I was so touched by Nomar's becoming a Red Sock/x for a day to retire. It's just sad to think his heart was always with this team, even as it went on to win the series without him, and as some fickle fans decided the trade, in light of the championship, was all worth it. We just have no long term gratitude in our natures - no memory for what people contributed their youth to, spilled blood for (and now I'm not thinking baseball), lost their girlish figures for . . . Speaking of which, how about Big Mike on Idol last night! Wow! To make Kara cry! It's just so sentimental when people recognize one another. Good for Big Mike - you know he was singing to his wife, a new first-time Mom. Good for Nomar, to be so humble and admit what he really wanted. Hopefully, we all take pause.
One last thing - I am entering a contest pertaining to my book. I called a radio psychic, who said he didn't want to paint too rosy a picture, but he "felt good" about the couple of contests I was looking into! Yay! Except then he gave some really bad advice to another caller, so how good can he be? Oh well. Keep your fingers crossed for me! And for those who read this and write - I know there are at least a couple of you, read the Guide to Literary Agents blog that I've linked to - it's so informative and entertaining!
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