There's no place like home...
Baseball season doesn't make it any easier. I want to go to Fenway. I want to wear a thick coat and see my breath in the air. I want to smell fall, jump in the leaves, and hate the Yankees with pride. I want to trick or treat a day early, eat a buffalo wrap with waffle fries at Friendly's, and smell the oil as we turn on the heat in our little house.
Humph!
Anyway,
GO SOX!!
You're WICKED cool!
1 comment:
just come visit us in Utah. You can do all of that, except for the fenway part. I'll make you waffles....but you'll have to show me how. :)
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