The Lazy Day Limbo

 Lazy day limbo here on High Street.  We bought socks at Target.  We took a walk at Switchyard Park.  We worked on the Spelling Bee puzzle. Now we're watching the Mets play the Reds.  Our Mets are losing, but it's only the seventh inning.

Last night the Mets beat the Reds, so I know they can do it again.  

There's a Red who has the name Jesse Winker.  Last night, a Mets fan was heckling him.  The fan was also holding a sign that said, "Jesse Winker, you're a straight up bitch."  Come to find out, Jesse loved the sign and the fan gave it to him for his sign collection.  In exchange, Jesse gave the incorrigible fan a signed baseball.  Nice, right? The whole exchange was adorable and has piqued my interest in this cool cat by the name of Jesse Winker.  I keep sharing information and images of Jesse with Husbandman, but I guess it's a distraction from the game because Husbandman just said, "Hon, you're getting too focused on Jesse Winker right now." 

He's probably right, but when you're in lazy day limbo, your attention has a wandering way that leads to pleasant, yet unexpected, pondering.