After a very late night last night, and several nights before, I am truly appreciating going to bed early. Having a little one that wakes up to be fed in the middle of the night makes being a sports fan very difficult. That being said, what an amazing time to be a Boston sports fan. The Sox just won the World Series (SWEPT the crazy winning Rockies, SWEPT them!), Pats are undefeated (and might I add, pretty easily) and the Celts are going to be much improved for this season!
Unfortunately we don’t have cable so being a Celts fan is going to be tough. We have to beg borrow and plead with friends to invade their house with screaming infant in tow. At least he’s fun to watch.
Enough sports talk for a month.
I got home this morning from a mom’s group and walked right into a pile of poop from my dog. Let me give you a little background…I have an aging mini schnauzer my husband and I adopted two years ago. We knew he was old. We did not know he would chose to relieve himself in our house in lieu of going outside long before his time on this planet is up. What a great way to enter the house this morning-setting E down in his chair so I could eat and walking right threw a pile of poop! And I even had to throw away the slippers I was wearing it was so awful. As though taking care of a baby isn’t enough….
