Exhausted

I’m exhausted, not a good time to write I suppose. Also have a horrible headache verging on what I believe to be a migraine, but there are some things I want to remember from today and I won’t unless I do this now.

Rachel Alexandra:
I missed the Preakness due to Frank’s baseball game and the event at the wine bar (and we don’t have any tv’s in the wine bar), but I can tell you I was online every minute checking to see who won. Thirteen minutes later it was FINALLY posted that Rachel Alexandra won. Never a feminist, just the time I was born I guess, or maybe that my mother WAS so I never would be . . . and I don’t necessarily equate fillies and feminism, BUT I have to tell you that I was so excited that a filly won the preakness that the girls at the wine bar automatically assumed I had money on the race, which I did not. I just think its great . . . those colts always think they’re so hot (not really, I’m just kidding). This may be the only time in my life I use the phrase "you go girl," with any conviction (or at all).

Frank’s baseball game:
Frankie did so well tonight. When I first got there he was sitting out the inning, but then the catcher was injured so he went in. Like I said, he did really well. But I h*te those little b*st&r!s that steal bases. There wasn’t any way Frank could get all the wild pitches he was supposed to catch, and of course he blamed himself for how many kids stole bases. I just don’t think when the ball rolls under the fence (behind home plate) in Little League that the kids should be allowed to steal home. I was actually one of those parents you simply wish weren’t at games today, although I was (relatively) quiet about it. I can tell you I was really pissed. I’ll reference back to this in a minute.

Cline Event at the Wine Bar:
It ended up being an almost sold out event, which was great (I think I use this word too much, but I’m tired and my head hurts, so here it is--everything is great). Let this serve as a reminder to myself that I should never have as many OPTIONS again as I did tonight. Wine tasting with dinner; wine tasting without dinner; dinner without wine tasting; none of the above, order off the tapas menu and wine list. And if that wasn’t bad enough, one table only wanted HALF of the prix fixe dinner. OMG.

Reference Back:
The Pepples, whose son Reese was on the opposing team tonight, were at the wine event. Sherri and I often share similar opinions; and she says she really cannot attend her kids’ sporting events because she gets so upset. Yep, me too. Bob, on the other hand, thinks the whole stealing thing is a good thing because its the game of baseball and they have to learn sometime that that is the way the game is played. Yeah, he’s right, but not when MY son is catching, okay?

Anniversary:
I guess when you have two kids and a wine bar, there really isn’t time for anniversaries, but everybody who was there tonight wished ME a happy one (since Doug was home with the boys). No big deal, just mildly funny.

Kept getting funny texts and emails all night, which made the night bearable. Otherwise, wine events aren’t really all that fun if my favorite customers aren’t there, and they weren’t. I love Cline wines, but I didn’t taste a single one tonight, just not in the mood, good thing there are still some in the cellar.

I think there was more I wanted to remember to write about, but I’m spent and every single inch of my body aches. I hope I feel better tomorrow.