I was at a baseball game the other day (every day) and I heard a mom say, “I have to send the family to Noodles just to have time to go to the grocery store!” And I was like, “I hear ya sister!” But I only said that it my head because I had never seen any of these parents before, which is weird. Then I heard a dad say, “Ugh! Noodles! I refuse to go there! You can buy 4 pounds of noodles for what it costs for one meal. It drives me crazy, etc.” And I said, “Those dry noodles aren’t going to cook themselves, jerk.” Just in my head again. Clearly, I needed to move someplace else, which I waited to do until one of the parents said Luke just made a lucky catch to tag a kid out as he stole home.
What is my point? I have been watching a lot of baseball. In the picture above, I am doing the pitch count during one rainy game. So focused. Jack was playing with my phone and clearly, I have been so busy with baseball, I have not had time to blog, or get my eyebrows waxed.