Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Fearless Prediction and Cub Foods

Fearless Prediction: Brewers will win 91 games this year. Last year I had them at 82 wins and was only off by one. Figured that this year, if I'm off again by 1, that would be just fine by me. The Crew won their opener 5-2 over the Pirates. JJ Hardy and Carlos Lee started thier All-Star seasons off with HR's in their first game (1st AB for JJ). The bullpen was stellar by only allowing 2 base runners in 3 innings, with Turnbow throwing 97 mph heat (holy crap!) to close it out. Nice way to open the season.

Cub Foods: I figured that if I posted this on Saturday everyone would think this was an April Fool's prank. I was shopping with my kids at Cub Foods and had just gotten my last item. I was at the back of the store when my son said: "Dad, I'm going to barf, run!"

Needless to say I was off like a shot down the aisle towards the front where the bathrooms are. This is the preferred place to go when a child is sick as barf all over the floor ruins the shopping trip for everyone else for some reason. Adam is riding on the front of the cart facing me so as I'm 2/3 of the way down the aisle, I see his mouth just balloon up. I tell him to hold it if he can and as I blaze down the aisle. When I get to the end of the aisle, there are several blue hairs (old people) just basically standing right in my way with their carts. I yell "Sick boy, coming through!" and swerve around them as they just stand there gauking, no doubt wondering what happened to the good old days and when Metamucil is going back on sale.


I stop the cart at the front of the store and grab Adam, who has shall we say "leaked" a bit already and run past all the registers carrying him up in the air. I run by 2 employees who figure that standing around is a great use of their time. I finally reach the bathroom, get him into a stall and run back out to get Leah, who is still sitting in the cart, simply bewildered as to what is going on. I pick her up and run back to the bathroom, leaving the cart.

So, after a while of cleaning the boy up, I determine that he is ok enough to sit on the bench outside of the bathroom (gotta have a plan people) while I go and check out the groceries. I use the checkout lane that is right in front of him and make sure the whole time he is ok. Got the groceries and the kids back home and finally took a breather. The last 4 months of working out paid off finally.

Tomorrow, pictures of the awesome gift my wife got me from Ireland and Packer news.

3 comments:

John Burzynski said...

And we thought that you couldn't handle the kids by yourself.

Mine would have ralfed on me...

Sara said...

I'm very impressed both with Adam's ability to "hold it in" and with the speed with which you were able to do the obstacle course. Such a good Dad! And I laughed my but off too. But the Brewers? 91? Dream on, mister. Another season of 83.

Cheesehead Craig said...

You dare mock the precognative powers of the Oracle!? (Thunder booming in the background) Much woe shall become of you lest you change your ways.