Rally for the Texas Rangers

Did you know I’m a baseball fan? When I moved to Texas in 1989 I saw my first major league baseball game. I fell in love. It was instant rapture to see it in person; to hear the crack of the bat, and the roar of the crowd. I was hooked.

Been a fan ever since.

In fact, when the new Ballpark in Arlington opened in 1994, I was there. I was 9 months pregnant with my daughter, but I made it to opening night and I’ll never forget it.

Rangers Stadium and Six Flags

I may not know every players stats, or the pitching line-up. I may not follow every second, and every play (ADD, yo), but I DO love this team. I love their heart and I am thrilled that they are ONE win away from making it to the World Series…...again.

With that in mind, I am rallying for the Rangers. I am sending every winning Charlie Sheen vibe their way and I am posting my photographs from my last trip to the Ballpark.

Do join me in spirit to root for this Texas team.

Let’s GO RANGERS! Let’s GO!


Ballpark Texas Flag at entrance.


First base gate.


Inside the entrance.


Ceiling detail.


One of my favorite pics.


Entrance to the stands and the field.


Fans and the cotton candy guy.


The DFW airport flight route goes over the Ballpark.


Even the billboards are fans of the Rangers.


Players in action.


Fly ball catching. They make it look easy.


Truly amazing player.


MVP! MVP! MVP!


When the Rangers score, the Texas pride comes out as they wave the Texas flags.


Not easy facing a ball coming at you at raging speeds.


Josh Hamilton, star player with a Cinderella story.


He is an inspiration to many.


The Rangers mascot. They sell the pillow pet of him here. Awh!


Close call on second.


Keep them coming across that home plate.


Let’s hear it for the Rangers!

This is my baseball team. I am so proud of them! No matter what, win or lose, they have played some great ball.

Let’s go Rangers! LET’S GO!! Clap! Clap!

Are you a baseball fan? What team do you hope makes it to the World Series?

Brownie Poo gets a new Doo

For all you Brownie Puppy fans…..(I know you all love my puppy, right?)…..well, she got a haircut this weekend.

Her FIRST haircut (awwwh!), I did not keep the first locks, don’t worry. I’m not that bad. Truth is, I just thought of it. Ha.

I was really worried about her being traumatized. I have tried to brush her a couple of times and let me tell you, she FREAKS out. I mean freak-a-zoid freaky freak out. Like the lambs are screaming scream. I burned that brush and she has been a furry chewbacca ever since. Until, we let a professional try.

She did fine, except for the hair dryer, according to the groomers, she screamed like a lamb. Okay I made that part up, but they did say she screamed.

I got home to see her – I was surprised. It was like meeting my four-month old baby Shih-Tzu for the first time. I could actually SEE her face. Oh my goodness! What big eyes you have….and an actual wittle face.

I couldn’t stop saying, “Hi, nice to meet you.” And I swear, she would look at me in that same way. It was darling.

I think she can see better now. It’s a whole new world.


She is just runway styling (and flowing) in her new doo. Move over Farrah.

Besides the exciting news of Brownie….we also went to a baseball game this weekend. I took my camera.

We sat in right field.

We had a good spot with a view of my favorite player.

Josh Hamilton made some amazing plays, which I mostly saw. Not so sure about these two (my daughter and her boyfriend).

Rangers win!

Does anyone else just loooove when they congratulate the other team? I get a little verklempt. Does that make me soft? Of course, that was little league. But I digress.

And then there were fireworks.

I really wanted to “try” to get a few pics. Night shots really need a tripod, and definitely a chair in-between the photographer and a bouncing leg in tune to the one-hit wonders playing with the show. I moved one chair over – no offense Jason – and it helped.

These were my favorite.


Love the spirals.

I only wish the little girls would have been with us (we did ask), but it wasn’t our weekend. They would have LOVED the fireworks set to music. The ballpark is absolutely the best place to watch them. I missed them a lot, because this was part of my birthday celebration. It was amazing and great, but just not the same as having their shining faces there too. And… I had no one to steal cotton candy from. Heh!

Jason does get the girls tonight until 7pm, I can’t wait til they “meet” the new Brownie Poo…who has a new doo.

Wonder if they will be as surprised as we were.

For love of the game

Hot dogs! Peanuts! Cold drinks here!

Ahhh! The boys of summer. Baseball.

I have been a baseball fan for as long as I can remember.

I think it started with Little League. Both of my brothers played and we went to a LOT of games. When I got big enough, I was the bat girl for my oldest brother’s team. I got to wear a uniform shirt and get my picture taken with the team. I was deathly afraid of the ball and this was the next best thing. I LOVED it! Later we would go to the “city” and see the OKC 49ers play minor league ball. We were always excited to go. That was a BIG deal for country kids.

Then I married a very sports oriented man (fanatic in a good way). Our first date was guess where? BASEBALL GAME. At Texas Rangers Arlington Stadium before the new ballpark was built. We were in the outfield on the old silver benches. There was a great catch against the outfield wall that played on ESPN as play of the day. We could see ourselves on the benches jumping up every time it aired. It was my first major league baseball game. I think it only increased my love of baseball.

I saw many games  INCLUDING Nolan Ryan’s no Hitter May 1, 1991; the last he would ever throw. I was pregnant with Sydney when the new ballpark was built. The  opening night game was the first week in April 1994. I was 9 months pregnant due at the end of the month. My belly was  HUMONGOUS. It was soooo big I could set snacks on it like a table. The fireworks at the end scared Sydney. I felt her JUMP in my belly from the loud sound which was really weird. Great fireworks though and now I always know the ballpark is the same age as Syd. *Seriously Syd you were AT the game before you were born no wonder you love baseball too*

My most memorable game besides the no hitter? Last year, watching Josh Hamilton hit a grand slam bottom of the 9th to win the game for the Rangers. Awesome!


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The Texas Rangers Ballpark built April 1994

Now mind you, baseball is not something I can watch on TV. Nor can I keep up with the stats, the trades, the managers, etc. I just love to watch it in person. To be there in all the excitement.  The green of the field, the diamond of the bases, the players, the dug outs, the rowdy fans, the concessions, THE WAVE, come on ya gotta love the wave and all the other fans cheering with all their heart. Being there and soaking it all up to  experience the thrill firsthand.  *greatness*

Taking Jason’s two young girls to their first baseball game was  just icing on the cake for me. Even better, going to a game where their mom’s favorite team is playing, the Red Sox, against our favorite team the Rangers. I doubted they would understand the game but I figured they would love pigging on some snacks and seeing us all excited.

My mom, the preschool teacher, advised me that kids learn from going places. They mimic our actions in public and how will they learn how to act in public if they are never taken anywhere? *this really explains my Syd who went EVERYWHERE including an Astros baseball game in Houston at 3mos old in a car carrier hey Syd remember that?? haha*

It was a good deal all around. Our two favorite teams of the family playing, a nice ballpark, a GREAT rivalry game.

We had the tickets! *literally ha*

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Jason’s two girls age 3 and 5 , Sydney 15, and Jason head to the game.

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At the corner ready to cross over to the game.

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The beautiful ballpark now 15years old and still amazing.

The girls were a little quiet at first. I figured they’d be deathly afraid so to just be a little quiet was incredible! It did NOT take long at all for them to really get into it. Soda, cotton candy, popcorn, cheering and at the end we had a 5 year old cat caller who actually understood the game really well.

We got a lot of looks from Red Sox fans as she cattled  “Strike em out.Strike em out. Strike em out” as loud as her little voice would carry over and over. People would look up and see her and just laugh. She really believed this chant would win the game (we needed ONE more strike top of the 9th ONE).

She actually came to the game wearing a Red Sox shirt and cheering for her mom’s team.  Eventually she switched sides and begged for a Rangers shirt.  Maybe she caved to the pressure of her Dad, me, & Sydney cheering on our Texas team. *surely it wasn’t because the Red Sox were losing most of the game right? That kid is smart!  Who knows?

Here was the scoreboard most of the game.

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Or should I say up til the TOP OF THE 9TH INNING.

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The last ONE strike never happened and quite simply they blew it. *sigh* I still love ya team!

Even so, we danced. We ate. We cheered. We saw a home run and loads of fans for both teams. We got pink foam number one hands we waved all around.  It was epic. A FIRST major league game for the girls. A cool breeze so it wasn’t  miserably hot.  They seem to really enjoy it. I hope a seed was planted.

I hope baseball continues to grow in these childrens hearts. I hope they find a future with their families going to baseball games and loving it.

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And if not , no matter, I will carry the memory inside and guess what? I will still love baseball.

PLAY BALL!

Welcome to the Chuck-E-Club!

Oh boy! You read that right! I am a proud member of the chuck-E club can you dig it????
What a friday I am having! Who has more fun than me? HA.
J’s kids love this place especially the oldest. Begs to go there all the time.
Well that place is stinking expensive & the pizza is terrible about the only thing decent is the salad bar.

I just love it when I see their little faces light up at the mention of going. Chuckecheese! Chuckecheese! They shout & jump all around. They ride everything & really both of them have the stick-the-token-in-the-machine thing down well. (advanced little gamers) LOL.

I actually love to play there too. Deal or No Deal is awesome! So heck if I can sign up for the club & get some extra tokens. I am all about it! DEAL!

Friday night is almost here. I am so ready for the workday to be over. It’s been a long drawn out week! Going to an Airhogs game tonight in Grand Prairie with the sweetest man in the whole world. My guy & minor league baseball—-ahhhh sweet bliss!

Maybe tomorrow I can finish planting the flowers that will (hopefully not die) be so beautiful.

🙂