I hope there is a special place in heaven

I noticed in my 50's that un-hot older women are invisible. The older I get, the more invisibler. So, imagine my surprise and delight when last night, I found myself seated between two really attractive me in their early 30s, BOTH of whom treated me like I was a legit person! They were fun and interesting and interested and just the best baseball neighbors ever. And seriously cute.

I hope there is a special place in heaven for everyone who notices old women but particularly for young hot guys who do.

And, I was doubly grateful because we lost both games yesterday to a team only marginally better than we are. It was depressing. My next ticket is for a week from Tuesday.

I keep seeing tweets today about father's day - they all go something like 'happy father's day and love to all who have lost their dad'... and my mind goes to... shudda put a tracker on that dude, have you looked everywhere? doncha hate when you lose shit like that?

Plans for today are the usual. Baseball, but on TV this time, and crochet. I am out of breakfast burritos again. The last batch I made were just perfect so I'm hoping to replicate that today.

This is the last day of cool weather until September. Starting tomorrow the temperature starts getting into the a/c range and the clouds drift on to wherever they go for the summer. I'm so grateful to have had these last few weeks of comfort. The game time temperature last night was just perfection. Biggie has, at best, only a couple more days of hearing the birds taunt him. And then it's shut the door, turn on the a/c and wait for Labor Day. Remind me in six weeks how right now I'm thinking this is minimal pain.

This is Biggie's latest treat puzzle. He is telling me that it is empty.

productivity

I made 10 breakfast burritos and discovered that the last time I bought tortillas, I was smart enough to buy double.Go me!

I made lunch - baked chicken and smashed potatoes with waldorf salad. The chicken and the potatoes are in the oven which I'll turn out in about 45 mins.

I cleaned up the kitchen.

I re-upped my Seattle Times subscription. Everytime I cancel, they offer a better deal. This time it's $5 for 3 months. Not even $5 a month. $5 for the whole 3 months. OKdokey.

Now I'm going to check on the folks in The Split before the baseball game. I'm saving CBS Sunday morning for tonight. It's all about the planning.