Leader, Follower, or Lemming

So we are at the baseball game tonight.

(Did you notice a trend this year? All the good stories start with this line.)

Any way! I digress. The Royals are playing the Milwaukee Brewers. Somewhere in the 2nd inning, the sound craps out. Yes. No sound. Big clue that they are still running the hot dog race without the goofy music. The umpires look around and keep calling the game.

My first thought was, what a nice evening with little noise. Contrast that to Rob’s thought, that “I guess they still need to run the ads due to contractual obligations”.

But Rob’s next comment was more interesting. The crowd doesn’t know what to do with out the cue music.Duh! Is it a strike, an out? Do I clap? WTF???? Confusion!!!!!

But step aside for a moment and think about how often this is true in so many other parts of our lives.

Do you lead the pack and tell/show folks what to do? By job, example, or authority? Do they look to you because of what you do???? Are you a good influence or a bell ringer?

Are you the drooling Pavlovian dog after the bell rings, just sitting there patiently for your biscuit? You know you don’t need the biscuit, but you sit and drool any way because that is what you were taught.

Or are you a lemming? Mindlessly going through life just keeping up with the crowd. Breaking free is hard. Lots of extra running and pushing rocks.

Personally, I give the dog a lot of credit here. Conditioning, good or bad, can be overcome. That and at the end of the day, the dog is STILL excited to go for a walk.

Your choice. In the meantime, enjoy a nice quiet evening at the K. Royals are beating the Brewers.


Keeping Score

Please forgive, I am seriously behind in my posting. Between work, life, camping, and general craziness I have barely got my walks and exercise in.

So today’s question. . . How do you keep score?

Are you one of those people that tick and tack every single thing, remembering all the details, and mashing over the minutia until your eyes bleed????

Or are you the kind that rolls with the punches, bright-eyed Polly Anna that it will all work out / even out in the end.


So what does keeping score have to do with healthy living?? Everything!! It tracks your progress. Not just what you did today, but also how far you have come.

This evening, I was looking back at the last couple games for Alex Gordon. Poor guy has been making good contact with the ball, but in looking at his past at bats, the outs were made 4-3 , 4-3, 4-3, struck out swinging, etc, etc, etc. It got me thinking that at the end of the day, it’s just stats that you are looking back at. No matter what happened yesterday, you still have a chance at this “at bat” to make a difference. A chance to make a change.

Same with healthy living, exercise, good choices, and supportive teams. Each day you have a choice to do the right thing.

So seize your At Bat today. Swing for the fences and make that reflection you see in the mirror proud of every play.


Book Dude

As you know, we’ve been going to the Royal’s games.  On Yahoo today, there was a post that the Royal’s fans are so tired of loosing, check out what this fan was doing during the Tueday night game. 

Yikes!!!  Was my first thought.  Did they actually get a picture of me sewing the binding on my Kandinsky quilt?  click.     wait.    whew!!!!  Just Book Dude in the front row. 


So glad it wasn’t me.

Getting the Walk in

Today was much busier than anticipated. Goal get a walk in. No go at work.

Choice #1 go to Whole Foods and do shopping before Royals game to night.

Choice #2 look into those beautiful puppy dog eyes and walk the dog.

Duh!!! #2 was the clear winner


Royals seem to be doing much better tonight. Mid 5, we are up 3-2

My new favorite cook is Janet. She made an excellent dinner. Poor Rob. Didn’t get superb service. The order taker messed up, and it took 1 full inning before they realized. 2 innings later. FINALLY food. Yikes!!!!!

So I was pulling pictures up today. This was April 2009 at my darling niece, Samantha’s, wedding


And last night.


Pretty cool looking with my handsome honey. EH????

Modern Day Foraging

Tuesday night at the K. The Royals still have not won a game. As I write this, we are 1-1 top of the 6th. Stats wise Royals continue to do well. But they are not converting action to runs.

But I got to thinking, since we have been eating stadium food nearly every night. Eating at the K is a lot HARDER than eating on the road for work.


Ask for what you want.

Today’s forage was grilled meat with veggies. I waited until the lady wasn’t stressed or really busy. “May I have extra veggies and meat instead of bread and fries?”. Sure Hun!

Even the lady in front of me was impressed and asked for her order to change a bit.

I have been soooooo impressed with the K staff. They are friendly, polite, and just dang nice!

Got to go. Garth Brooks is singing!!!

Oh. I almost forgot my excise today

4 sets wall push ups
4 sets tri’s with my mini weights
5 sets leg butt crunches
35 minute walk with my bud Shirley
Picked up sticks and dog poop (just has to be done)

Opening Day at the K

So, our family is doing baseball this year. Royals baseball. Not the Giants. But hey. It’s
Iike fishing. Any day on the lake is better than “_________”

Back in January, Rob had been lurking on the ticket site. He panned and scanned every seat selection he could. At the end of the day, we weren’t buying tickets unless he could park his bottom in the seat first. One hour later, we were the proud owner of season tickets.

For weeks, Rob would giggle and ask how many days until opening day. It only got worse once pitchers and catchers reported in Surprise Arizona. Finally we started to see if he could go at least 1 day without speaking Royals.

April was finally upon us. The 13th was counting down day by day. What time do we leave? What do we do with Buck? Oh shoot!!!!! The kids have school that day!!!!!! Now what. By Wednesday night, we decided to have a family day and keep the boys home from school. After all, you don’t get to do opening day with your folks every year.

5:30 am Friday
I still needed to work. Yes work. But the countdown was officially on. T minus 7 hours until we left. Nearly 3 hours of work later, we rousted the boys and went to Mimi’s for breakfast. That meant
just 4 hours left! Now I am getting excited.

11:30 am
done with work (I think they sensed not much was happening). Time to get Buck to the kennel. We had to take him in early, as we were heading out to Huntsdale MO to bike the Katy Trail.

12:30 pm
texting Carrie to see if/ when they will arrive. Nope, they beat us to the ball park by over 3 hours (she lost that battle).

Tickets. Check
Parking pass. Check
Wind breaker. Check
Weather? It’s going to pass

Okay everyone! Pile into Jeepy. “Mom! There is no room in the back seat!!!”

Tough!! We’re taking the van camping tomorrow so suck it up (that and the last thing I want to do at 7am Saturday is stop for gas on the way out).

Finally, we arrive at the K. No traffic until the exit, then every single cluster $&#%, thinks there is only 1 lane to turn right.

We were obviously not the first ones to arrive. The tailgaters covered every patch of grass. You wouldn’t believe the set ups that some of these folks had. Rain flys. Grills, smokers, and lots and lots of beer. Kegs of beers. Weave thru the masses, get parked in Lot M. “hey Jule, park next to the yellow line”.

Got everything? Car locked? Go!!!!!

In to gate C we marched. No crowds. Thank you Rob!!!!!


the opening ceremony was wonderful. Our finest men and women from Whiteman AFB, unfurled a flag that was as big as the outfield. The infield had Royal alumni and both teams. A jazz player, last name Washington, played the SPB on alto sax. Amazing.
To top it off, we had a flyover from the B2 out of Whiteman AFB. Believe me. You see it before you hear it.


Finally George Brett threw out the first pitch. Rob kept asking if I wanted to go explore. Nope. I had to keep my butt in the seat. I didn’t want to miss anything.

What a terrific day to be outside with my 3 favorite people in the world.