corn dog, anyone?

Love of My Life and i scored some great tickets to saturday night's women's finals tennis match in the big tennis tournament in town. thanks to our good pals for letting us tag along! suffice it to say that my tennis experiences are slim to none. we played in high school p.e. my partner and i had some sort of competition to see who could have to chase more balls in the parking lot (do you remember that??). LOML and i played on our honeymoon. we had the best time. i did feel sorry for "pete sampress" and "monica selas" who were playing on the adjoining court. i've never said "i'm sorry" to a stranger more than i did that day. and even though LOML has explained games, sets, love, duece, advantage point, and the like, i still have no idea how scoring works.

regardless, back to the the match on saturday...i'd never been to a real tennis match (unless you count my sister's junior high playing days, and even then, i think i only watched her practice), so i was pretty excited about going. lindsay davenport (formerly number one in the world, highest paid female tennis player EVER) took on olga govortsovam, a 19 year old from belarus (i had to google her name to figure out that BLR actually doesn't stand for bulgaria). davenport won (no surprise there) and she was awarded a nice fat check.

it was quite exciting and i loved the bird noises that came from miss govortsova. i was definitely entertained. little did i know, the best entertainment would be after the match was over.

living in LOML's hometown, you just never know who you might run in to...parent's old friends, an old pediatrician, former classmates, previous baseball rivals, or even former girlfriends. when the game was over, we started to make our way out to the car, passing a pronto pup stand on the way. LOML really loves a good pronto pup (or for those NOT familiar with the term, just a plain ole corn dog..or, "a banquet on a stick"). we had eaten a filling bowl of ramen noodles before we left for the game, so hunger was setting in. what would be better than a pronto pup? the lines were long, so we decided against it but not without a fantastic realization first. in the swarms of people, i caught a glimpse of our buddy's face. his eyes were big, and he looked somewhat disoriented. he sidled up next to me and asked if i knew a girl name christy something . i thought for a second, nope, nothing rang a bell. as i'm still thinking, he says to LOML, "christy something is over there." i see LOML's eyes widen and a look of shock come over him. he made his way to the pronto pup stand, and there, inside, shoveling corn dogs back and forth, was this christy...THE LOVE OF MY LIFE'S HIGH SCHOOL FLAME.

ohhhhhh, that christy. talk about a confidence booster. we are still laughing about poor old christy, working in the corn dog stand.