Um, I am both happy that your wore a hat to protect that head of yours and sad that your favorite team got creamed. You know what, I have never attended a baseball game, pro or otherwise. Played in a lot of them, but it kinda sounds like a good time. For some reason I can envision this trash talking, pork chop bedecked, beer swilling creature at the Phillies game and it makes me smile just a bit. Heh.
Your mom seriously sounds excellent. I love saying the words corn hole whilst mimicing my Aunt's Tennessee accent. It seems more authentic that way. Lots of horseshoes happened when I was growing up. Inebriated horseshoes played under the not so subtle glare of the shop's floodlights. Good times.
And I did sleep almost 24 hours, which did help a bit. And now must go teach one of my children about transversals and Order of Operations. Hooray!
Hope you are having a great day my friend😊