There's something about the combination of rain and baseball that I just love. It's exciting, it's relaxing, it's nostalgic, it's just one of my favorite things. I caught the last 1/2 of the Sox game last night and all the fans were their with their umbrellas and slickers (excuse my Grandpa terminology) and everyone looked like they were having so much fun! I just wanted to be there so bad. But I had to settle for watching it from my couch, which had it's good points too, as I got to be in pajama-ware and pass out as soon as the game was over.

Conan was awesome by the way. I got in. I got good seats. And he was just funny funny funny the whole time. It was worth the tormenting 3 hours of standing in line.

And now I am off to help in the preschool again. We'll see if there's anymore delightful blood talk at the lunch table today. Mmmmmmmmm...blood! (that was a joke.)