Go Dodgers!

A month or so back, Brad told me that he and his friend, Brian, had been talking about seeing a Dodgers game. Brian had never heard of the famous Dodger Dogs. You know, they're just long Farmer John hot dogs, and I'm wondering if every team is "famous" for their hot dogs. The White Socks Dogs, Cubs Dogs, etc. Let me know if this is true.

So anyway, Brad tested the waters to see if I was also interested in going to a baseball game. At the time it sounded adventurous and I would rather lean on the side of being spontaneous over being a bore. Two days later Brad called me from work, which he never does, and said that he had bought Dodger tickets. I think I had a smile across my face that was not exactly what the heart was portraying. I think I said, "And you were expecting me to go with you?" Sports really isn't my thing. Well, long story short, I went. My mom watched all three of the children, which was a huge help, and Brad, Brian, Brian's girlfriend, and I all went to the game. I participated in the eating, the waves, and the "Charge!". Other than that I can't say I was particularly enthralled. Once, when the boys went to get some food, I leaned over to Jen to talk. When they got back Brad asked, "So, what did I miss?" I answered, "Well, Jen has a brother and a sister. Her sister is getting married in February and she got engaged on Christmas Eve." :) I know, I'm bad. Brad wasn't exactly expecting a serious answer anyway.

We had a good time. Who knows, maybe if we go back again I'll be a hardcore fan and blow him away with my knowledge and interest. It was a very fun experience though, and I enjoyed being with my hubby.