Today is my 33rd birthday! Yay! Here is what I received from Mom and Dad this morning:

"Attenhut!HAPPY 33rd BIRTHDAY ANGIE!Here's a twenty one gun salute on your birthday:BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, KABOOM!As you were.Love in Dodger blue:Mom and Dad(Go Royals!)"

I was also informed of a very important detail I left out of my Dodgers story from my previous entry. I can't believe I left it out myself! ---

During the game, my phone rings. It's the Padres. No, it wasn't the San Diego Padres it was the Frontenac Padres! You know, my parental units! They were watching the Dodgers game on tv. So I told them where abouts I was sitting (behind the right fielder) so they could look for me. I told them I was the one wearing blue. hehe. This is opening day. The stadium was completely full. I figured there was very little chance they would spot me, but it was still fun.

It was a bright, sunny, hot day and after a couple hours sitting directly in the sun, I decided to use my gigantic blue foam dodgers finger to shade me. (Uhm, yeah, the picture down there isn't mine. My friend has the pictures and hasn't emailed them to me so I'm 'borrowing' pictures from the internets. The picture below wasn't even from the game I was at. hehe)

Moments after raising the foamy finger, my phone rings. It's the Parental units from Kansas again. My Dad said, "You're raising a big blue thing above your head right now."

Aparently, they cutaway to me for several seconds and just zoomed in on me! Mom and Dad were watching at home! Too funny!! I can't believe of all the tens of thousands of people at that game-- I got my close up. We laughed and laughed. :)

One more note: The 'All You Can Eat' seats rock! Not because you can eat infinite hotdogs (I only had one dog and nachos. hehe, I never get my moneys worth on these type of things), but because you can have infinite hotdogs. Whenever somebody walked by in a Giants shirt, they got booed and had all the hotdogs, nachos and popcorn one could have--which was infinite--thrown at them. FOOD FIGHT! It was awesome! Security eventually had to come and babysit us bleacher creatures.