Thursday, August 30, 2007

My baseball weekend to end the "Summer of Jeff"

Where are you Mrs. Rosewater?
By
JT Pilaf



Last weekend was my farewell song to the "Summer of Jeff" and what a summer it was. Friday after work we traveled down to Auburn to see the Doubledays (Toronto's A affiliate) take on the Cross Cutters of Williamsport (The Phillies youth in training). As you can see our seats were close to the action, second row, right next to the Cutters bench on the first base side. We saw the Doubledays starting pitcher of the first game throw a no-hitter thru 3 innings and he finished wth just one hit after four. No one knows why he was pulled and we asked, oh we asked. The home town Doubledays won the first game 4-1.

Emma took the bubblegum picture, she makes me laugh, you had to be there. We had a wonderful night. The stars were out and we had a waitress getting us anything we wanted to eat or drink (unfortunately, it wasn't free). Emma always says to me at the ballpark, "It's all about the food, dad". Truer words could not be spoken.


Then, Sunday was Zach's baseball banquet at Dunn Tire Park. Free, all you can eat hot dogs and hamburgers and pop. The mornning was perfect and Zach was handed his (just for playing) trophy. The Bisons/ Yankees game followed the banquet and admittedly I was torn.





His coach had some really nice things to say about Zach's season and his smile while playing the game.

Zach really liked him as his coach.















Kei Igawa was throwing for the SWB Yankees and the Bisons (like everyone else up in the bigs before his demotion) hit his high fastball. He's a lot smaller than I thought. But he's got strong thighs.











After the game Buster finally married Belle and made her an honest women. They served cake and ice cream for the kids after the game. Emma was giving Belle some advise on keeping Buster happy.
Of course she loved the reception afterwards too. They played the High School Musical soundtrack.












On Monday I decided to have surgery on the back of my neck. I had some excess fat removed that was bugging me. Too many hot dogs and beers and the ball parks I imagine.









Don't I look better now? You can't even see the scar.
I should have gone to a tanning salon and had them touch up the back of my neck with some tanning spray. Talk about "redneck geek" ...sheesh.













Tuesday night we went to the Bisons last home game of the regular season with Aunt B, Uncle Geo, and Jenna. The night was absolutely gorgeous. The moon, huge and orange, but that might have been the donut in the Tim Horton's ad sign, they both looked the same to me. Where's Mars?














The night was capped off by fireworks that reminded Sandra of her wedding night. Her words not mine, well... maybe mine, I can't remember.






Monday, August 20, 2007

I not sayin'... I'm just sayin'

"The Summer of Jeff"
by JT Pilaf


Even driving a PT Loser couldn't bring down my spirits in "The Summer of Jeff". This summer the planets are aligned, the birds are chirpping, and mother nature is taking care of #1 (me).
I'm not even being selfish... things are just falling in place for "The Summer of Jeff". I've only worked 32 hours since June 26th.

In "The Summer of Jeff" funny glasses are optional... I chose to wear these. Not because my eyesight is going. It is. Not because it brings out all the colors of the rainbow. It does. It's because, anytime I can look at Sandra's chest with 3-D glasses it's always an added bonus. Who wouldn't want a charmer like this in their lives?


I've been to quite a few ballgames, Pittsburgh, Buffalo, Erie, Batavia, basically the four corners of the world. Here's Zach getting Tom Gorzelany's autograph. Piittsburgh, Zach's favorite team, lost both games to the Rockies when we were there. The Dippin' Dots were very good.

I've also gone international this summer. I had a great time at Watkins Glen International Raceway. Ricky Rudd (my favorite driver) unfortunately didn't fiinish the race, but we shared a fried bologna together during lap 85 when his car came in after electrical failure. Here's a pic of Ricky's 88 Snicker car calling in his order with everything on it. What a great guy. He just recently announced he's retiring at the end of the season. I guess I need a new driver now. Stewart... Truex???





Still plenty to do in the "Summer of Jeff".

Friday, August 03, 2007

Happy Birthday, Daddy! Love from Oliver


Nonna told me it's never to early to start blogging on the family blog. You're the best Dad ever!
Since it's your birthday I might let you sleep in a little-unless I'm really hungry........