Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Texas Rangers Baseball

I think I need to stop watching the baseball games at home.

It seems that every time I watch the games from my living room, the Texas Rangers lose. If I go to a game, listen to the game on the radio, or just get the updates on my cellular device, they are more apt to win.

Superstitious? Perhaps. But it's baseball, so what'd you expect?

Went to the game the other night. I realized that there are very few things greater than going to a baseball game, getting some nachos and drinking a Dr. Pepper. Delightful.  They won that game. Watched the game last night, and I'm watching the game tonight and they lost/are losing respectively. Maybe tonight is the night to change my luck and in effect change the Ranger's luck. I'm gonna turn the game off. Just in case.

I kind of feel like the dad in Silver Linings Playbook (awesome movie bt dubs), only he likes Eagles football (sick).

Something else that's fun about baseball is the walk-on songs...or whatever they are called. Suit and Tie, God's Gonna Cut You Down, Machine Head, some random christian song, Radioactive, or a rousing song that's all in Spanish.  Those are some of the songs for this year. It's always been one of the quirky things about baseball that I love. 

Well, I probably could go on and on about the Texas Rangers, but I'll reel it in a little.

PS:
This song is in my head. Enjoy!

Demons





Sunday, June 9, 2013

Sunbathing Don'ts

Here's the Deal...Don't go sunbathing with old sunscreen.

Went down to Port Aransas last weekend and got sunburnt. Worse than I have ever been burned. I didn't know how to handle all these white girl problems. I've lived my whole life and not ever been so red. I didn't do anything differently than I usually do. It was bizarr-o. Made me sick. Like for real, sick. Only thing I can think of is the combustible combination of  being on a medication that makes you sensitive to the sun and using last year's sunblock. Never. Again.

This is a lesson that my friends and I learned several years ago. We went to Lake Belton all day long and though we lathered up (albeit with the previous years sunblock), we all got toasted. My friend's lips swelled up to the size of sausages. We were pretty miserable. I knew this. I remembered this. I still threw that knowledge out the window and thought, "Certainly if you pay $12 for a tiny little bottle of sunblock, it ought to last until the expiration date."  Not so!

I did get a pretty picture of the beach though. It's not Hawaii, California or Florida, but for a Texas beach I thought it was beautiful. I do love Texas.
Mustang Island, TX - June 1st, 2013
 So! Moral of the story: Don't use last year's left overs. Just bite the bullet and get some new sunblock. Trust me, another $12 is worth not feeling like an itchy snake shedding it's skin. Sick. 

Friday, June 7, 2013

Oh To Dream...

Here's the deal...Let's quit our jobs and go to Europe!

I'm trying to convince one of my best friends to quit her job and travel around Europe with me. Not that big of a deal, right? I've come up with a ton of reasons why we should do this, and even more things that we can do.

This is Europe:
map from www.youeuropemap.com
All I want to do is visit about 11-12 of the countries that make up the meat of Europe. The total size of travel is almost equivalent to the state of Texas. We would have 2 months. That's 8 weeks or 60 days. Or if you really want to get into the fine details, 1,440 hours.

While driving down to San Antonio this past weekend, I came up with so many fun things to do whilst we traipse about the European continent.  Really, I was just trying to stay awake. But, I decided that out of all the ideas I had, dressing up in Lederhosen and singing The Sound Of Music songs in Austria was the most intriguing. Come on, who doesn't want to do that?? And if you're sitting there saying, "Not me," you are so lying. 

But really, I want to go country to country. I want to learn new things. Take awesome pictures. Eat something different. Live out of a backpack (ok, huge suitcase). Stay in a haunted castle. Do a cartwheel by the Seine. Visit Korcula and play Marco/Polo. Backpack (really this time) around Bolivia. Scream, "Ricola" in the Swiss Alps. Drive down the Autobaun really, REALLY fast. Revisit Ben and Westminster. Eat some chocolate. Visit some lakes (hopefully in every country). Walk around Montmarte singing "Come What May." Maybe I'll get to visit Hitler's hidey-holes. Get some inspirations for a book I want to write. Man, there are so many things! That's just the beginning. And, to top all this off, I'll get to spend time with my brother and his family, who will be stationed in Germany.

I have roughly 14 months to research this, save for this, make this happen.

Now, the planning begins...