For Mom on Mother's Day

My mother enjoys reading our blogs. With Tilly and I being in Washington, DC, the blog has become an nice outlet to our family and friends at home. With tomorrow being Mother's Day, I thought I'd write a random post that only a mother could enjoy.

Tilly is at a Girl's Night Out with some friends tonight, so I thought I'd let you read what a typical night at home for a nearly five-year old married man nearing 30 (November) looks like? It consists of what our nights typically look like when Tilly is home. I thought about making this is a video journal or picture parade (I made the latter term up), but decided I'll just let your imagination go with the written word.

As most of you know, my first inclination is to eat. Tilly would do the same for herself in my absence. With age, I've gone from frozen pizzas to homemade pizzas with store bought dough. Trader Joe's has great pizza dough that I'm fond of, so I pounded out the dough to try my first thin crust pizza on our new pizza stone. New you ask? Yes, our original stone cooked its final pizza last month. It served us well, but was simply no match for the hot burner that was accidentally left on beneath it. Tonight's inaugural pizza is thin crust, extra sauce, less cheese, and pepperoni galore. I remembered the pineapple only minutes too late.

As the pizza cooked, I pulled out the laptop to get ready for my nightly work. Yes, I must keep up with the goings-on in Major League Baseball so tonight my, I mean, the Atlanta Braves are in Pittsburgh. They, okay I'll drop the gimmick, we had a six game winning streak as we swept our six game homestand. The fun ended last night as the Pirates defeated us on the road. We now have the best home and the worst road record in baseball.

Pizza is in my hands to eat as the first pitch is thrown. I am obviously not typing this in real time, so in the sixth inning we're down 5-2. I'll just say it, "How do we lose to the Pirates?" I mean the Washington Nationals owned us in April, but the Braves are always slow in April. Oh, you say its May? Yikes!

As the game starts, I leave the windows open to hear the traffic of the city and feel the nice breeze of the 58 degree evening. The dogs are at my feet. Our dog, Maddie, and Tilly's parents' puppy, Bella. We're halfway through our six weeks of keeping her. At present, Bella is deciding whether to bite my foot, but a quick gaze let's her know whose... Ow, there went a toe. Okay, so Bella is back in the box and Maddie is comfortably next to my feet.

I've left out some crucial details about the atmosphere. The television is off and the iPod is connected to the surround sound playing my favorite new album Raise the Dead by Phantom Planet. With my new found passion for music, there is rarely a moment that an album is not playing somewhere near me. Music post coming soon to this blog. Seriously, I promise. Maybe even tonight. During my commute, I have my iPod and ear buds in and it seems I've got a soundtrack to my life playing. Depends on the song of course, but there's nothing better than cruising around the corner for work with a great tune that gets the day started right with a view of the city and smile on my face.

Tilly will be home soon and we'll take the dogs out for their nightly walk before ending up sitting somewhere reading and listening to tunes. Unless of course, Tilly brought home another season of Gilmore Girls on DVD, which means the Atlanta Braves, music, and finishing Blink by Malcolm Gladwell. By the way, Tilly will wonder what I was thinking with this post. As I mentioned in the beginning, this random post is for my mother's enjoyment. She enjoys reading what I would be saying on the phone or in person if we were talking. Yes, I do talk as I write with more information than you could ever listen to. This post is for you, Mom. Happy Mother's Day. Be sure to ask her about the t.v. dinner Mother's Day card. Okay, scratch that.