The Twins opener was yesterday and Jay and Zack joined the crowd of baseball fans flocking to the new park.  The game was at 3:00 and although it smelled kind of like rain in the morning, it turned into a glorious day; perfect for baseball in it's natural habitat.

Many members of the Pivec clan were on hand for the historic game and Tom and Kelly gave Zack a ride home, since his Dad had abandoned him and wasn't spotted until after midnight, when he came home bearing gifts for me; one and a half giant pork chops from JD Hoyts.

This is how you stay happily married to me forever; bring me meat.

Anyway, I spent a lovely afternoon all by myself.  After washing the windows so I could appreciate the beautiful day, I went for my second run of the spring and got a whopping four blocks before my legs (joined by my lungs) said "We really don't do this any more."  Little by little, I will persuade them otherwise.  Then I spent the afternoon reading, having gotten all the work I was gonna do done by lunch time.  I had a new tv show on disc from netflix that I'd planned on watching, but the book I'm reading held my attention til Josie got home from volleyball practice, around 9.  I had made myself a BLT for dinner so it was really a great day.

Zack had come home from the ball park earlier and he couldn't stop talking about it.  He stood and raved to me about it being the best park in the country for about a half an hour.  Then, he kept coming back in and interrupting my reading every ten minutes or so to fill me in on other details of the park's wonderfulness as they came back to him.

Zack, who rarely went to Twin's games in the dome, now wants to attend every home game from now on.

Good work, Ball Park!!

My birthday is on Sunday and usually, we don't care about such things, but this one is significant (50) so Katie, my daughter, has decided that we must go out.  She rounded up the girls and we're stopping at Mary Jeanne's for cake and then going to the VFW for karaoke.  She was put off by my tepid enthusiasm.  (See above for my own ideas on what makes a great day.)  It's not that I don't want to go out; it's that I never want to go out.  As I told her, I know I'll have a blast once I'm actually out, I always do.

I have to remind myself that my kids enjoy celebrating.  My attitude has always been more along the lines of 'ugh, God! Why do I have to have a birthday party???'   Sometimes you just have to let the people you love help you out and sometimes you have to let them throw you a party, especially when you know you'll have a lot of fun.

The bottom line is I'm too lazy for fun.  Too comfy having solitary fun. One of my sisters once described me as "a manic depressive who has managed to skip the depressed phase."  That's pretty accurate, as long as your definition of  'manic' includes reading and watching movies at home, alone.  If everyone knew what its like in my head, they'd never come out, either.  But one must, for one's loved ones, so I'll be attending karaoke at the VFW this weekend.  The things I do for my family....




I'm watching a silly little thing called "Moonlight" which is yet another tv drama premised on the idea of a vampire as a private detective.  I know it's been done before, in fact I recall decades back when Australian pop star, Rick Springfield played the Vampire PI.  As I recall, he drove a giant classic car because it had enough trunk space for him to sleep in. 

In this one, the vamps are mostly hot (good) and mostly rich because they've been around so long they know how to rake in the dough.  The PI himself has only been a vamp since 52.  He was turned by his wife, whom he didn't know was a vampire.  He hates being a vampire but doesn't kill people; he's got a vampire buddy who works at a blood bank and gets his goodies there.  Yeah, it's super tough being a vampire.  Anyway, he's falling in love with a human girl so you know this isn't going to end well. 

Also, in this iteration, sunlight is bad but they don't spontaneously combust when touched by it, so it's easy for them to pass themselves off as human.  I only got this on netflix because the lead's best friend is played by my new favorite actor, Jason Dohring. 

He's not in it enough. 

I read a review of this kid which called him 'wildly charismatic' and let me tell ya; understatement of the decade.  He's not one of those guys you'd necessarily notice standing in line at the grocery store; he'd never stop traffic.  But on screen, I find myself unable to watch anyone else. 

If anyone ever wised up enough to make a movie of Georgette Heyer's Cotillion or Friday's Child, he'd be perfect as Freddy or Sherry or any other hero who is not the hot guy the girl wants at the beginning, but the guy who, by the end of the movie, she's is top over teakettle in love with.


Oh, great!  I just saw an ad for Jennifer Lopez's new movie The Backup Plan, and the male lead is the guy playing the main vampire in Moonlight!
 
I'd waaaaay rather watch the other guy.

And I'd rather be turned into the living dead than watch JLo in anything.  She's beautiul but I've eaten sandwiches with more talent.

 

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