Yeah, I’m still in last summer with personal pictures. Well, at least they look bright and cheery compared to brown & grey of everything NY in the winter. I think I have that seasonal affective disorder. Or something.
Anyway, my mom planned a big surprise birthday for Ken over the summer, and it was almost a close call. Ken had been in and out of the hospital before his party with sepsis but was finally (thank god) well enough to get out and stay out. And he was really surprised! They booked him a suite at the LI Ducks for the evening. And I decided that that isn’t a bad way to watch baseball. Cause you don’t actually have to watch baseball at all.