Baseball Season Has Arrived!

This is the first year Bubbie has had the opportunity to show us his skills. Blastball is our newest addition to the family schedule. It's a chance for the little ones to learn how to play baseball. Very basic. They have to hit the ball and make it to first base, which is like an over-sized whoopie cushion. What little boy doesn't love that? Bats, balls, and obnoxious noises.

Bubbie has his dad's baseball skills - which are actually quite good. In fact, we have to make sure he lets the other kids have a chance to catch the ball. If no one seems to be reacting (fast enough for him), he takes care of it no matter what his position.

At his last game, he hit the ball and somehow it came back toward the line between home and first. He just kept running, hopped over it, and made it to second - no problem. I guess the fact that there's always flying objects in our house is finally paying off. :)

Bon Jovi, BABY!!!!

Seeing how I'm about to turn 35, I think Bon Jovi is a great

way to kick off my midlife crisis. I can't believe April 10th

has already come and gone. I really need it to come again

and soon!

Here's the 4-1-1....Sixteen momma's gettin' all hot and ready

to rock all night. It takes a lot of prep work at this age. Got

to get the tan, nails, hair and all the other fake stuff

into position. Hoppin' in the mini van and heading to Big D

for a night of fun!

We all met in the West End - it's been at least a decade

since I've been down there! Dinner was served up at

TGI Friday's. It was a fabulous night to sit outside!

We ladies had ourselves a blast sitting outside enjoying

the perfect evening.

After dinner, it was time to hop on the Gator bus. This

was definitely the most fun bus ride ever! It was covered

top to bottom with autographs, and we made sure we

left our marks. Jovi was blasting and we were rockin'

all the way to the American Airlines Center.

We knew we had some cheap seats, but we were not

expecting to be in the VERY top row!! We were split

into two groups because of the way we had to purchase

the tickets. The other girls were about ten rows ahead

of us. hands were literally grabbing the cup holders.

How were we going to dance without falling on

our heads?? The concert started and we adjusted. You

gotta make the best of it, right?

Early in the concert, a lady came up and asked us

how many were in our group. Eight was our lucky

number! She had eight tickets down on the floor!!

Talk about some ecstatic women!! We ran, screaming

all the way, down to our floor seats! Doesn't get better

than that!!

That hot 47 year old Jersey boy can sure put on

a great show!! We rocked. We swayed. We were

so sore by the end of the show!! He is a classic! A

great performer and I can't wait to go the next concert!

As for me and the girls, we're still recovering. It takes

a little longer at our age, but that's okay. We just relish

it longer!