World Series Baseball, roast beef, potatoes and gravy, teevee trays. . . Kathleen jacked the testosterone level sky high tonight as she whipped out a late dinner for her men, just in time for the Addison Russell Grand Slam, putting the Cubbies ahead 7-0. This is a Chicago house for now, the sympathy level is high, we need our strength to get out of the hole. Cubs in Seven.
Andrew will spend the night, make us breakfast, then head out with Stan to a forenoon tee time at Creeksbend National.
It's the first of November and we haven't had a freeze yet. We shall exploit it fully.
