You are NOT going to believe this . . . .

So I guess the baseball gods were listening to my rant yesterday, and guess what?

Armando Benitez is GONE!

Apparently just before our final game with the Mets today, the trade was announced.

Now if only my kids would listen to me like the baseball gods . . . my life would be sheer bliss!

Speaking of kids, I know I don't get say this much . . . BUT . . .

I HAD A GREAT DAY TODAY!

Now, it's late . . . I'm tired . . . and I'll post more tomorrow.

BYE!

WARNING . . . . MASSIVE rant coming!

Every once in a while I watch a game that just sucks every ounce of being out of me. I get that feeling in the pit of my stomach that something really bad is going to happen. The last time I REALLY felt it was during the 7th game of the WS when my Giants lost (I'm STILL trying to get over that one!).

But last night was one of those games.

I had forgotten they were playing the Mets and thus they had an early game. By the time I turned on the TV it was the 10th inning. I sat there, glued to the boob-tube since the score was 3 to 3. It was a good thing I can't ride roller coasters anymore because this game had more curves and drops than the Revolution at Six Flags Magic Mountain.

FINALLY in the 11th we got a run and were ahead . . . .

Then we brought in Armando Benetez (I know I just butchered his name) and everything went to hell in a handbasket.

Up until about a week ago Armando had been doing quite well, or at least better than he had since we got him a couple of years ago. He did have one bad game, and that seem to set things off for last night.

You see, Armando is an emotional player . . . . to the extreme. The guy just doesn't seem to be able to deal with what's going on around him. The few times he shuts out the crowd and noise he's done all right. But when all hells breaking loose around him he gets affected . . . really badly.

What didn't help was that he was in New York. I had forgotten he had been with the Mets when he blew not one, but two saves against the Giants during the 2000 post season. But what amazed me was the sheer hatred that was coming from the crowd last night. Now I understand how they would be pissed with him, but it was like they KNEW if they threw everything they could at him, he'd cave.

And cave he did.

He walked the first two guys and then everything went crazy. When the first balk was called on him, I couldn't believe it. I was totally dumbstruck. IT WAS NOT A BALK!!!! The second one that was called on him and brought in the tying run had me up off of my bed SCREAMING at the TV!! In watching on the TV you could not see that he did in fact balk the second time. Then the next batter came up and it was bye-bye ball.

What frustrated the hell out of me was that if the first balk not been called, it wouldn't have set things up for the second one.

So needless to say I didn't listen to any of the post game wrap, nor have I listened to ANY sports radio today because I know what they're talking about and I don't want to hear it.

This concludes my rant for today. Thank you for listening.

WTF!

That is the only way I can start this post because I'm feeling incredibly old!

We've been having a really great time with my mom visiting, and like I mentioned on my last post we were going to the Giants game on Friday night . . . which we did.

The game itself was great until the 7th inning when we started self-destructing, but that didn't bother me half as much as the obnoxious teenagers who were sitting behind us!

The whole reason why we had gone to the game was to suport not only the team, but also our town Education Foundation. One of the local HS's band and the choir sang the national anthem and all that good stuff. So we were in the section where a lot of those kids ended up sitting.

It was a disaster!

Now I understand what it's like to be a teenager . . . although I'll be going to my 20th HS reunion next year, I do remember what it was like . . .

But I'd like to think I would have had AT LEAST a little bit more compassion and pay a little more attention to the fact that there were people with some children sitting in front of them.

They were LOUD, OBNOXIOUS, RUDE . . . I guess they were just being teenagers.

Thankfully we got through the game and they were all quiet for the fireworks display.

We finally got home by around midnight . . . and thus no post yesterday.

Now the other side of the coin about this feeling old and crusty thing was that I was reminded today that my hubby and I will be celebrating 20 years of being together this July . . . and the fact that my oldest niece, is now EXACTLY the same age I was when Hubby and I got together . . . she's almost 17.

DAMN . . . time goes by fast!

Hope everyone's having a good Memorial Day weekend!

The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter and brighter and I'm so happy!

Got through the Kids' open house tonight, and made plans for Kid #2's final Girl Scout party next month. We still have to get through Kid #1's family camp-out for his Boy Scout troop, but his camp-out with Hubby last weekend went really well.

Amazingly . . . and thankfully . . . we are staying home this weekend.

YEAH!!!!!

Okay, so that's not completely true. My mom is coming up tomorrow for the long weekend, we're taking ALL three kids to the Giants game on Friday night, and we are going to a get together at my sis-in-laws house on Sunday.

So it's busy, but not crazy busy.

I'm really excited about going to the Giants game because my mom has never been to AT&T Park and I can't wait for her to go! Although what the hell was I thinking taking all three kids to a game when we won't get home until maybe 11:00 . . . I must love a challenge!

I know I haven't mentioned this before because I usually talk about this on my other blog, but I've had some really exciting stuff going on with my writing. As I mentioned in my profile, I've been working on trying to become a published children's writer . . . well last week I received a rejection for a non-fiction magazine piece, but their reason was that I didn't have any supporting pictures.

Turns out, I can get some and resubmit the story!

So that's the other thing that's been going on with me.

And on that note . . . I need to deal with some of that right now. I'll update tomorrow when I'm not frantically cleaning the house . . . or dealing with my 5 year old.

I know I've been away for a while . . . my plate has been very full lately.

The good news is . . . my dad-in-law is doing well. His surgery went great and he is feeling good. However there were some bumps along the way, and that's part of the reason why I haven't updated. There were some issues with his heart rhythm after they replaced the valve so he spent an extra two weeks in the hospital. He finally got a pacemaker, and now he's doing fine and has been home since last week. YEA!

The bad news is . . . there's a reason why I HATE this time of the year. Everything is wrapping up and everyone needs to get stuff done and it all needs to be done . . . NOW!

I will admit that I am a very anal person when it comes to details (so that's where Kid #1 gets it from) and it because of that that I am feeling so overwhelmed right now. I'm afraid to let anyone help me because I want it done my way.

How childish is that?

Unfortunately this year it has hit me like a ton of bricks and the past two months have finally caught up with me.

All I want to do right now is crawl into bed and ignore everything and everyone.

The thing is, there's a light at the end of the tunnel! I only have 3 weeks left! But if I keep feeling the way I have this past weekend, I have to seriously wonder if I'm going to make it.

Maybe what I need is one day where I stay in bed and do nothing but watch old movies and read. That would be heaven right now.

Now if only I could get rid of all the bad stuff going on in the world, or at least in my world.

Maybe someday . . . but now I have to pick up Kid #3 at preschool.

More later . . .

Well . . . it's all going down tomorrow.

My Father-in-law is going in about 6AM tomorrow morning for his surgery. It will start about 8AM and will take about 4-5 hours. The good news is he doesn't have any underlying conditions (diabetes, heart disease, non-smoker) that would cause any complications. So he should come through it with flying colors . . .

But the thing that gets me (and him too) is that since it's a valve replacement surgery, they have to put him on a bypass machine and take his heart out of his body.

I've been a mess today. I thought I was doing okay . . . and then this morning I starting going through some of my common anxiety stuff.

I know he's going to be okay . . . but I can't help thinking (like I always do) . . .

What if?

Those are horrible words for an anxious, worrisome person like me.

I guess I'll just have to replace those words with . . . He'll be OK.

Easier said then done.