These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
My faith is well-placed
It's tied 7-7 in the 7th. Cubs/Cards. This is exciting baseball, and Lou Piniella's Cubs seldom find themselves completely out of a game. Last year, it seemed if we fell behind by a run or two, it was over. But this year there's a new sheriff pacing the dugout, and so far I'm impressed with the improvement.
(Robbie Gould of the Bears is singing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame." And I thought I was tone deaf! Perhaps I judge too harshly. Maybe he's younger than he looks and his voice is still breaking. He does sound more than a little like Peter Brady.)
There's only one dark cloud on my horizon: Ron Santo, #10 All-Star third baseman and lovably loopy Cubs announcer, is in the hospital. Irregular heartbeat. Please get well, Ronnie. My prayers are with you.
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