Thursday, June 3, 2010

Fenway Wednesday

Yesterday after work I went to see an apartment because I think I'm going to move*.

On my way to the place, my friend A called and said:
"Hey. A customer just came into the store and gave me two Red Sox tickets. Do you wanna go?"
To which I replied:
"Um, hell yes I wanna go!"

So we went.
This is me in the T. It's the Park Street Station where we switched from the red to the green line.
We hate the green line. Don't let A's smile fool you. You may wonder what makes the green line so awful...
It's this:
It's always SO packed because EVERYONE is going where you're going. No matter where you're going...

But! We got there eventually and immediately fortified ourselves with beer! At $8.50 per cup!
You may notice my wide eyed expression in this shot. It's because A pointed out this -
Italian sausage and Fenway franks. Oh hell yes we did.
Here's A enjoying the very delicious frank. She got some mustard on her pants, but we lived through it.
You may wonder why there are no shots of the actual game. Well, we were very VERY far away. I took some pictures but the players were like gnats they were so small.

And really, wouldn't you rather see pictures of happy girls consuming alcohol and salted processed eats?
I thought so.


*Yes, I think I'm moving to get to a place where I can let out the cats and not listen to trains and buses every five seconds during the night. I can't wait for my Man to realize we should live together - he isn't ready. So, I'll sign a freaking year lease and hopefully break it when he is ready. You can't force someone to go faster than they think is right. You can only force them to help you move all of your heavy furniture over and over again until they get tired of it...

1 comment:

Wonderland said...

Excellent decision, sweet girl. On all fronts.