Baseball game, AJ's 100th, Lack of Babies

Hubby & I went to our first White Sox game this past weekend. My sister and nephew went along. We had great seats, the weather ended up being beautiful despite the fact that the whole drive to the ballpark we were in a typhoon. Just as we were walking from our car to the Cell, the clouds parted and the sun came out....AHHHHHH! Cue the angels and harps. LOL. The game was great, even though the Sox lost, it was FABULOUS to be back at US Cellular Field again! When I am there, I feel "home". It's a feeling I cannot describe. I wish we lived closer, or it was closer to us. I would be at every game. Took some so so pictures and got to see which of my guys stayed in shape over the winter. The Sox seem to be having a bit of trouble driving in players who have gotten on base. It's frustrating!! But the weather here in the Chi is still COLD for baseball! Wait until the weather warms...the Sox will be on a roll!! Rolling all the way to the playoffs! Enough of Sunday's game...Today AJ hit his 100th career home run!! Not much pomp and circumstance to it. Hawk & Stonie mentioned it during the game. No return of the ball to AJ, no announcement to the crowd, no ovation from the fans. If I were AJ, that would royally piss me off...he gets absoultely no respect. He's the Rodney Dangerfield of the Sox. Well I stood up and cheered, hooted and hollered here in the house while nursing my temperature and aches. LOVE YOU AJ!! Always will...
Now to babies. According to our adoption agency, April is a "slow" month. Is that twisted or what? A slow month? The whole adoption journey is a strange, crazy and non sensical beast. Most of the time we wish we never started, more now than ever. Who knows if it will ever work out? That remains to be seen. We don't know what lies ahead, but we have accepted that.

Family Dynamics

Ok, this post has nothing really to do with the title of my blog. It's about family, my family, your family and the difference in families. I have a relatively large family, not as large as my hubby's but large for these times. So today I spent a good part of the day with my parents, making travel arrangements to be at my younger brother's wedding coming up in May. I love my parents tons but they absolutely drive me crazy to the extent that when I leave them or they leave me after being together I feel like I have run a marathon when we actually were just talking, having conversation. So here is how today went down. Mom & Dad arrive with the fixings for lunch(turkey, rolls and even chocolate cake for dessert) Now I don't usually have a "lunch" per say. I usually grab whatever I can while doing running around. That's fine, we can eat.We(or I) sit at my computer comparing the many hotel options we have while in TN for the wedding. My way, do it online. Dad's way, call the hotel direct. So ulitmately Dad calling got the lower price. My way is wrong. Whatever. On to the air reservations. Mom-"Julie, how do you know how to buy a ticket online?" "You can even pick our seats?" These are questions you may expect from a 70 something person, and I know this, but it still gets to me. "I just know, Mom."
Mom-"Well how do we know we have a reservation? We can't just use this piece of paper" Dad-"Are you sure it went through?" You get the idea. How do you handle this in your everyday life? Or am I the only one who goes through this? I know I'm not. You love these people that gave you life, maybe more than anyone in this world, but they DRIVE YOU INSANE! I try hard to be a good daughter. Be patient, listen, take their advice into consideration. Why don't they do that with us, their childrenm, when it comes to technology? know I sound like I'm complaining...I am, but I'm not. I guess when the frustration wears off, I sit and think to myself, "How lucky am I to have my parents to drive me crazy?" I have many friends who's parents are no longer here and would love to have their parents back in their lives. They will think I'm a selfish brat, which admittedly I can be. It's just an interesting dynamic, interacting with family.
It's a whole different ballgame(ok, that's the only reference to my blog title). Different players, different location, different relationships. It all just ends up to be the same in the end though, we are families, we love each other (most of the time!), we are there for each other, we fight. But the blood that runs through our parents, runs through us. That gets me thinking, does this mean that our adopted child will ALWAYS think differently than us, since they don't share our blood? My thoughts on that are a definate NO! I think our child will have the same quirky, crazy, annoying habits we have simply because they will be nurtured by us. Yeah...