No favorites list of mine would be complete without my all-time favorite tv show Sandford & Son.

I think most everyone loves Sanford and Son. Who wouldn’t love Fred, Lamont, Grady, Aunt Esther, Donna, Rollo, Julio, Hoppy, Smitty, Swanny, and Ah Chew. (Gesundheidt!)

“Oh GLORY!!!”

Every night when I start to read this book, I only last for a few pages before my medicine kicks in.  I’ve just been so tired since… “YOU KNOW”  (I said I wouldn’t talk about it anymore.)

Synopsis from Barnes & Noble

Gabriella always loved the picture of her mother kneeling in front of a bed of roses, smiling, beautiful and impossibly happy. But then she learns that her late mother hated gardening; that she had never wanted the house in the Hollywood hills, the successful movie producer husband, and possibly, her only daughter. When Gabriella discovers a journal–a book that begins as a new mother’s letters to her baby girl, but becomes a secret diary–the final entry leaves one question unanswered: the night her mother died, was she returning to Colombia to end an affair, or was she abandoning her family for good?

When the Yankees won the World Series, (I know, I know! After this post, I’ll be over it…) all I could think about was getting caught up on my sleep. And by the way, why do things have to be so difficult?? My sleepy pill Rx was running low so I called in a refill on Tuesday. Since my Rx had expired since my last refill, the pharmacy said they would need to fax my doctor for authorization. Fine. No problem. I still had two pills left. The next day when I went to pick it up from the pharmacy, I was told they hadn’t received a fax back from my doctor and that maybe I should call her. OK. Potential problem. I have one pill left. I called my doctor’s office to request a refill. I was told I would get a call from my doctor’s office letting me know when the Rx was called in. Since it was Wednesday, I thought I’d get a call the next day with my Rx being ready just in time

By now it’s Thursday afternoon around 4:00. As I’m hanging up from the doctor’s ri-DONC-ulous automated message system, my hubby calls. He asked if I had heard about the Yankees ticker tape parade in NYC tomorrow (Friday). I told him yes I did, and that I had just told my friend over lunch that I was wishing that he and I could go. Then he said something completely totally awesome…. He said “just because I can’t go doesn’t mean that YOU can’t go.” What? Seriously?? Should I? Really?!?? He said “You should go. You never know when it will happen again. This might be a once in a lifetime chance.” OMG, should I?? I’d have to leave in just over 12 hrs from now. Yes. I should. OMG! I’M GOING TO THE YANKEE TICKER TAPE PARADE! I love a parade….. OMG! WAIT!! I want a Yankee World Series t-shirt to wear tomorrow! Off to Dick’s Sporting Goods I go….

On my way I called my die-hard-Yankee-fan friend to see if she’d like to go with me. She couldn’t believe I was asking her this question! Was I serious?! YES. After talking a few minutes about the logistical details, she said YES!!!! What a day this was turning out to be, thanks to my Hubby.

A few minutes later she called me back. She asked if she could invite her die-hard-Yankee-fan daughter to go with us. YES! The more the merrier! Yankee fans love having more Yankee fans to celebrate with them.

As I was driving home from Dick’s, I realized I hadn’t heard from my doctor’s office and that I didn’t have any sleepy meds left. UGH. If I don’t take my medicine, I DO NOT SLEEP and here I am NEEDING some sleep so I can get up early the next day.

It’s the day of the parade and I have so much adrenaline flowing at 6:00 am that it cancels out the sleep that I didn’t get. So yeah, the adrenaline and the DUNKIN’ DONUTS coffee and donut gave me the strength to carry on. That, and the fact that my hubby had emailed the subway route to my phone, was utterly awesome. Thank you Honey! You’re the best!

The parade experience was AMAZING!! (I’m not sure what I was expecting…. maybe a personal “thank you for being a fan and for driving all the way to the city on only a couple hours of sleep” from the players? A couple autographs? A few handed-out souvenirs?) At first I was so naïve as to believe that we’d actually be able to work our way up to the front of the crowd to be able to see the players floats go by.

Umm, please.

After 4,238,789,294 “excuse me’s”, we realized that we could see more farther away than being stuck in the crowd closer to the front. We kept searching for just the perfect spot. We finally landed in front of a huge jumbo-tron with a bird’s eye view. All I can say is JACK. POT. The confetti that flew was un-beleeev-able! There was so much of it on the window sills that it looked like it had snowed. It flew continuously. Non-stop. Unending. And the Yankee fans were ALLOVERTHEPLACE! It was a sea of Yankee shirts, hats, coats-everything. Out of the millions of people that showed up, I think we were the only ones sporting really cool Yankee decals on our faces. AWE-some!

While the players were receiving the keys to the city, I missed a phone call from my doctor’s office. The voicemail said that since my doctor was out of town until Monday, she wouldn’t be able to renew my Rx until then. AAARRRGGGHHH!! I HATE IT when that happens….

After the ceremonies, we went to Times Square, of course. You just can’t go to New York City without going there. Well, I can’t, at least. I love seeing all the lights. We took in the sights, did some souvenir shopping, and ate a delicious supper at Heartland Brewery. Thankfully we had DUNKIN’ DONUTS coffee and a donut again on the way home. Just what everyone wants to see- a sleep deprived, uber caffeinated, sugared-up, adrenalin-ized Yankee fan driving on the streets of New York at 10 o’clock at night.

Nice.

At least I didn’t show up in the papers.

Way to go Yankees! Congrats on your 27^th World Series win!

For us, Game 6 of the World Series began like the other games. We started out at a restaurant/bar/grill for food and drinks. This no-Fox-on-DirecTV-thing was starting to get expensive. We went to Tully’s, the king of wings and televised sports around here, and used our $15 gift card winnings from the previous game to go towards our tab for what was hopefully the last game of the World Series. I mean, I wanted the Yankees to win the game so they’d be WORLD CHAMPIONS ~yea!~, but I didn’t want the baseball season to be over yet. What would there be to do??

As the days and games went by, the more tired Hubby and I were. By Game 6 we were both EXHAUSTED! Since the games started around 8:00 pm, that means they lasted well after 11:00 pm and on several occasions until almost midnight. Since my hubby had to get up early for work, I painfully got up with him. This didn’t do my chronic insomnia any favors, but the guilt of sleeping in while he was working would’ve been way too overwhelming. It was a trip I didn’t want to be on.

We stayed at Tully’s until the seventh inning stretch. The hubs was too sleepy to take any more. He was yawning like a champ. I could tell he was on his last leg when I asked him if he wanted to go home. I think he felt really bad for saying yes, but he was too tired to say no. ~yawn~ I, of course, could’ve stayed for the whole game, no matter how tired I got. I wanted to see the excitement in the players faces when they won. And to see who got the pie in the face!

Instead, we listened to the game on XM Radio on the way home. Once we were home, hubby went inside to go to sleep while I stayed in the truck to listen to the game. It wasn’t so bad. I had the heater on, the seat warmers were on high, and my seat was reclined all the way back. I was THIS CLOSE to falling asleep myself. Even so, I was definitely cheering loudly, ON THE INSIDE. Once the last out was made, all I could think was “YES!! WE WON!! Now I can finally get some sleep!” For me, the World Series was an ongoing soap opera, a six game drama. Each game was filled with emotions, ranging from extreme excitement to frustrating disappointment. Whew, no wonder we were so tired!

The next morning when I told hubby that we had won, he said “Awesome! I knew we would… hey, now we can go to bed early tonight!” So here we are, baseball season over, and all we wanna do is sleep.

Sounds good to me….. ~yawn~

GOOOO YANKEES!!!