Well, history was made last night. I don't mean the Phillies playing back to back in the World Series. I mean I watched the whole game--3 and 1/2 hours!--at home alone. When I say I watched the whole game I don't mean I sat in front of the TV for all that time. But the TV was definitely on and there were periods when I sat on the sofa and watched a bunch of guys do a lot of vigorous spitting and chewing. Yuck! I would hate to be the one mopping up the floors in those dugouts.
In between my sit down sessions, I kept busy--doing laundry, filing my nails, checking email or playing scrabble on the computer and even giving myself a facial. But after completing every task, I circled back to the room with the TV to spend some time rooting for the home team. My father and brother, both die hard baseball fans, would have been proud.
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