Now It's Time to Panic

Arghhh!! Stupid, stupid hope!

The Cubs are choking. Lucy has pulled the football away from me once again, and I am staring at the sky with a bruised butt.

I expected to lose game one. Webb is arguably the best pitcher in the NL. But how could we not beat Doug Frickin’ Davis ?!? What happened to Ted Lilly? Now we have to win the next three. It could happen, but I’m not holding my breath.

The worst part about this is that the Cubs are an old team. This was their best shot, and they are blowing it. Oh well, maybe the new ownership will sign Hunter, A-Rod, and trade for Santana. A boy can dream...

Sleepy Caitlin

I am sitting here watching Scooby Doo with my daughter. It is one of the Scooby Doo Movies with the Harlem Globetrotters. She loves Scooby Doo as much as I did at her age. In retrospect, though, it really isn’t very good. Thank goodness for Wi-Fi and iPods.

Otherwise, Caitlin is fine. She’s a bit sleepy today, so I will be spending much of my day trying to keep her awake. When I’m not poking her I will be doing laundry and cleaning before our trip to Madison. My mom will be here watching Caitlin while we’re gone. It's very sweet of her to help us with Caitlin. Hopefully everything will be fine. It’s not that I don’t trust my mom with Cait; it’s just that I don’t want to be away for a medical emergency.

Just finished reading: Archangel Protocol by Lyda Morehouse
Currently reading: His Majesty’s Dragon by Naomi Novik and a Mad Norwegian Press manuscript