Oh, what a true statement that is. Last night we did a sitter-trade with another couple and Maggie, Ian and I went to the Jacksonville Suns baseball game. I am not kidding you when I say it was blazin. I mean, we got there after dark and there was literally no breeze at all. I was wearing a white shirt and I thought I might be able to enter a wet t-shirt contest if they had one between innings. They didn't hold one of those contests, but lucky for us they held the "TNT Balloon Buster" contest where these lucky fellas and Hooters girls tried to bust a balloon between their bodies without using their hands. Made me proud I took my daughter to America's game.
Why do the Hooters girls wear hose? It looks crazy.
Anyway, it was good to get out, but I just think a baseball game in Florida at the end of July just shouldn't be allowed. Another few things that shouldn't be allowed...tube tops, bra straps hanging out of shirts, tongue kissing in public, and shorts that show your hiney. I was just praying that Maggie would NEVER try to walk out of the house in some of the outfits those people were wearing.
How OLD do I sound right now?
3 comments:
h-y-s-t-e-r-i-c-a-l-!...sharing the angst of "what in the world is the matter with the world?!!"...love you!....nonnie
makes me feel great about having a daughter in times like these...
we actually did that game at club this year. But I had the bright idea to blindfold the couples. It ended with a high school girl getting humped in front of the entire club. Fantastic.
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