I wasn't going to tell anyone, but Pete went to one last game today. How could I refuse when his grandparents invited him to a day game? (I've never even been to a day game.) And of course they were losing, losing, losing, then rallied at the eleventh hour to get everyone's hopes up, and then ended up going down 6-5 anyhow.
I had been drafting a "Pete's Curse Is Over!" post all afternoon in my brain. Sigh.
For God's sake, Karen... we've only got a 5-game lead! We can't afford to let Pete go to any more games, which is why he's being transferred to the Juneau office. Really... it's for the best. If things go well, he can even come home for Thanksgiving.
Posted by: TwoBusy | August 16, 2007 at 08:43 AM
I know. I know. It's just that I'm going to miss him so much.
Posted by: Karen | August 16, 2007 at 11:35 AM
Thank goodness Stephanie is home now.
Posted by: Susan | August 16, 2007 at 01:12 PM