I’m beyond far behind on blogging. I have so many things I want to post about and just need to find the time and energy to do it, as opposed to just passing out on the couch post-dinner, which is pretty much the status quo as of late.
A couple of weeks ago I went to my second major league baseball game, this time to see the San Francisco Giants take on the Colorado Rockies.
See, a friend of ours is involved with the JDRF and as part of their fundraising efforts, they had an event at AT&T stadium. BK and I got to come along for the ride, although we got there for the tail end of the pre-game tailgate party due to our respective jobs. Michelle’s got the full recap here.
Here’s what I’ve realized, and yes I know it makes me probably about as un-American as you can get, but so be it: I really don’t like baseball. I find it very, very boring. Fortunately for me, the view from the Giants’ stadium is very beautiful.
Also, the second thing that makes me very happy is that many baseball stadiums are getting hip to the gluten-free thing.
I got to happily chow down on a hot dog with a gluten-free bun and sip a Redbridge. Of course, these items set me back a combined $16.50 (wowza!) but it was nice to be able to feel like, well, one of the crowd.