How do I break up with a blog? 
I know, it seems sudden and you probably didn't see it coming. It's something I had been thinking about for a while. This blog has been great, it basically covers my entire freshman year of college and the beginning of another summer. It's been about nine months and I think I'm ready to move on. Wow, how cheesy can I get...trying to frame my last blog post as some sort of a break-up. It's not really that big of a deal, I just like the format of WordPress better than that of Xanga, and I'd like to give it a try. 
I'm still the same blogger. It's still me writing.
But I'm officially putting an end to this blog and trying to refocus some aspects of my life at the same time. Looking back on what I write about has given me a glimpse into what is really important in my life and what thoughts are taking up space in my mind (enough space that I feel like I should write them down and get them out in public). It's been good to have somewhere to write and I look forward to continuing in a new setting.

Okay, no more of these formalities.
It's been nice, and I will miss you, Xanga.

It's thundering outside and I should get some sleep so I can wake up for church in the morning. 
Hit up my new blog at: http://lizcwilliams.wordpress.com

And now, for the last time:

Lizout.

Does anyone remember this book?

Sarah Morton's Day

It was my favorite book in Kindergarten. I wanted to be Sarah Morton. I came home and wrote pilgrim books of my own listing all the chores I had to do as a pilgrim girl on the farm. I still have some of these lizbooks at home and to this day I'm not quite sure what my obsession with pilgrims was, only that it sprung from Sarah Morton's Day.

That said, I think it was worth the four dollars I just spent ordering myself a copy from Amazon.com.

I've been to Fenway Park three times now and the initial excitement has yet to wear off. Something about always seeing the park on TV and then visiting in real life is just so surreal for me. Maybe I'm being dramatic and playing into all the advertising, but I can't deny the elation I feel at entering a crowd comprised of thousands of Red Sox fans all collectively rooting for the same objective: a win against the visiting team!

I must say that all three times I have been to Fenway have been sufficiently AWESOME.

Game #1: July 2005
Jackie, Jess and I sat in box seats right behind first base (with Jackie's dad, who scored us tickets from a friend in Boston) and experienced a Fenway still buzzing with enthusiasm from winning the World Series just months before...for the first time since 1918. We held up signs in between innings that said "Johnny Damon is my idol," (Johnny Damon was still on the team at this point) "I ♥ Jason Varitek" and "Who's Yo Papi?" One of the vendors saw Jackie, Jess and I decked out in Red Sox garb, obviously dripping with young teenage excitement and he picked us to sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" on top of the Red Sox dugout with Wallie the Green Monster during the 7th inning stretch. So we danced on the dugout, appeared on the jumbo screen, and threw Cracker Jack into the crowd. It was definitely a highlight of my summer and made a good story to tell my friends back home. 

Game #2: July 2008
I went to this game with Jackie and her parents and we sat in the same seats as we did the first time. I can't even explain how awesome these seats are or how lucky I was to have experienced two Red Sox vs. Yankees games from such close proximity to the field. The game was delayed by an hour because of rain so it ended up going until midnight, but it was totally worth it. This was one of Manny Ramirez's last games; he left the Red Sox only a few days later, so we were glad to see him play one last time. The Red Sox ended up winning, but what made this game so amazing was the work of a few guys sitting behind us. There were about six or seven men who were all coworkers at some business in Boston sitting behind us and they appreciated our "Lester is More" sign that we held up in between innings (Jon Lester was pitching). So we struck up a little conversation with them...keep in mind that they all looked to be in about their thirties and only slightly intoxicated at this point. Jackie and I were both sixteen. Somehow we got one of the guys to promise us a foul ball if he caught one. He was obviously not intending to catch one...that would have been pure luck. Well it must have been a lucky day, because he caught a foul ball and instead of bringing it home to his kids, he gave it to Jackie and I and it is now sitting on my mantelpiece at home with a little card that says "Official Major League Baseball pitched by Jon Lester on July 27, 2008." We left out the fact that it was hit by Melky Cabrera but oh wells. Just the fact that I have a baseball from a Red Sox vs. Yankees game at Fenway Park is awesome enough for me.

Game #3: June 2010
So nothing can really compare to dancing on the Red Sox dugout with the mascot (and my two best friends) or receiving a foul ball pitched by Jon Lester from the drunk guys sitting behind us, but Saturday's game was amazing nevertheless. Apparently it was raining the entire time, but our seats were covered so we didn't feel a drop. Jackie's seats wouldn't have been the most comfortable for this game, so we were lucky to be sitting in the grandstand. At this game, I was with Goofball, Connor and Dan Metler. The atmosphere was charged as always with crazy Red Sox fans, this time hoping for a win against the Philadelphia Phillies. I felt like I should like the Phillies since they come from the state I now reside in 8 months out of the year, but everyone knows that no team compares to the Red Sox for me. And the whole home state thing obviously has no weight on my preference in teams since I despise the New York Yankees...Anyway, while nothing amazing happened specifically to me at this game, we did get to witness Daniel Nava hit a grand slam on his debut pitch in the Major Leagues which was pretty epic. Can you imagine pulling something like that off on your very first pitch? I hope he turns out to be some great player and I can say that I saw him in his first game. 

Needless to say, I had a great weekend and am finally home after lots and lots of driving.
Sucks that the Red Sox lost to the Phillies tonight so they couldn't sweep the series. Oh wells.
The good thing about baseball is that there will always be another game...another opportunity to prove the better team. 

(Lizout)