Back in the Bleachers

It was a beautiful day in Chicago!!

I ran a 10k in the morning and headed to Wrigley for a game against the Rockies. It was a great game...no Blondes screaming about how hot is Sariano's ass...just a good quality bleacher experience! Here's Julia and Ginger (it was Ginger's first Cubs game!!)


And Matt with the winning scoreboard.

"Hey Chicago, what do you say?" The Cubs are in first place today!! Thanks Matt and Julia for inviting me!!

Oops

Looks like I need a new curling iron...

I pushed the ON button, and it pushed through the base!

Things I’ve learned as an art teacher:

• I can make a hair tie out of any writing/painting implement, string or a glue stick and a rubber band.
• Sometimes, a kid just needs a hug.
• No matter how careful you are, if you get out the glitter it will be EVERYWHERE.
• If they suddenly get really quiet, even if you didn’t see it, someone did something really stupid.
• Always have a complete change of clothes on hand...down to your shoes.
• A fourth grader can fit 5 brand new crayons in their nostrils.
• Kids will eat clay. And they will be surprised that it tastes like dirt.
• If you give them paint, students will look like Aboriginal Warriors before they leave the room.
• Black pants are the biggest blessing ever!
• That white goo on the table…not necessarily glue. (Yeah, that’s nasty--to clarify, it was a giant lugie--, and yes it happened today.)

Go Cubs, Go!

It was a beautiful evening for baseball! Ben sent me a text saying he had tickets for the bleachers...My first thought? "I'm in!! They're playing the Padres, right?"

Here's my random shot of the bleachers while I had a beer and waited for Ben. I was playing with the camera on my new phone.
I realized it's been forever since I've sat in the Bleachers at Wrigley. I know it's been more than 15 years...I think 1989 was the last time I was out in the Bleachers!! My Grandfather, who was a HUGE Cubs fan, used to tell my to ride my bike to Wrigley (about 6 miles). He knew that due to low attendance, after a certain inning, they'd let me in for free. My instructions were to "stand under the left field exit sign." He always could find me standing there when he watched the game at home on tv! Irresponsible? Maybe. At least he knew where I was!!

We, of course, sat in the left field.

To Ben's right, there was this ridiculous blond. UGH!! I couldn't believe that they let her sit there!! Seriously. Ben posted all about her antics on his blog. I do appreciate the confidence that my fellow Bleacher Bums had in me...and for the record, I could have taken her! (Check out Ben's blog for more details--see, Ben? I plugged your blog!!)

After the game I made it home...thanks Jack for the ride, but no more giving the over served girl sharp objects to play with!! (I believe I may have stapled my finger to a tow truck...)

Aside from Blondie (and the stapler), it was a great night, good times and of course a CUBS WIN!!

Nice Tales

Just when I thought they were all little bastards...

One of the girls in 6th grade brings me a rose this morning and says "Happy Mother's Day, Ms. B!"


Ok, they're not all little bastards... :)

Nutty Frogs

I've been sharing this story with others, and just haven't had the time to blog about it...but it's too crazy not to share!

I was talking with this guy...he seemed normal enough (and this is where I was clearly wrong). We were making plans to go out when he asked for a favor.

When I asked what it was, he said "Can you not eat peanut butter the on the day we go out?"

I responded "Oh, are you allergic to peanuts?" (Because that would be logical, right?!)

He replied "No, I just don't like peanut butter."

I laughed because I thought he was kidding. Then he said, "No. I just really hate peanut butter."

Yeah. I decided I liked peanut butter better that that guy. No worries ladies, I'm sure he's still out there!

Try again...

Dude? Why is Tony Romo throwing out the first pitch at a Cubs game?

What the crap? You couldn't find a single other Chicago sports player to do it? Sure he went to EIU, but he's not even from Illinois, he's from Wisconsin.

What marketing genius thought of that one?

(For the record, I do enjoy the plethora of pink in the game today!)