From city to city and back to Buffalo he jumps. Ahhhh the life of a girl with a traveling baseball boyfriend. I have a routine though, don't worry. When I leave him, I cry the whole way home, pretty much the whole next day, then the third day I start getting cozy by myself again. We must say the words a hundred times a day, "I love you. I miss you."
This past week with Josh was so much fun. Between my work craziness, the humidity, and 4 hour long baseball games...we managed to have a beach day, two dinner dates, and even got to take an evening stroll in Downtown Durham. I love him. Simple as that. He makes my heart so happy.
This week, I met lots of new people and I adore each and every one of them. I was reminded that I am not the only girl who lives like this. There is a wife who had to stay behind in the Double A town while her hubby got moved to Triple A. There is a wife who had to say good-bye to her hubby to get their 8 month old back home into his normal routine. I am amazed. I would say we are pretty strong women but maybe I'm biased. Baseball is a funny thing. People will sit near me at games and start asking millions of questions. As if my head doesn't already have trouble keeping up, why don't we just add a game of 20 questions from all these strangers in the grand stand.
Ohhhhh and don't let me forget to mention how frustrating it can be after the games when I see Joshua walking toward the door to come out and meet me. I get so excited and he heads right to me, I open my arms up and BOOM, here are these looney, I love baseball people cutting me off with their baseball books full of baseball cards to get autographs. Okay, arms back by my side...why don't I just wait? It's not like I am his girlfriend or anything??
Someone said to me this week, "Sucks Josh won't be playing in the All-Star game!" Without even thinking, I word vomited, "ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!?! We are gonna get on the four-wheeler in PA and go riding and star gazing and cuddling and kissing and hugging and eating buffalo wings and home cooked meals every single day of that three day All-Star break!" Ooopsies. I know. I know. I should want him to make the All-Star game but I am just so excited for a couple of days where we don't have to think about stretch times and anxiety attacks while he warms up in the bullpen. I love to date him. It sounds silly but I do. I love to be his girlfriend. We get to be normal for three whole days and even if anyone wants to call or come find us they won't because we will be in the middle of nowhere, Pennsylvania! Only 12 more days! Who couldn't be going crazy with excitement right now?!?! I love my crazy life even if it does mean I have a somewhat prodigal boyfriend. hehe, totally kidding. :)
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