When our friends Tom and Erin asked if we wanted to join them in Baltimore to watch the Phillies play the Orioles, we jumped at the chance. Justin and I hadn't been to Baltimore since 1999 (we've obviously been together for a VERY long time) and were excited to see a game.
Nolan and Luke spent the long weekend and Grammie & Pop's house while Justin and I drove with Chica & Eric down to Baltimore. The first night we arrived, we took the train into the Inner Harbor and had dinner at Hooters. You read that correctly: we didn't have crab cakes or seafood, but opted for chicken wings, beer (and a cosmo for me) and boobies instead.
A guy waiting for the train with us (another Phillies fan) came up to me and said, "hey, I know you. You get on the train back home in __(my station) and you get off at __(my work station)."
Ummm...creepy. His friends poked fun at him a bit and called him a stalker, but I tried to be a little more forgiving.
When we arrived at the stadium for the game, I could.not.believe how many Phillies fans had traveled down to watch them play the Orioles. It was incredible!
Aren't my girlfriends cutie-pies?!
We didn't have the most amazing seats in the world, but we were in the shade and we had awesome friends to sit with!
Did I mention that it was 92 degrees this day? It was HOT!! The heat didn't stop Justin and I from eating bacon on a stick.
BACON ON A STICK. 'nuff said.
On Sunday morning, we packed our bags, said goodbye to Tom and Erin and hung out at the Inner Harbor for a few hours before heading back home to see our munchkins.
If it weren't for our incredible families, we'd never be able to take getaways like this and I feel so blessed to be able to spend alone time with Justin. (BTW, someone asked me to see a picture of the bangle I received for Mother's Day - you can see it in this last picture!)