Good Plan goes Awry

It’s been so long since I’ve written on my blog that I almost feel like I need to re-introduce myself.  You must remember me?   I’m the one that had a good hair day last summer?  Truly.  That one day was the BEST! 

(last September I told the whole good hair saga so if you’re interested, that’s where you’ll find it.)  I’m still waiting for a repeat BTW.  Life is so not fair.

Moving on.  Let me show you what the Woolies were up to at my house:

We spent the day making quilts for Quilts of Valor – for our wounded veterans.  I believe we finished 3 tops and had good starts on 3 more.  Plus binding sewn on one.  A good day.  I finished another top myself last night and the Woolies will gather again this week for a repeat. 

Now for this part you might need to refer to my last post where I outlined my “plan” regarding Florida/Spring Training/Joe Mauer/drunkenness.  I’ll pause for a minute here while you look that up………………….

Ready?  Ok.  The thing is, the plan didn’t go according to plan.  I did my part.  I was in Florida, at the Spring Training stadium, nice and early so we could watch the warm-ups.  Did I talk to Joe?  NO.  There were so many cute, screaming chickee-poos hanging around trying to propose marriage to him that he just didn’t have time for a couple words with his old friend.  Hello?  I mean ME!!  No, I’ve never met him but I have watched him play baseball so that’s practically like we know each other, isn’t it?  It isn’t?  Well anyway, I wasn’t able to sneak in a chance to get him drunk either so that didn’t work out.  If you’re a non-Minnesotan you might not know “my Joe” so here’s a picture from training camp:

He is a bit of a cutie, isn’t he?  Yep, 26 years old.  My 2 sons are about his age.  I would have invited him over for a tall, cold one but if he’s not going to talk to me, I’ll drink it myself.  There are by the way, a number of other really good players on the team – none of whom talked to me either.  Sheesh.  Their loss.   

The point I’m trying to make tho is that Joe really is a very, very, very good ball player.  He is so good that he just signed a new contract with the Twins to play for them for the next 8 years for a cool $185 million!!!  So even if he wasn’t cute, he’d be cute now, right?  You can’t possibly feel sorry for him – young, playing ball, making a fortune.  And yet.  How strange his life is/will be. Even non-baseball fans in Minnesota know him.  He’s the guy that made sideburns popular!  When you’re famous and wealthy, how do you go out in public?  Make friends?  Have a girlfriend?  Do you have to spend all your non-baseball hours figuring out what to do with and how to keep all that money?  How many “friends”will he now have who’d like to “help” him by spending some of his money for him?  How do you trust anyone?  He appears to be a genuinely nice guy but how will this change him?  Poor Joe.  And I’m not sure how I mean that.

Well, I guess my questions will remain unanswered as apparently Joe & I aren’t speaking………….

Enuf.  I really don’t obsess about handsome, young, rich men.  You know I’m just being silly but I did kinda get off on a rant on the money thing there.  Sorry about that.  Musta misplaced my delete button.

Moving on.  Referring back to all the earlier drooling over “My Joe”, I need to explain that Mr. Picket Fence and I just returned from 10 wonderful days in Florida.  Our main purpose was to watch some spring training games.  We’ve never been there before but I sure hope we go again.  It was cooler than normal there but of course we thought it was wonderful.  Mid 70’s in March? Twice it was over 80.  Hallelujah!  We even managed a little sunburn.  Heavenly.  We watched ball games, went sightseeing, dipped our toes in the Gulf and in the sand & watched dolphins play, (we don’t see a lot of that in Minnesota).  We took a boat – not the kind with oars, the kind that holds 500 passengers and goes really fast – to Key West.  Some  passengers really should have taken seasickness pills before boarding and that’s enuf said about that.  (We were fine.) 

I thought Key West was an amazing place.  The water really is that beautiful aqua green you see in pictures.  They have made a very strong effort to keep and restore old buildings which were absolutely amazing.  We saw Hemmingway’s house and Trumann’s white house and many other famous places.  I even got to see a rooster strolling down the street.  I’m telling ya, it was the coolest place.   I’m going to throw in a bunch of pictures from Florida:

Oops, how did I get another pic of Joe in here?  tee hee.

Hammond Stadium, Ft. Myers, Florida, night game.  We got rained out in the 8th inning and that was before we figured out how to park in the handicap lot.  We were VERY WET.  It took 2 days for my sweatshirt jacket to dry out….

My tootsies on the beach of Sanibel Island

These next photos are all Key West shots:

 

 

Chickens/roosters roam free and are protected.  How fun is that?

What’s this???  When in Rome, do as the Romans.  When at Key West, eat Key Lime Pie!  Delish..

 

It’s not spring here in Minnesota, it’s mud season.    And you know that Baxter is almost perfect now but we still have an issue with muddy feet.  My poor floors…

I almost forgot – in honor of the fact that I’ve had over 25,000 visitors here I want to give away a little pillow I stitched up for spring.

If you leave a comment on this blog, your name will be entered in the drawing.  I will announce the winner next Monday, the 29th.

Ms. Faye