Why was I in hookerville? No, I was not looking for part-time employment. I could never be a hooker. Those heels are just too HIGH. I was there because new guy friend invited me and the kids to go snow-sledding at the ball park. It's pretty awesome if you get a chance to go.
I almost had to turn down this fun, exciting, adventure. Why? Because THE BOY. Duncan. Duncan was suspended from school *gasp*. I know, I know. I couldn't believe it either. What did he do? Well, what do most 6th graders do to get suspended from school? Fighting.
BUT.... Master Duncan was only defending himself and his property, so I didn't have to impose any serious infractions. There are consequences, but nothing like they could have been. Let's just say, I bet that other little boy doesn't take Duncan's brand-new-just-got-for-Christmas-Michael-Jordan-backpack EVER.again. (or anyone else's).
So back to the ballpark. It was so much fun. It's too late to go back again this year, but next year, if you get a chance - you will have to make that adventure a priority. I will say though, it's not for the weak. If you get cold easily, you will end up in the truck. If you get winded fast (I'll show you a shortcut to the top). If you take a trash can lid, you will slam hard into the man-made barriers. Dress warm. And bring a thermos.
After no less than 15 times down the winter-side, we ventured across the street to the IHOP. International House of Pancakes. We had the best company and I laughed until my stomach hurt!
There is nothing better than being surrounded by people who are so much fun, cherry on top was getting to watch the bar flies arrive when the local clubs shut down. Note to self: There is a fine line between a hooker and a bar fly....or maybe it's just an inch on the heels...
After no less than 15 times down the winter-side, we ventured across the street to the IHOP. International House of Pancakes. We had the best company and I laughed until my stomach hurt!
There is nothing better than being surrounded by people who are so much fun, cherry on top was getting to watch the bar flies arrive when the local clubs shut down. Note to self: There is a fine line between a hooker and a bar fly....or maybe it's just an inch on the heels...

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