they've done it again

so im mildly obsessed with NappyTabs. don't judge me.

here's their latest masterpiece. and yes, i noticed the shout out to bleeding love at 1:18.

brianna's baptism

i headed up to chi-town a few weekends ago to see my brand new niece get baptized. mary had pulmonary embolisms (read: blood clots in her lungs) so we got to see her in the hospital on saturday. on a happier note, notre dame won, barely, but whatever. we also managed to spend an hour at borders, matty and i watched hurt locker in our hotel room, and we went to a sweet seafood restaurant where i got a very delicious steak.

thank goodness ben remembered his camera since no other martin's did. where the heck is MF when you need her?

katie, bri, and jeff at brunch little house on the prairie bri

gpa and gma martin lots of martin faces

why am i rooting for the phillies like they're the cardinals?

dear philly,

congrats on the win tonight. i'm sorry, but there is absolutely no chance that you'll actually win two more in the bronx.

this makes me sad for two reasons:

1. i HATE the yankees
2. im a sucker for the hometown hero, ryan howard (who by the way couldn't find a way to make solid contact if he was being pitched a watermellon)

so since your season is basically over after tonight, here are just a few things to work on for next season:

1. a closer - lidge is ridiculously awful and the rest of your bullpen is less than helpful in the 8/9th innings
2. new outfielders who know how to charge a shallow fly ball and throw out a tagging runner. seriously, every little leaguer knows this. yes, feel free to be ashamed of yourself.
3. figure out who's supposed to cover 3rd base when a dude steals second. that was just the definition of embarrassing for all 17 of you who could've/should've/would've been covering.
4. oh and seriously, ryan howard, get it together already. you're all st louis has left these days since the cards decided they'd rather try for the pennant next season, with mark mcgwire as our hitting coach . . . . what was wrong with getting hot when the post season started, ill never know.

anyways, good luck next year (except when you're playing my birds),

allie