On Friday morning last week I was mad at LFD. I had made plans with Pocklock to watch Lylabean that day and all was set. A couple days before LFD decided he wanted to have a family day and go to the zoo. Fine. I canceled on Pocklock and felt awful about it. I really wanted to watch Lyla. I really wanted Li’l Foot to have an opportunity to hang with her best friend. I wanted the chance to hang with my god daughter.
A side story. When Li’l Foot was a baby, Pocklock watched her every other Friday, during that first summer. I had summer Fridays on the other Fridays. Pocklock and Li’l Foot formed unbreakable bonds. Those two are peas in a pod when we get together. Li’l Foot ADORES Pocklock. I LOVE that! I am very lucky to have a best friend who is also my little girl’s best friend. Someday that will come in very handy for Li’l Foot, I’m sure. So I’m being open and honest in saying that I am jealous. I want with Lyla what Pocklock has with Li’l Foot. So to say the least, I was bummed when LFD kaboshed my plans. But I knew family time was important too, so I was accepting of it. I love the zoo and I knew Li’l Foot would love it too.
Except Friday morning LFD decided he didn’t want to go to the zoo anymore because he had to work over time that night from midnight until 8 a.m. on Saturday morning. He didn’t want to walk around the zoo all day and then have to work a few hours later. By then though it was too late for Pocklock to change plans for the replacement arrangements she made with her mom to watch Lyla.
So I was mad. Now, not only was I not going to the zoo, but I also wasn’t watching Lyla. By the time all these decisions were made, Li’l Foot was dressed and ready to go. When all this went down I was pissed at LFD so I took off Li’l Foot’s shirt and replaced it with her Red Sox shirt. Take that, mind changing, plan kaboshing LFD!
And then I got dressed and donned my Red Sox hat. And remember this is all after attending the Yankee game with LFD and our priest friend, the night before in which they lost! Insult meet injury…BOOYAH!!! And then LFD donned his Yankee hat. He was outnumbered. Humph!
We went out. We went and saw the new Ice Age movie. It was awesome! So cute! Then we headed to the mall to find some 4th of July outfits. While wandering around the mall, we definitely attracted looks and stares and comments. We always walk into our mall the same way. Through the food court which brings us directly past the carousel which winds up being leverage for making a certain toddler behave. By the end of the mall excursion she really wanted to go on the carousel and “ride the horsies”! So on our way out she rode the carousel. While on line the gentleman running the carousel took notice of our hats. He said something to the effect of, “I notice you’re a Red Sox fan and your husband’s a Yankee fan, how’s that going for ya?” I told him it goes fine and let it go.
Li’l Foot and I rode the carousel with LFD looking on from the seats around the carousel. One spin around I noticed him get up and walk over to the gentleman and talk to him. When I got off the carousel, the gentleman stopped me and said, “your husband said to ask you why you’re a Red Sox fan?” I giggled! I can’t help it. And then followed it up with an eye roll and said, “there are many reasons but the one he wants me to tell you is because I can’t stand Kate Smith!”
Well apparently I truly was set up to have this conversation with THIS man about THIS topic. He turned to me and said, “awwww, that makes me sad…when I was a little boy I was on Kate Smith’s show. She used to tell stories to little kids and I was one of the kids.” I looked at him, like, seriously? SERIOUSLY? I was totally set up! He HAD to be kidding, right? He totally wasn’t and felt so bad. Poor old man…I think I shattered his soul in one statement. **sigh** my luck! And yet, coulldn’t be prouder that I was a Red Sox fan, because SERIOUSLY…Kate Smith…ugh!!! I’ve had to be subjected to her singing IN PERSON not once but TWICE in the past FOUR days!!! That is more than anyone should have to ever be subjected to! EVER!
Also, both games I went to, the Yankees lost. I did my job. I’m fairly certain I will not be invited back to a game by either friend…EVER again!
