One of Those "Special" Days

Yup, the Cubs blew it today. Today reminded me of why I never give my heart over to anything, because it will inevitably get crushed, really hard. Man, I haven't felt this bad in a really long time, generally lethargic. It's silly that something like a baseball game can do that to you. Yknow?

What a week it's been for Cubs fans. Last Saturday night we were celebrating our first Divisional Title in 14 years, our third ever. And tonight. . .it's a lonely feeling knowing we've blown it. The only consolation is that IF by some miracle we get past the Braves tomorrow night, we get homefield advantage for the Marlins. Yeah, big if.

Yup, I'm never giving my heart over again, ever. Which is why it's odd that today is Nena and my anniversary.

Our relationship hasn't exactly been textbook, or storybook, or any kind of book I can really think of. It's been odd. We don't really know when we started dating, in all honesty so tonight's anniversary marks the day we realized we couldn't deny that we were in love. A year ago tonight I saw Nena for the first time in over a year, and I fell in love with her. It happened in a laundromat of all places, and the deal was sealed over cheese curds. Yup, I'm man enough to admit it, I fell in love with a woman over Tide and fried cheese.

If you think that's wacky, you should hear the story of how I proposed to her. . .6 months ago today.

So while I'm left to ponder another Cubs heartbreak, I'm glad I've given my heart over to them, and to Nena. She doesn't quite understand why I'm so distracted and beaten up right now. . .but she makes things a lot better. And I thank God every day that I have her in my life.