It Was A Dark And Stormy Night...At The Ballpark

Well, my husband and I took our daughter to the Rangers game last night. Or at least, we tried to. We made it through the top of the fourth inning before the game got delayed due to the crazy severe weather going on in the metroplex. 

It was actually really nice out. You know, until the downpour and hail showed up. During the third inning the stadium management evacuated everyone from the upper deck and moved them down to the lower seats due to high winds. As the game progressed, crazy amounts of debris started accumulating on the freaking field. That's just not cool. I got a little bit of video of it blowing all over the place. I couldn't capture it making the little cyclones it was doing at one point, but still, I think you get the point. 

When finally the rain showed up and they pulled out the tarp to cover the diamond, they had all kinds of difficulties getting it put in place. The wind was not being very nice.

It's alive! Run for your lives! Oh, wait, my bad, just the wind.

I got a little bit of video as well of them trying to get it into place, being cheered on by the enthusiastic crowd. We are apparently easily entertained and had nothing else to watch at the time, so...

For a little while it just sprinkled on us and we just hung out and waited for it to pass. Then it started raining a little bit more and we busted out our umbrellas (and Baby Girl resolutely refused to keep both of her legs underneath the protective device). Then it really started coming down and everyone ran for cover. By this point it was almost nine, and as Baby Girl's bed time is ten, and as we couldn't exactly do anything while we waited but stand around holding a squirming toddler, I convinced Hubby it would probably just be best to head home.

We hiked back to the car and hung out for a little bit, using the wonderful modern marvels that are smartphones to figure out if it was actually safe to go anywhere. Then we toodled on back to the homestead, making a stop at a drive-through Starbucks once we were back in Fort Worth. The rain had pretty much ceased where we were and we felt we owed ourselves a treat, since we missed out on cotton candy at the game. The drive home was a little stressful at times (there was some hail before we got in to Fort Worth), but we made it through safely and all was well.

It wasn't exactly the family outing we had planned on having, but it was an adventure in its own right and we all (mostly) enjoyed ourselves.

It seems we left the stadium just in time to avoid being evacuated into the tunnels underneath, so that was pretty good as well. Though apparently the game did eventually resume, after about a three hour delay. Sadly, the Rangers could never get their mojo in full gear, and ended up losing to the White Sox (8 to 6). Still, it was a pretty good game, what we got to see of it. I have an uncle who is likely very happy at the outcome, being a die-hard Sox fan and all.

Here are a few pictures of us having a good time before the weather rolled in.

Baby Girl hamming it up for the camera.

Baby Girl chilling with her daddy (and not understanding
how straws work).

Baby Girl, Hubby, and me. (I swear she isn't picking her nose!)

I am given to understand that there were all sorts of weather-related news interruptions during Glee last night, so I think I shall just delete it from my DVR and watch it online this afternoon.

I had intended today's blog to wish you a happy National Towel Day* (happy National Towel Day, by the way, you hoopy froods!) and to show off my super awesome completed towel. Alas, while my towel so far is super awesome, it is definitely not anywhere near completed. Usually a crocheted towel takes me about a day (maybe two) to whip out, so I grossly underestimated how long a knit towel would take to make. Upon realizing that after two days of work, I decided to shelve that project until a later date and make a quick crocheted towel to have done for today. But...that one isn't done yet either.

Look, I know exactly where both of my towels are. They just aren't done. But I will dedicate a big chunk of today towards working on them, and they will be with me. So that counts, right?

Anyhoo, I hope you are having a wonderful day and that, if you live in an area suffering from this crazy severe weather that seems to be cropping up everywhere, you are weathering the storms safely! A good day for towels, really, don't you think?

*If you are unaware of National Towel Day, it is a celebration of Douglas Adams and his Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. If you already knew that then in my book you are, indeed, a hoopy frood.

Wrapping Up the Adventures of Mathman and Dragongirl

Emerald City Comic Con was definitely a blast, but lest you think that the convention is the only thing my husband and I did in Seattle over the weekend, I thought I would wrap up this series of posts with the rest of the story.

We got a hotel within walking distance of the convention center, which was downtown. This of course meant it was within walking distance of several other places as well. We were lucky enough to experience some pretty nice weather while we were there--I don't think it got below freezing and it was in the mid to high forties most of the time. Maybe that's not super warm, especially for Texans, but it sure beats snowstorms! It didn't even rain that much. We experienced the odd sprinkle here and there but nothing that kept us from going about our touristy occupations. I also have to say that I found Seattle to be surprisingly and pleasantly clean for a big city. I was extremely impressed with the portions of it we saw. All in all it made for a quite lovely visit.

We were about six or eight blocks from Pike Place Market, and since we got in at about ten in the morning on Friday, and the convention didn't start until two, after we checked into our hotel (and by a stroke of luck actually found a ready and waiting room), we meandered in that direction. There was a lot to see there, and I won't even pretend we saw it all, or even close. We went back on Sunday afternoon after we finished our last tour of the convention, and still, I feel like we'll easily discover many new things the next time we go back. It was a fun little labyrinth of shops and stalls and restaurants. On Friday we ate an early lunch at a little hole-in-the-wall Mediterranean place that was pretty yummy, and we found a store selling bacon scented soap of all things (along with bacon, cupcake, nacho, and wasabi flavored lip glosses).  We capped off our first visit with a stop into the first Starbucks for warm drinks and a bit of a history lesson. I will confess that while I knew the franchise to be named after a character in Moby Dick, I did not know that coffee, tea, and spices were the cargo of the ship in the novel, or that the picture in the Starbucks logo is actually a siren and not a mermaid. Yay for learning new things! Sunday afternoon we went back and just wandered around checking out the shops and we even managed to catch a little bit of the singing fish guys. For the record, I prefer the singing fudge guys in St. Louis, but hey, it's part of the Pike Place Market's hook, right?

We were also very close to the monorail that runs to the 1962 World's Fair grounds, which contain the Space Needle and the Experience Music Project-Scifi Museum. Saturday after the convention we went to the Space Needle and rode on up to the observation deck to check things out.

Here's our souvenir digital photo, with photoshopped backdrop.

As we were leaving, night was rolling in, and holy cow is that thing gorgeous against the darkening sky!

Space Needle at night.

Saturday was actually our sixth wedding anniversary, so we decided to have a nice dinner at the hotel restaurant. The waiter was kind enough to get a photo for us.

Still can't believe it is has been six years already!

Sunday morning we were back to check out the EMP and Science Fiction museum. They were kind of between exhibits, but we still really enjoyed what was there.

Guitars all the way up (with a lovely bass at the top).

There was a really super neat room with sound booths for jam sessions on all kinds of different instruments, and stations where you could learn how to play with pedals and the different types of percussion instruments. I found a few inspirational thoughts on the walls there.

Ray Charles was a smart man, folks.

This is true of so much in life, not just music.

There was also a really spiffy room with a display chronicling the evolution of electric guitars and bass guitars. It was pretty spectacular, but alas, I got no photos. It was a hip, hip place though.

We of course got bogged down in the gift shop for the science fiction side of things, though we didn't end up buying anything. But they had some pretty groovy stuff in there, I have to say.

Of course, my favorite exhibit, and the reason I so eagerly agreed to join my husband on a trip to the museum in the first place, was this one:

The Battlestar Galactica exhibit!

That's right, Battlestar Galactica! Woohoo! There was a really incredible mix of stuff from the original series and the newer run (though I think the newer run was more heavily represented, but it did run for a heck of a lot longer). Some of the highlights, in photo form (you can bet I remembered to take lots of pictures here):

Great sign.

A Mark VII Viper.

Apollo's Viper, in fact.

A Mark II Viper (and a female pilot costume from the original series).

A Cylon Raider and an old school (original series) Cylon.

It's watching you...

One of Starbuck's mandala paintings.

Starbuck's flight suit.

Viper pilot helmets from the original and new series.

There was a place to stand in the exhibit to "test" whether or not you were a Cylon. My husband thought it was broken because when he stood there nothing happened. But when I stood there, the music from the series (the "All Along the Watchtower" theme) started playing. Hmm. I guess the glowing back should have given it away...

All in all, the trip was outstanding all around. The convention was a blast and we found lots of other enjoyable things to do in Seattle as well. Enough that we are definitely going to be going back there again, probably often. Hubby is lobbying to add it to our list of destination cities for vacations, and I am inclined to agree with him.

And that wraps up my week of blogging about Seattle. Normal blogging to resume tomorrow. Until then, ciao!