If You Should Ever Need a Substitute Family...

After I left Lisa's, I imposed myself upon my friend Paige. Paige was one of the first blogs I began reading, before I even had a blog. I spied on her and her sister Celia for a few months, and I found them to be witty and entertaining. Eventually, I decided I would make myself a blog, and after that, I began commenting on theirs. The rest is history. Is it crazy that you can become friends with people this way? Who knows.


I really love sports. We went to a Giants/Astros game. I pretended the Astros were the Red Sox, and it was really a lot of fun.

We walked around a lot during the game. Paige got checked out several times by guys. It was funny because she was completely clueless. I watched them all look at her, like what they saw, and then look down at the three small children trailing behind her. Suddenly, they weren't interested anymore. At least you know you still got it, mama.

Lots of the family was at the game. I met them. Here you can see Ellie's devourable baby, Sylvie. Ellie's blog is private, plus she never posts anymore. Hence the no linky. I loved meeting Ellie. She told me I was cute, and I'm always a sucker for the ego-stroke. Paige's kids were so much fun. It was late, and they didn't even whine or anything. If you have blog friends, you should try to meet them and their families in person. You will be so glad you did. You will all be nervous because you're worried you won't be as likeable in person. Turns out, you all really are.

The thing is, though, you have to keep an eye on these people. They secretly want you dead. You know this because they will make you buy these garlic fries. They know that if you eat them, you will probably die of a heart attack. So be careful when meeting blog friends. Sometimes they are actually vicious killers.

After the game, there was a fabulous fireworks display over the water. (Holy smokes, Christie, can you even believe these pictures???) Paige's family is very theatrical. I mean, really, they are into theater and stuff. They are not ashamed to be loud, or to perform in public. I am not ashamed to take pictures of them being that way.

Lastly, the fourth of July was celebrated with a delightful BBQ and baseball game at Mr. and Mrs. Paige'sparents home. They were very nice people, except for the part where the mom bossed me. I was planning on skipping out on the baseball game, but she made it explicitly clear that I would be playing. I said, "How about if I just take some pictures!?" And the Mom said, "No. You're playing. Everybody plays."

So I played. And it was fun.

I missed my family a lot. Holidays are not the same without them around. I am glad I have friends who are kind enough to share their families with me.