Sun, sand and Derek Jeter, here I come.
Back Tuesday night.
So I figured out the online transfers to put money in my credit union account, and I mailed off the Visa application. Fingers crossed that it gets approved OK.
The scheduling gods worked in my favor - I was able to work 11-7 last night and take today off. Which is perfect, because I leave for Florida tomorrow and need to pack. It's cool and rainy here, so I can't wait to get down there where it's warm and sunny and relaxing. This has been a stressful week at work, so this is a much-needed vacation.
Since a vacation can't pass without knowing where we're going next, Mom and I booked an August trip to Toronto. I want to go back to Niagara Falls (and uh, the Blue Jays are playing the Red Sox, go Jays!). And we didn't really spend much time in Toronto itself when we were there a few years ago, so this time we'll actually do some exploring. Love the Canadian/US exchange rate - nothing is as expensive as it looks.
Aaron Boone had his heart surgery today, and it went well. Best wishes for a speedy recovery.
In an incredibly dumb move, I bought tix to a Trenton Thunder game for the 9th, not realizing that I'm working that night. Duh. My brain is fried. Need sun, sand and relaxation.
Horrid night at work, I was so happy to get home and lay on the couch. Taped the annual Yankees/Red Sox Spring Training game, and it was relaxing to watch the Yankees win 7-1. That'll take all your cares away (that and knowing that in 3 more days, I'll be in Florida, where it's WARM).
More happy: great pix of the new Stadium.
So Team USA is out of the WBC - at least they made it to the semi-finals this year. So the finals is between Japan and South Korea. Yawn.
Back to work today. I did cancel the 11-7 shift tho, I'm just not energized enough for a double shift today. Instead, I came home and did my taxes, so now I can go cry because I owe money. I figured I would, since the per-diem job really didn't take out enough in taxes (I think they completely ignored my tax forms when I filled them out). But this is why I save money, so I can give it all back to the government every April!
If only I didn't owe the IRS - then I could buy this house. Right.
I'm home, it's snowing, this is so not cool.
And yay, got a pair of tix for the first-ever game at the new Stadium, vs the Cubs on the 3rd. And they really did "roll back" the prices - the tix were $1.10 each.
Back to bed now.
At the airport, and I'm tired. I'm ready to go home (tho not ready to leave behind the summer-y weather).
I was right - the credit union lady called at 7.30am. She said the Visa application should go through without a hitch, because the bankruptcy exempted that card, and it was five years ago. I also got the info on transferring funds INTO that account, so I'll give that a shot.
Since I was up already, I finished packing, checked out, and made it to Taliesin West for the 9.30am tour. What a stunning site - the views, among the mountains - are fantastic, and the building itself, in true Wright fashion, blends right in to the scenery. It's still used as an active architectural school, which I didn't know. And I was right that he designed ASU's Gammage Auditorium, tho it wasn't built until after his death.
After the tour, it was a quick drive down (or rather, across) the 101 back to Peoria for the Mariners/Cubs game. And to my utter surprise, my seat in Row E was the first row behind the dugout! So I had a great view of all the Mariners players and their very attractive manager. Unfortunately, they didn't manage to play very well, and were losing 8-2 when I left in the 8th inning. The place was packed with Cubs fans, including the annoying (I'm sure Cubs fans love him) Woo-Woo guy, who never seemed to take a breath. There was someone playing fanfares on the trumpet, too, and I was sure he was about to play "Taps" for the Mariners.
Since I had seven hours to kill before my flight, I did indeed make it to the movies. I saw He's Just Not That Into You, which was cute but forgettable, and I wandered around the Barnes and Noble for a while. Then I drove south down Scottsdale Road into the arts district. The drive down is full of rich-people shops for most of the way, and then downtown Scottsdale is lovely, with arts and crafts boutiques and cafes etc all along the little roads. I had dinner at a place called Metro, simple French food. My waiter was from Maui, I told him he must be the only person who DIDN'T move to Phoenix for the weather.
And then - to the airport. I refused the offer to delay my flight due to overbooking. I want to go home and sleep.
Phoenix Sky Harbor airport has free wi-fi. Love it. And a good thing too, because there's an email from the Yankees that tix for the first two games - the exhibitions against the Cubs - go on sale to partial season ticket holders TOMORROW at 10am. I will be home in time.
Can't believe Natasha Richardson died after a skiing accident.
Fergie Jenkins, the great Cubs pitcher and Hall of Famer, is following me. He was at the Oakland game, signing autographs for his foundation, along with Bert Campanaris. And today he was where he belongs at the Cubs game, signing with Rollie Fingers. Very cool.
HoHoKam Stadium is like a AAA Stadium. The food was fantastic (I had fried soba noodles with veggies), and it seems like the entire fanbase at Wrigley made the trip to AZ for the Spring. The game was sold out, and the crowd was... vocal. It was Tim Lincecum for the Giants vs. Ryan Dempster (he of the funky wrist-twist delivery) for the Cubbies. They were winning 5-1 when I left in the sixth, but I found out from Anthony later that they ended up losing. Tim Lincecum was horrible, so much for his "we like to establish our dominance with a fastball" MLB commercial.
So I left early (again, my sit-in-the-heat stamina is not at mid-season form yet), and came back to soak in the pool for a while. Got dinner at the cheap Mexican place, and then I changed and headed over to ASU for Rent. It was easy enough to find the theatre, except that I was driving due west into the sunset, so the sun was blinding me and it was hard to read the street signs. But I made it. The show was so well-done, probably because the cast is mostly original and first-replacement cast members. The theatre is gorgeous - I think it was designed by Frank Lloyd Wright, but I need to double-check that.
I went by the stage door to say hey to Anthony afterwords (and find out that the Cubs ended up losing), and he said he's singing the National Anthem on Friday at the game. Sorry I have to miss that, but the 40 degree cold is waiting for me.
Team USA advanced to the semi-finals in the WBC. And Aaron Boone is having open-heart surgery and may not play at all after the surgery. Poor Aaron, let me nurse you back to health.
Heading out tomorrow - I want to try and hit Taliesin West in the morning before the game, and I'm still trying to figure out how to kill time after the game and before my flight (which isn't until 10.35pm). Maybe I'll check out downtown Scottsdale, or go to the movies.
Real life is invading - the credit union people called this morning, and I said I wanted to talk to someone about my Visa card. So the woman is supposed to call me back, I left my number and a quick message on her voicemail. With my luck, she'll call at a normal hour for east coast business, which will wake me up earlier than I'd like.
Happy St Patrick's Day - it's about 90 degrees out today. Seriously. I am absolutely wiped out by being outside in this weather, so I decided to skip the hockey game tonight. No big loss, it was a cheap ticket, and honestly I could care less about hockey, I just thought it might be fun. It's going to be just as fun to relax by the pool and nap.
The Peoria Sports Complex (which the Padres and Mariners share) is a beautiful ballpark. It's one of the biggest in the Cactus League and really just lovely. And they have a concession stand called "Taste of the Cactus League" where you can get food from the different teams (like the fish tacos from San Diego, a salmon caesar salad for Seattle, etc) - I had a Kansas City BBQ bacon cheeseburger. And there's a huge berm across the outfield so you can lay out on a towel or beach blanket and relax. It's a lot of fun. Today was the Padres vs. the Angels (the Padres wore green caps for St Patricks' Day) - I cannot in good faith root for the Angels, so I cheered for the home team (who was losing badly when I left in the 5th). The only downside is that with the 90 degree weather and the dark blue seats, you tend to scald your legs when you first sit down. I'll bring something to sit on when I go back on Thursday for the Mariners/Cubs game.
I came back and relaxed by the pool for a while, and had dinner at La Cantina (the poolside Mexican place), where I made up my mind to skip the hockey game and just stay in. No WBC on TV tonight (no MLB Network anywhere), so maybe I'll rent a movie or just work on the Clive Cussler book. It's good to have nothing to do.
One thing that's different about Phoenix (and maybe the entire not-East-Coast part of the country): when you're out of the main city, there's absolutely nothing around. At home, you're always going city to city to town to city again, with no break. Out here, there's so much open space. It really makes you feel like you're in the middle of nowhere, even when you're in the city.
I was getting my nails done this morning (not at the spa, at a cheap Korean nail place down the street), and was talking with the other women there about where we were from (one native Arizonian, an older couple driving around the country, and a woman from Colorado). We were talking about our native states' features ("Come visit Colorado! Mountains!"), and I realized I would never make a good PR person for New Jersey, because the best features I came up with were, "We're close to Manhattan and Philly. Oh, and the ocean."
later on 3/16/09
Er, that is, I would have watched House if it hadn't started at 7pm, instead of 8pm. Maybe it's because of the screwy Daylight Savings Time - they don't practice it here, so it's still west coast time.
No skin off my back. It's being taped at home, I'll watch it Friday.
I want to take the sunshine home with me. Yesterday was such a long travel day and I fell asleep around 11pm (early for me), so I was surprised that I managed to wake up at 8am without the alarm clock. Well, the alarm clock is set for the wrong time, and I have no idea where the buttons are to set it, so I'm using my cellfone for the alarm. I suppose I could call the front desk and have someone fix the clock, but I am not that concerned.
So I drove into downtown Phoenix and toured Chase Field. Of course, right when you walk in, they have their 2001 World Series trophy on display. I tried not to cry. It's a nice park, and it's the only one in the major leagues with a swimming pool in the outfield. We learned that you can rent the pool (and the surrounding seats, food service etc) for 35 people, on a per-game basis, for about $6500/game. That's pretty awesome. And I love this - behind the Diamondbacks' dugout, they have an "aggression area" for the players to take out their anger when they screw up. there's a padded wall, a tire bolted to the wall, a bathroom with stainless steel "bat proof" fixtures, and a chin-up bar that Randy Johnson requested. No one on the tour was tall enough to reach it.
And then it was off to the first Spring Training game of the trip - Dodgers at Oakland. It was a split squad game for the Dodgers, so a lot of the big-name players didn't come, but I still recognized most of the names. And Oakland had Jason Giambi (who made a spectacular catch at first base that he wouldn't have been able to make when he was on steroids) and Nomar (doing the annoying fix-the-gloves thing). I left in the sixth, when Oakland was winning 10-4. I did not spot Tanyon Sturtze, tho he's listed on the Dodgers roster as a non-rostered invitee. Fingers crossed.
Checked out the "adult pool" downstairs from my room - much more relaxing than the bigger pool with all the screaming kids. And they bring drinks to your chair.
And I went down to the spa to get a massage. I can barely walk now, and can actually move my left shoulder, which had been bothering me since the drive from Vegas. Nothing left to do today but veg out, watch House, and catch some of the WBC on ESPN.
Well, it took five and a half hours to get to Phoenix, just like the map said. The drive was beautiful. I drove out of Vegas and right over the Hoover Dam. Because of all the security, there isn't anywhere to stop for a photo op, but I drove right over the top of it. The drive to Phoenix keeps changing - first you're in the mountains, then you're surrounded by cactuses (cacti?), then it's flat and boring - with lots of houses in the middle of nowhere, and I can't help but picture the people living there with rifles and concrete bunkers. It's really the middle of nowhere. And then you're back to mountains and cacti and Joshua Trees... it's a gorgeous drive.
But I made it, and the resort is beautiful. I unpacked and immediately walked over to The Falls (the water village), where there are multiple pools and terraces to relax on. There's also an "adult pool" right downstairs from my room, which looks lovely - I'll check that out tomorrow. I'm not a big "go on vacation and sit in front of the pool doing nothing" person, but after the long drive, that's all I wanted to do. I called the spa to make an appointment for a massage and facial tomorrow evening, but they were closed, so I left a message. Hopefully that'll work out. Got some food at the little cafe at the pool and finished the book I was reading. I love this resort thing, they gave me a card to use so I can charge food and drinks etc. to the room - no need for cash.
The front desk was terrific - when I asked the guy for directions to rt 10, since that's where most of my ballpark directions originate - he gave me a map and set of directions to all of the Cactus League ballparks. That's a huge help. The guy also gave me directions to Chase Field (where the Diamondbacks play), because they do tours of the ballpark, and I want to do that tomorrow before the Oakland/Dodgers game. I also want to go to Taliesin West, the Frank Lloyd Wright studio, and that looks pretty easy to get to, so I think that's the plan for Thursday, before the Mariners/Cubs game.
And perfectly enough, there's a Walgreen's that's open til 11pm, and they have the KettleCorn popcorn that I love, so I am all set for snacking.
Right now, I am relaxing in my suite with my second incredibly alcoholic beverage, and watching USA vs. Netherlands, since they actually have ESPN2 here. Life is good.
even later on 3/14/09
Dinner at Olive's was out of this world. Missy used her star power to get us a table on the balcony overlooking the Bellagio fountains, so we were treated to the fountain show throughout dinner. It was like being inside the fountains. The food was also delicious - we split two different flatbread platters as an appetizer, and I had the butternut squash tortelli, which was melt-in-your-mouth good. I had to duck out a little early, which I wasn't happy about, in order to get down to the MGM grand for Ka, which started at 9.30pm.
Side note - Vegas is full of incredibly large, incredibly inconvenient parking garages. On the plus side, they're all free. But you have to drive around back behind the casino, up several levels to find a spot, then hike back to the elevators and find your way through the casino. The Ka theatre was waaaaaay on the far side of the MGM Grand from the parking deck. And yes, I nearly did lose the car in the Bellagio's lot, as I was walking up and down looking for where I'd left it.
But I digress. Ka was outstanding! I liked it better than O, I must admit. Instead of your traditional circus-type show, it tells a complete story, and works in the acts as part of the story. And the set! The theatre was apparently built for the show, and everything is integrated: the hydraulic lifts that move and turn this huge platform, the aerial acts, the "wall climbing" (for lack of a better term), and the actors and lighting effects are synchronized by infrared that tracks the actors' movements. It was amazing. The gift shop sold DVD's of two documentaries on O and Ka, so I bought them both, and will probably watch them in Phoenix. Glad I have the laptop!
I did not see George Clooney or Brad Pitt (or Kevin Spacey and a bunch of kids from MIT, either). There was a dire shortage of men in tuxes, actually. The two things there are no shortage of? People trying to sell you a timeshare, and poorly-paid (I'm sure) immigrants lining every street flicking cards at you, which have scantily-clad women pictured on them, and they're all wearing t-shirts that say, "hot girls delivered to you in 20 minutes or less" (the immigrants have the t-shirts, not the girls on the cards). Pretty disgusting, but that's Vegas. We also did not win a million dollars.
OK, off to pack, and then to Phoenix in the morning. I want to leave really early (for me), so I'm not getting there in the dark.
later on 3/14/09
Well, the Bodies exhibit was incredibly cool. I kept saying I wish we'd had something like that available when I was taking Anatomy and Physiology! I completely enjoyed it, and talked a bit with the woman manning the exit station, who is a retired nurse.
While we were at the Luxor, I picked up a ticket to see Ka, another Cirque du Soleil show, which I keep hearing is the best of all their shows. That's tonight, after dinner.
It's another sunny day in Las Vegas, the last full day here - tomorrow morning I'm leaving for Phoenix as early as I can (it's a 5+ hour drive). So today the plan is to catch the Bodies: the Exhibition show down at the Luxor, and then to get dinner with the gang tonight to celebrate Missy's birthday, which is today. Missy and Dona are doing spa time (which marginally interests me, but I'm staying at a spa/resort in Phoenix, so I'm not worried, will get massage there), and they have absolutely no interest in the dead bodies exhibit, so Oliver and I are going to head over.
Dinner tonight is at Olive's, Todd English's restaurant at the Bellagio. I took a peek at the menu the other night, and I absolutely cannot wait. I am not eating all day, to save room for one of everything.
And I splurged and paid for the internet access for today, so I can play catchup. I have a few hours to kill between the exhibit and dinner, and I don't want to spend them sitting in the casino. Well, I do, but I want to be winning.
They really don't want you to stay in your room here. The TV has about 12 channels, a third of which are local programming by the casinos, another third are in Japanese or Korean or something, and the ESPN channel is all March Madness, all the time. Yet downstairs, they get the MLB Network in the sports bar. No, I did not spend any time down in the bar, but I do wish they had it upstairs.
Of course, I am on vacation and shouldn't be spending any time in the room at all!
O was enjoyable, but I think I was too tired to really love it. I know it's bad form to applaud the scenery, but the set was amazing - this pool with platforms below that raised and lowered. It made the trapeze and swing parts just that more fantastic, since everyone was in and out of the water. Definitely impressive. Maybe because of being tired, I just thought it could have been 20 minutes shorter.
And yes - I did indeed wake up at 5.30am this morning! The Grand Canyon trip (with Stars and Stripes Air) was absolutely worth the price. Go do it! Met the bus driver right outside Bally's, and we drove to Boulder City airport, about 35 minutes outside of Vegas. Our group got checked in and weighed (so they can balance out the flight), and we were good to go. The plane was one of those ten-seater ones, bigger than the one I skydived out of, but still unsettlingly small. Our pilot, Jason, was adorable - I forgave him the fact that he's a Minnesota Twins fan because he was so good-looking. I got to ride in the co-pilot seat - as one of the other guys on the trip put it, "because of course the hot chick sits up front." Ha! Anyway. The flight wasn't bumpy at all, which was good, because small planes make me a white-knuckle flyer. And there was eye candy sitting next to me, so that helped.
Once we landed, we split up into two groups, and our gang of five got on our helicopter to go to the floor of the canyon. I'd never been in a helicopter before, and I loved it. It felt like there was more control over it than the plane, maybe because you don't feel the wind so much. I again got to sit in the copilot's seat, but I think it was because of weight-balancing this time. At the bottom, we hiked down a path to the boat dock, and took a ride down part of the Colorado River. The boat driver agreed that he has the best job in the world. It's absolutely stunning. The entire thing.
And then we flew back to the top, and hopped on the bus that was waiting to go to the two observation points. The first is the SkyWalk, where you can walk out over part of the canyon on a glass floor. Not for the faint of heart or those with terrible fear of heights. And then there's lots of time to walk around, take pictures, get something to eat.
I had a blast.
And then, flying back to Vegas, because of the times of people's tours, I was the only passenger on the flight. That's OK tho, because Jason (the incredibly handsome pilot) and I got to chat for the 45 minute flight over the headsets. Which is how I found out he's a Twins fan. It made the time fly by much faster. I told him I felt like I was in a James Bond movie, what with the private flight and all. All we needed was some villains chasing us through the skies.
My feet hurt - and it's been so long since I wore something other than nursing shoes, that I have some nice blisters. So I went to the drugstore to buy more bandaids (I didn't bring nearly enough!).
The Bellagio brunch/breakfast was fantastic. I don't know if any brunch is worth the price they charge, but they really did seem to have everything you could ask for.
Today was my "wander around" day. I'm glad I rented the car for the entire trip, because it came in handy. I drove out to the Atomic Testing Museum at UNLV. I'm just fascinated by that era - of NASA and the bomb, and how people my age managed to make all of these technological advances, with really little knowledge of what they were doing. And it was also interesting to learn that the Atomic Test Site in Nevada is now used to train first responders in nuclear and bio-terrorism skills. It was absolutely fascinating.
To make my brain turn back to the mushy Vegas-style that's required, I then drove down the Strip to Mandalay Bay, where they have the only aquarium in the US that's "predator based" - I love aquariums to start with, and seeing killer jellyfish and lionfish and sharks was perfect. Then I made a stop at the "Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas" sign for the obligatory photo op, and then did a spin around the outlet mall, where I refrained from buying another three pairs of Sketchers. I do not need more shoes.
Now it's a quick stop at the hotel to eat (LOVE the Creperie downstairs), gasp that the hotel wants $14.99 for a 24- hour period of internet access (I refuse to pay that), rest the feet, transfer my pix from the camera to the laptop, and write out my postcards. Tonight we're off to see O - the Cirque du Soleil show - across the street at the Bellagio. I cannnot wait! I have to make it an early night, tomorrow is my Grand Canyon day, and the trip meets at 6.50am (ugh) next door at Bally's. I scoped out where the meeting spot is, so I won't be staggering through the casino at 6am (sometimes that's fun, but not when I just woke up).
later on 3/11/09
What a long day, but at the end of it, I am in Vegas! The weather at home was miserable and foggy, but the flight took off on time. There was a little turbulence, but nothing major. On the way out, I watched Quantum of Solace (to get in the mood for James Bond in a tux, who I still haven't seen at the casino), and some movie about a football player.
I managed to snag a rental car that wasn't white or gray (finally) and drove down to the Strip. I'm staying at Paris, which I love - besides being a nice swanky hotel, it's free thanks to many trips to AC. While I was driving over, I passed a Walgreens and 7-11 and the like, so my first order of business, after unpacking, was to head back out and pick up some snacks and Diet Coke. The bummer of the hotel room is that the mini-bar is fully stocked (and automated - if you remove something from its slot for more than 45 seconds, you're charged for it), and there's no room to put anything. There's even a note that says not to use it for personal food items. I have yet to find the ice machine, but I know it must be here somewhere.
Dona and Brian got in about an hour after I did, and Missy and Oliver about an hour after that. We all met up for Volcano Nachos and frozen drinks down the street at Margaritaville. And the weather here is so nice that we ate outside on the patio, with a great view of the ongoing construction at Caesar's Palace. I joked that it's not really construction, it's an elaborate (and futuristic) Roman ruins look that they're going for.
And then we spent some time playing blackjack. Suffice to say, we have not yet won a million dollars, but we will keep trying.
Sin City, here I come!
later on 3/10/09
While I completely understand Team Italia being knocked out by the Venezuelians, I cannot believe that the Dutch knocked the Dominicans out of the WBC! And in an 11-inning, scoreless-til-the-11th nailbiter! Wow. The Dutch!
OK, now I'm ready for vacation.
I guess I really don't need six pairs of shoes for vacation, but still, you never know... sneakers, heels for my dinner dress for Saturday, two pairs of flats, and two pairs of flip-flops (in case one breaks, which I always worry about). Packed my bikini, my Tanyon Sturtze jersey, my shorts, my dinner dress, and my Lush bath bombes. Two books to read. Chargers for every single electronic device I own. Tickets to baseball, hockey, and Cirque du Soleil shows. Got my hair cut. Went to the bank and the bookstore. I think I'm all set! I'm ready to go tomorrow.
But first, I have to watch Italy vs. Venezuela in the WBC, to continue ogling Francisco Cervelli (oddly enough, father born in Italy, grew up in Venezuela). He's a minor-league catcher for the Yankees (saw him in Trenton last year), and has boundless energy and the most amazing eyes. Really. I swoon at the HDTV. I'll wager that he ends up (eventually) as the Yankees catcher, becomes a team leader and the captain after Derek retires, and that he has a long and successful career. Or he'll get traded to the Royals and languish in obscurity, but I really hope it's the former.
Officially on vacation! Yay!
The new credit union sent me a new password for my online account, so I can finally log in. Can't figure out how to transfer funds to the account tho, so I emailed them to ask. That's one step forward. Next comes the begging to keep my Visa card, but that can wait til after I'm back.
Oh, vacation! Tomorrow is my last day at work before taking almost two weeks off. I already made my "to pack" list and checked it a zillion times. Bathing suit? Check. Summer-y clothes? Check. Big wad of cash? Check.
It was convertible weather this weekend. It almost feels like Spring is here. Finally.
It's a shame I have to work tomorrow, because with the World Baseball Classic, there are four games in a row on tomorrow. I could veg out all day. But no, I am working my last double shift before vacation (finally - I thought it would never arrive). I did manage to stay up tonight and watch the China vs. Chinese Taipei game - one of the most boring games ever. Neither country really has a big baseball league, and the play is like watching minor leaguers play. I'd rather watch Team USA tomorrow, but alas.
Mom and I took a drive up to Menlo Park Mall (where I went shoe-browsing with Tesse), a mall I like more every time I go - just good stores. I bought a new shirt at J. Jill, and some t-shirts (that are long enough that they don't ride up) at Old Navy. A successful trip. It's Spring weather this weekend, it's 60 here, and oddly enough, just a little warmer than than out in Vegas. I'm mentally packing already.
A-Rod to have surgery and miss almost three months. Don't do steroids, kids.
I think the Yankees should go sign Aaron Boone away from the Astros. It would be a perfect kind of circular justice.
Reason #4 I'm glad I don't live in the city: ruthless ineffeciency. I need to talk to the new credit union people for a few reasons - I can't log into my account (because I never used my old credit union acct online), I want to deposit money into my account (because they're raising the minimum balance), and I want to talk to someone in person about my credit card being transferred over. So I check out their website. No address or phone number. That's a big help. I find the letter they sent me about the credit card, and it has the contact info. I call and get a message that has their hours, and says that you can also talk to a live person until 4pm. Of course, then the message cuts off and you never get a live person. So I decided to go into the city and stop by in person. I get there at 1.30pm and the security guy says, "Oh, they just closed." Their phone message says they're open til 4pm.
I was ticked, to say the least.
So now I'll have to go back again, in the morning sometime.
But at least I got my brows and nails done, in preparation for next week's vacation.
What I like about the World Baseball Classic is that we get to see teams from all over the world. Places that you wouldn't associate with baseball. Like Australia. The Australian team is playing against the Mariners tonight as a warmup for the Classic, and one of their players - where it usually lists how the player did last year, how many hits and RBI's and HR's etc - for this guy, it says, "worked in the Australian mines last season." I live for this, indeed.
Reason #343 I wish I still lived in the city: Manhattan Movement offers an aerial class, taught by a former Cirque du Soleil aerialist. I think that is the coolest part of their shows, and if I lived in the city, I would go take the class.
OK, I was wrong. We got eight inches of snow, right on the money. And damn, it's cold.
Holy cow, it's vacation month. I thought it would never get here. And I'll be glad to get away from this weather. Friday it was 60 and sunny, today there's sleet on the ground and it's supposed to snow tonight. In Vegas, it's 70, and in Phoenix, 80. Oh, I can't wait.
Just in case we get any snow (I doubt we're going to get the 6 to 10 inches they predict), I tried to start the snowblower. We haven't used it in two years. It won't start. Good thing we have shovels.
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