Well, I don't feel like I've had a lot to write about lately. I thought of a few things, but nothing super interesting. I am currently at a halt on being crafty, until I get more inspiration. I feel it coming back though :)
A few new things to share in this little blog, I guess.
Lately, I've been using grooveshark online. I know it's been out there for a long time, but I just recently used it and really like it! Grooveshark is a website for listening to music. You just type in a song you want to hear and voilà there it is. It will also provide you with the popular songs, mostly pop/ rap, but some other goodies are in there too. There are radio stations too, like Pandora has. I love pandora, but I think grooveshark is my new favorite because you can hear the song right away. The only thing not as great, is I don't think you can say songs like ...... like you can on pandora. Oh, well I'll still use both, right now I like grooveshark :)
Something else new, is Luke came over twice this week to play at my house. It was fun, but the first time we had to play with kitchen things like, measuring cups, bowls, and spoons. Kyle and I don't have toys for little kids, we have big kid toys. They look fun to Luke, but Kyle would be sad if he broke things like the Television or Xbox. He did enjoy looking at Ralph, our fish. He liked to watch him eat, since that's about the most movement Ralph experiences in a day. He is one LAZY fish!
Yesterday, we went to opening day at Kauffman Stadium for the Kansas City Royals. It was very cold, not the kind of weather I think of for baseball games. It was a little rainy too. We tailgated before the game, and let's just say there are some classy people who tailgate. First, I wish I would have taken a picture of this man I'm about to describe. My words will not do him justice. He was walking, if what he was doing could be considered walking, from the port-a-potty. He took his gigantic drink into the potty with him, and upon his return, he had his pants pulled quite high, over his beer belly with his button looking as if it were going to pop off and take someone's eye out at any moment. I do believe he usually would wear his pants a bit lower....on top of it all, he was happy as a clam. Just smiling from ear to ear and mumbling/ yelling random undetectable words. Other memorable tailgaters were the girls who needed to pee. They were so stupid. First, they all came over by their truck, opened both doors on the side, and held a blanket up, seems like a good idea, but they did not execute it well at all. First we could see their butts every time they went, and there was a huge group of men next to us, directly across from where they were peeing and they were taking videos and photos every time a new girl used this "bathroom." Plus they were peeing all over each other's feet. After they were finished, another girl came to do the same, but she was much smarter. On the other side of the truck was another car, unlike the empty spot where the others went, so she had more coverage. She also made sure she was not exposed and not drawing as much attention to herself. But there was one more girl. She was the worst of all! She came to the side without the car, and she came alone. She opened the doors of the truck, but had no coverage on the open side which faced the group of men who like to take pictures. She just dropped her pants and went. The men across from the truck had a field day with videos and photos. She just laughed and called them names, all the while she was completely exposing herself to them. I just couldn't figure out why they didn't use the porta potties two feet away. Well it was unlike tailgating I've been to before. It was fun, but cold, and the Royals lost.
Next on my list, we've had not the greatest weather. We had that summer tease weather and then back to snow and winter. I did not like it! This weekend is supposed to be nice. Like 70's and 81 on Sunday! Hopefully we'll be back to spring like weather for good!
Well that's all for now. xoxo
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