So I'm going to blog about the San Diego Padres tonight. And it's going to be quick - I'm going to bust this out in 5 minutes or less....okay, GO:
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Funny story about that - My husband and I are watching the entire first season of Homeland this week, and we're in the middle of the finale. I said, I have to blog for the baseball challenge tonight, so give me a few minutes...what team do I not care about or know anything about, at all? My husband said, the Padres.
Good call.
Here it is: I have never been to San Diego, but everyone I know who has, loves it. Apparently, there is a hotel in San Diego (or near it, I'm in too much of a hurry to fully fact-check) called the Hotel del Coronado. It's beautiful. Here it is:
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We took our daughter to Disney World this past May. I call her Cinderella, because deep in her heart of hearts, I think that's who she truly believes she is. She wore her Cinderella wedding dress around the park in 95 degree heat (the thing is polyester and tulle and long-sleeved and covered in glitter, that kid really COMMITS), she wore it for Halloween, and she wears it around the house at least three times a week - she wore it today, in fact. It's getting a bit shabby, but it's still pretty fancy. She comes home from school and changes into it more often than not.
Anyway, we decided to really "do up" Disney because I was almost 5 months pregnant at the time, and we knew this would be the last visit for at least a few years, because I am a big fan of self-preservation and not putting myself in situations that lead to bad parenting or heavy drinking, or both. Taking a baby to Disney World qualifies. We stayed in the fanciest hotel at the park, the Grand Floridian.
It looks like this:
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No points for originality, Walt.
So, um, yeah. That's it. That's my blog post about San Diego. Now I have to go watch Claire Danes and Mandy Patinkin (I'm so impressed he didn't manage to work in a ballad or two, that shows real restraint on his part) in one of best new shows I've seen in a while. Not "Wire"-level amazing or anything, but I'm saving those musings for my post about the Orioles.
