Sandy loves Indians games. Jeremy loves Indians games. I love both those people… just in different ways. So, when Sandy asked if Jeremy and I would like to go to the Indians game with her and her dad (Ray) on Saturday, I said yes.
I found a sitter for the girls. Ellie cried loudly and pathetically when we left. They say she recovered quickly. Thanks, Horner girls, for coming to babysit even though you know Ellie. :)
We all piled into the car and headed up to the game. With Ray in the car, there is never a fear that silence will fall. He pretty much has something to say at all times – most of the time it makes sense and much of the time it will make you laugh. We made it to the game just as it was starting. Well, Ray, Sandy, and I did. Jeremy was a gentleman and dropped us off, while he drove around to find a suitable parking spot. We were quickly reunited and the double date began
Sandy and I….
Jeremy and Ray…..
I believe the date went quite well. Jeremy said he would go out again with Ray!
Sandy and I ventured out in the third inning to find some food – vegan hot dog and fries for her, corn dog for me. It took THREE innings before we made it back. I am pretty sure they had to grind the corn and kill the pig to make my corn dog as long as it took. In all fairness, it was worth the wait. You could tell this was not an “out of the box” frozen corn dog. It was a little bumpy where the coating had dripped differently. And it was hot out of the fryer and super crispy. It was delicious.
The game was good. The night was perfect. The Indians won.
And to top it off… we were a part of the Nick Swisher fireworks show. It was spectacular, especially when paired with the video montage. (I realize the photography will not win any awards, but I thought I would share it anyway.)
Everyone was sound asleep when we got home – except, of course, the sitter. Here’s to a good night out.
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