Old & Boring

I feel as I get older, that I'm becoming more and more boring.  I really don't want to go out every night; I rarely even want to go out anymore. 

 

I'll do it every once in a while, but I feel that "ugh, I went out last weekend, do I really have to do it again?" has become a commonplace phrase in this house.  I would much rather sit at home, watching reruns of The First 48 or some other crazy A&E show.  I've always enjoyed just hanging out with people at either our house or going to someone else's house.  Is this just something that comes with age?  I'm only 29, but for me, a night at home with the dog and the hubby and a bottle of wine is much more fun than spending $6 a pop for a vodka and soda.

 

 

 

I mean, wouldn't you want to spend all of your days with the two of these guys?  I know that I would.  It's especially becoming more and more important as work becomes more and more unbearable.

 

Maybe that's another reason why staying at home just seems more appealing; there is a good possibility that after dealing with people all day at work, I'm just not sure I can take it any more after 5pm.

 

I guess it's not so bad to hang out with these two all the time.  They do tend to make my life way more enjoyable.

 

 

 



Another Saturday Night Barons Game

This past weekend, we also went to another Barons game.  It has definitely become one of my favorite things to do in Birmingham especially with the new stadium.

 

Section 102 has become our favorite section; right on the third base line.  And I have yet to be scared by any sort of foul ball, so we'll continue to sit there until someone gets knocked unconscious.

 

It was a pretty night, up until about the fourth inning when it decided to start lightening, so B and I took cover under the stands and found even better seats than we had to begin with.  They never actually called the game on account of the lightening  or the rain.  And especially after the rain, the place got much much cooler, and it was pretty perfect outside.

 

I love graffiti.  Especially funny ones.

 

Rain during the game plus a pretty hefty Barons lead tends to lead to impromptu photo shoots of funny faces.

 

It's even better when B plays along... 

 

 

 



My Husband Held a Baby This Weekend...

and I have proof.

 

B and I are notorious for not holding babies.  I'm not really sure why B doesn't; children seem to love him.  But you know how when you're sitting somewhere and some people start playing with a ball, and you just know that you're about to get hit?  That's how I am with children; they just seem to get all sad when I'm near them and start crying and doing whatever else children do to show their displeasure with the current situation.

 

This weekend we went to see sweet Zoe; she was born on Christmas Day, and has to be the cutest girl in the whole world.  Her parents had also just bought a new house, so we were excited to see it.

 

 

Doesn't he just look like a natural?  And look at the baby!!  Those big brown eyes!  Got to love her.

 

 

 

And Zoe's sweet momma.  Look at the baby Zoe just admiring her!  I love this picture! 

 

It was such a good evening spending time with these guys.  We sure do love them!  I can't wait to watch Zoe grow up!