Elliot and I have my sister and her fiancĂ© watch the kids once a week for us so we can go out on a date.  Typically, they pick weeknights for us to get out, but Blake had a little league game this past week when we were originally scheduled.  We asked them to do a different day, and to our surprise, Ashley offered us Friday night.  

We've never been the type to turn down a Friday night out on the town, so we started thinking about where we'd like to go.  

I told Elliot that my friend, Maddie (my favorite foodie, and an awesome person) had taken me to this awesome place called Tazza about a month ago and I'd love to take him there if he was game for trying something new.  He looked up the menu, and I made him aware of the amazing goat cheese dip that they have as an appetizer.  He was sold.  


Located in the heart of Cameron Village, this little gem is definitely becoming one of my favorite spots in Raleigh.  It's not super big, and it's one of four locations, originally starting in Richmond, VA.  We put our name in with the host and made our way to the bar to check out the craft beers and yummy wines.  


I enjoyed a Sauvignon Blanc (my fave) and Elliot tried two different beers, one was a scotch ale from a brewery near the triangle and the other was a marzen type.  I'm not big on the flavors and such of beers, I know I like wheat beers, and lots of other beers, and I don't like the kind that taste like you're licking a postage stamp.  I know my wine a bit, though, and mine was good.  

We enjoyed the amazing goat cheese appetizer I told y'all about, and some cauliflower that was cooked with red onion, cheese and mint.  For dinner, Elliot had a pasta dish and I had a salad with Chicken.  

We enjoyed the atmosphere and conversation, and then we got tired and decided it was time to head back to the house.  


I guess we are turning into those old folks.  :)  I sure do love a good night out with this man, though.  How was your weekend?  


The Baseball Wife


Well hello, offseason.  You swooped in and got me to finally let loose. 

It's about time, really.

I've been in serious need of a few good Friday nights.

My first fun Friday was actually not in the offseason, quite yet.  It was in the AAA post season.  Elliot's team, the Columbus Clippers, ended up playing the Durham Bulls in the first round of the playoffs!  The Clippers had two games at home and then made their way right down to our hometown.  


I was so pumped to bring the twins to their very first game at the DBAP.  If you don't know much of our history, the Durham Bulls Athletic Park was our home for 4 seasons.  That's pretty much unheard of in AAA baseball.  Not only did they take care of us during the season, they also took care of us in the offseason.  We stayed in Durham for the offseasons, and Elliot found a home giving lessons to local kids at the ballpark.  This place treats us like family.

So, getting to watch Elliot come back and play here was like homecoming.  I couldn't wait to see our friends at the ballpark, and I was so excited to get to cheer for Elliot at home again.  Sharing a night with our daughters like I did with our son when he was their age was a definite highlight.


To top the game off, we were even in for fireworks after the game.  We got to watch from the dugout with Elliot.  Blake, Hazel, & Skylar really enjoyed the fireworks and we finished off the night by watching Blake run the bases over and over and over.


Sadly for the Clippers, they lost the series 3-1 the next day during the game.  As soon as I found out the game that Saturday was a day game, though, I knew I had to get a little surprise in store for Elliot and I.  I jumped on stub hub and found some tickets to see Jason Aldean, one of my faves, play at Walnut Creek in Raleigh.


We enjoyed a night of dinner, tailgating, and singing along to great country music with friends.  It was the perfect way to welcome the offseason.


Gosh, I've missed this man.  Spending the majority of the season away from him was so hard.  I'm so happy to have my best friend back.

Friday #2 was the night of my sister's engagement party.  Elliot and I left the kids and grabbed a couple wine bottles to head over to the home of their friends, Rachael and Danny.  There was a delicious wine punch, a deli food truck, and an engagement ring shaped cake for all.  The party was complete with basketball games, blackjack, flippy cup, and all around ridiculousness.  


My family and I partook in a hilarious photo shoot.  I don't think we got a single "normal" picture.  My sister and I are attempting the "prom" pose here.  

Friday #3 was a great girls night out.  I hit up West End Wine Bar in Durham with several of my girlfriends where we enjoyed cocktails, pizza, and appetizers on the mezzanine.  The food and drinks were great, the company was  even better.  We made friends with the man that busses the tables, and he made us uncomfortable when he took our picture with his phone.  I can't make this stuff up.  

Before he opted to take a picture for his own personal use, he did snap one for us to commemorate the night.  


Don't you just love to get dolled up and go enjoy a night with friends?  I know I do.  We remembered to take a picture a little late, and we didn't get about half the girls in the picture because they had already gone home.  Next time, we'll have to remember before everyone leaves!  

Friday #4 is actually this Friday.  Elliot and I have a date!  We are undecided as to where, but we have some ideas.  I'm looking forward to spending another weekend night with him (I know those of you with kids and those of you in baseball know how hard it is to get a Friday night out).  

How is your fall going?  Any suggestions for our night out on the town this weekend?  


The Baseball Wife



Whenever I tell people how old the twins are, I usually hear a response along the lines of "already? I can't believe they are already that old, it's going so fast!"

My response is usually along the lines of "nope, it feels like they should be that old to me."  

I can't even hardly remember what all has happened in the last 9 months.  It's weird to think it was ONLY 9 months ago that I was sitting at Blake's little league game, timing my contractions, trying to decide if I was going to have to make the call to my OBGyn when we got home from his game.  It's hard to believe it's only been 9 months that we've been a family of 5.  


About a month ago, I was at a birthday party for a friend of Blake's at a gym.  I sat with the twins in the stroller on the side watching Blake run around with his little friends, and chatted with some of my neighbors.  While I was sitting there, this older man walked up and just looked at the girls.  He wasn't trying to bother me, just wanted to know how old they were.  I think they were almost 8 months at the time.  When he heard how old they were, he responded by telling me I was doing a great job, and then he said something so sweet:

"I know the days are long right now, really long, but I promise the years are going to be short."

It's stuck with me.  When I have long days, I think about what he says.  I think about how Blake has gone from as small as his sisters to a 4 1/2 year old in the blink of an eye.  

I've had a lot of long days lately.  As I posted before, I recently had to increase my dosage on my postpartum depression medication.  When I did that and told my family it was happening, my sister and her fiancĂ© and my mom and dad all dropped everything to lend me a helping hand.  My mom stayed with me for a week.  She let me sleep in every morning as I was getting up with the girls at night.  She let me nap if I needed it (a common side effect to increasing a dose on my particular depression medication is needing to sleep a lot).  Little by little my exhaustion was finally going away.


By the time my mom left town with my dad to head back home, I was pretty refreshed.  I can't begin to tell you the necessity of having family to back you up, not only as a parent, but also in baseball.  Being a baseball wife is a lonely job.  Many don't see that.  They see the cars, the money, the big league games, and the sparkle.  But there's another side.  The side for those of us that hold together families while our husbands bus around.  The side that has seen many more minor league seasons than major league seasons.  Many of us are being a huge support system for these men.  Without the support of my mom, my dad, my sister, and my friends, I wouldn't be able to be the wife I am to Elliot.

We are ready to embark on this home stretch of the first year with twins.  There is a light at the end of the tunnel, and we are ready to get to birthday celebrations for the girls and Blake this offseason.  


The Baseball Wife