The most American thing I can think of to do on Memorial Day is to go to a baseball game. Fernando bought me a cute Mets hat for my birthday and I was ready to put it to some good use. I got online and found us some tickets and took him as a suprise to the game to show my appreciation for the hat. I am of the absolute belief that if you are going to go to a baseball game, you have to have the whole experience. (Which for me means some bad food and singing "take me out to the ball game" in the seventh inning. So, hotdogs, peanuts, beer, kettle corn (I know, I know, its not crackerjacks, but close enough) were on the menu. If you look closely at the picture, you can see the nice beautiful peanut remnants in my teeth. I have no shame.
1 comment:
very nice picture. :) Sounds like fun.
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