This morning was spent at the National Zoo. My wife loves a good zoo.
I am agnostic when it comes to zoos. I know she loves them. Our son loved them when he was young... and so it's a wonderful place to take young kids to let them see incredible things while learning (shhhh!) about the world. All good. Plus, you know... monkeys!
Anyway, the zoo was great. Again, DC is a swamp, so it was hot. Got to try out the new handbag...so that was nice. Another day of wearing the hair in hot, humid climate and really feeling fine about it... which makes me feel even more ready for going full time.
Oh and when at the zoo, my wife always wants to take a few animal pics. I have been teaching myself card tricks — sleight of hand, that sort of thing. She is NOT impressed. But she has always been impressed by my photog skills, and she especially likes the way I'm able to take zoo pics and make them look like there wasn't glass or a cage or whatever.
So considering all she does for me (see...I don't know, every single post I've ever made here? 😘) I present exhibits A & B of making the wife happy today:
The Sand Cat and the Meercat
After the zoo we had lunch at a little, but excellent bbq place in the district. Kinda place where they carve up the meat in front of you... and when they run out they run out. Brisket was great, sides were great. All good.
It's great for DC... not up to the best we've ever had, you know. But darn good. 2Fifty bbq is the name. And certainly worth a visit if that's your thing.
Then tonight was the first of our three baseball games. Seeing our beloved Mets play the Nationals.
Only two little tidbits to note here. I was slightly self-conscious of my look for this. Because I was just wearing one of my Mets t-shirts... which is a men's, although many women do wear these. And although I had women's shorts on... other than my hair (under my Mets hat) there weren't any other overt cues I was able to use.
Couldn't carry a handbag (park policy)and no earrings (don't really have a clip on pair that screams "baseball game"). So I just said to my wife I just think I probably read like someone in that happy valley of (is it a he or she?) but not like someone trying to pass either way. So I was totally fine and comfortable.
When we asked someone to take our photo at the game, he did hand the phone back and said "here you go ladies"... at which time my wife elbowed me in the ribs. So, I took the win.
Oh and lastly? Mid game, a bird flying over the crowd, pooped directly on my arm.. Not a little tiny bit of poop either. Like "just ate a big meal" kinda deal.
I know that supposedly this is good luck. I consider myself a relatively lucky person by nature. So I feel, also being a generous soul, like this is a bit of luck I would have been perfectly fine if it has gone to someone else.
That's all. And just in under the wire. One min until cluster...
'Night!
Allie
