The Good, The Bad, The Ugly

There were many good things about the weekend trip to Reading. We had lots of fun at a baseball game on Friday night. Minor league parks have the best gimmicks: racing vegetables, the hotdog seller riding an Ostrich, and the game wasn't over til the Viking lady sang. We appreciated the Phillies valiant effort (including a grand slam) to try and come back and win...although they did not; we enjoyed the game nonetheless. It also helped that we brought winter coats, gloves and raingear.
We also had a good time shopping at the Outlet Center. Hardly got to shop enough before we were starving and had to quit. (So we'll have to return at a later date for shoes and dresses.) Elizabeth got her birthday wish of new jeans (x3), as well as a few shirts and a messenger bag. We had a great time playing games on Saturday night; bowling, pool, air hockey and then Outburst. Lots of laughs.
Today we went and visited the Pagoda. Strange landmark for Pennsylvania, but it was interesting anyway. And an excuse to spend another hour together before we had to leave Elizabeth again.

The bad things were: that we stayed up too late on Saturday and therefore were grumpy on Sunday. (Well, not me...but my menfolk who are not used to getting by on little sleep); That there were not enough hours in the weekend (which ties into that part about not enough sleep). The hotel room was not my bedroom, so I had trouble sleeping anyway. And we had to say goodbye to Elizabeth for another month. (At least it was tear free-I think. M was smiling anyway.)

The Ugly: I'm afraid that was me this morning when I testily related how I don't get enough appreciation for the things I do for certain members of my family... I mean who appreciates being awakened, even when they have made it my job to wake them and get them somewhere on time? So damned if I do, damned if I don't, lack of sleep...made me ugly. But I got over it.