Detroit Tigers - Opening Day

Comerica Park, Detroit

"A hot dog at the ball park is better than steak at the Ritz."
~ Humphrey Bogart ~


(I'm listening to the game at work)

*** Final ***

Detroit Tigers loss opening 5-4 in the 11th vs KC Royals.

No Boys Allowed

Last night, Cyn, Sue, and I had plans to go to the Blue Goose, to dance and have fun with our favorite band, The Regular Boys.

During the week, Cyn was talking to her friend "Biker Bob" and since he lives within a few miles from the Goose, she invited him up.

Sue, works with "Gay Ted" who lives within, as he says, "crawling distance" of the Goose and knows what fun and crazy times we have, so he too said he'd stop in.

My friend Don, the yacht broker, lives, works, and plays on the water in that area. He knows we go there at least once a month and during the week, I told him we'd be there. He said he'd show up also.

When I picked Cyn up, she said Biker Bob called, he left for warmer weather at the last minute that morning.

Once we were at the Goose, Yacht Man Don called in sick. It's not high school Don ... what? Are you hoping I'll send you to the principal for a paddling! *wink* (Don reads this blog)

Gay Ted? He must have got a better offer than to spend the evening dancing with 3 wild and crazy over 50 women because he never showed or called!

... and we had a blast!

The muscles in my legs hurt from our night of nonstop dancing.

Table for Three, Please

He was tall, well dressed, and quite handsome.

He walked back into my office with confidence and a sheepish smile.

He pulled up a chair to my desk as I handed him our final invoice.

His shirt was crisp white. He was clean shaven.

He had perfect teeth behind his smile.

He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a black leather checkbook.

As he looked down and began to write his personal check out, he spoke.

His voice was low and flirtatious.

He was left handed, and his precise script writing had the backwards slant that most left handed people have.

Before he dotted his "i" and crossed the last "t" ... he asked.

"Will you meet me for a drink when you get off work tonight?"

I answered. With sultry eyes and and a soft but assured voice.

"I will, if I may order two drinks"

He smiled. A big smile.

"You may order what ever you'd like"

I reached for his hand.

The perfectly manicured left hand with an expensive gold band on it.

And I accepted his personal check, the one that had two names on it.

I replied.

"Perfect, then let's call your wife and ask her to join us."

As he stood up, he never lost his composure.

He continued with his smile, looked at me and said ...

"Touche', well played."

Mrs. Fussypants aka Energizer Bunny

Mrs. Fussypants, is Mom to 4 boys, a 5th (boy) to arrive shortly, as well as step mom to a 12 year old daughter. She and her husband are in the process of relocating their family to a new home ... in a different state than her current Tennessee.


I have been reading her blog, Mrs. Fussypants Guide to Life, for a few months now and her endless energy exhausts me!

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Thanks Alli ... bless you!

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