Tonight was going to be a first for me: my first experience working in the Little League Snackbar. Yes- I know, you are all jealous. But, keep in mind: A date w/ a french fry fryer gets me out of bedtime duty :) But sadly, it is not to be. My wonderful husband has been asked to work late this evening working with one of his clients, which means, no hotdogs tonight. No serving up orders of cheesy nacho goodness. And, yes, an exciting evening of chasing the boys around, wrestling them into their jammies. Bummer!
It's probably all for the best- I would have probably scared the customers away with the red rash on my face.