I think I smell a sore loser

Well, it happened. The Dodgers managed to bring out the brooms and sweep my Cardinals last week. It was pretty sad for me, but not for my dear hubby. Interestingly though, this was the least contentious our house has ever been during an LA-St. Louis series. He didn't gloat, and I was a gracious loser. Divorce court was easily avoided.

So now the Dodgers are facing the Philadelphia Phillies, and it's a pretty good match-up. Unfortunately that means there may be a few sour notes along the way. Last night was game one. We went to bed before the game was over, so Bob had to wait until this morning to get the final score ... it wasn't good. The Dodgers lost 8-6.
Anyone who knows my husband knows that he thinks he's funny, and if you laugh at him once, he'll keep going. It's actually one of his more endearing qualities (unless he's picking on me). Anyway, when he got the bad news, he began sharing with me information about the background of many of the Phillies players. Much of it was quite colorful involving the molestation of dogs and what not. I can't put it all here, or I'd probably get sued for libel!
I usually just roll my eyes at him and walk away. Sometimes it takes me a minute to realize that Bob's telling me a joke. We always have the news on while we are getting ready, and sometimes he tells me something that I missed. This morning, I came into the bathroom where he was shaving.

Bob: Apparently last night LA had a shortage of cocaine.

Me: Really?! That's weird.

Bob: Yeah they completely ran out of cocaine. The Phillies bought it all.

Me: You know you're an idiot, right?

I really don't know where he comes up with half of this stuff. I'm sure that I'll be treated to much more as this series progresses. There's never a dull moment with him!

This happens to me at least once a week

FYI, if you ever need to kill time and are feeling particularly geeky, check out http://www.xkcd.com because it is seriously funny!!

The true test of my marriage

It's that wonderful time of year when you can feel the bite of fall in the air. The weather is perfect for a bowl of hot chili and curling up with your favorite book (or your favorite four legged friend). One of my favorite things about this time of year is playoff baseball.

Most years my beloved Cardinals make it into the playoffs, and I get to watch them battle it out with other teams. There's just something magical about October baseball. The drama, the energy and the intensity. This year, however, we have a huge problem.

My husband comes from a long line of die hard LA Dodger fans. I know! It's crazy! Unfortunately, my Cards are facing Bob's stupid, stinky Dodgers in round one of the playoffs. Not only is my husband a Dodgers fan, he has an intense hatred for all things St. Louis Cardinals! I never claimed the man was normal!

It's hard for us to watch the games together because we both take it pretty seriously. He takes it personally if the Dodgers lose, but especially if they lose to the lowly Cardinals. Afterall, the Dodgers did have the best record in the league, and let's not worry about what Manny Ramirez may or may not have juiced himself with because Albert Pujols is probably on something too. I just don't get him sometimes!

Anyway, if my marriage survives this series, one of us will have a really fun post-season. Just be aware that if you hear of some sort of crazy domestic situation in Belleville that revolves around the MLB playoffs, it's probably us!

Oh yeah ... GO CARDS!!

The universe is out to get me

Ever have one of those mornings where you get out of bed and promptly step in poop? Just me? Well I woke up this morning and started down the stairs from my bedroom to the kitchen. Just as I get to the bottom I find that one of my furry little children has left me a present. Rotten little buggers! I suppose it could have been worse, but it is one of the grodiest (I may have made that word up) feelings in the whole world. When you're already bleary eyed and just want to be back in bed anyway, it just doesn't set the day up well.

I'm just hoping that's the worst thing that happens today. It's going to be another insane day at work with experiments lined up back-to-back. It's so much fun to learn all these new techniques and I really do enjoy being busy.

Things are a little tense here at work because we are waiting for word that the Pfizer takeover of Wyeth has been completed. Once that happens, everyone is waiting to find out whether or not they still have jobs. People are on edge and nervous because a new rumor comes down the pike every day. My contract is scheduled to end sometime between March and June, but I am really hopeful that once the takeover occurs, I will get picked up as a regular colleague. I love the work that I'm doing, and I am working with amazing people. I have heard that Pfizer doesn't hire their contractors, but I have also heard that they are considering making exceptions because of the merger. It will be interesting to see how this all plays out.

Anyway, I'm hoping that my day picks up from here. I figure when you are standing in poop within a minute of waking up, there's nowhere to go but up ... right?