Red Hot, Baby

I’m red hot, baby. No, literally, I’m sun burned to hell and I’m going nuts.

To be honest, I needed to post something here and I’m feeling entirely uncreative, so you’re stuck with a journal entry about my weekend. I had a good weekend, though, so I’m sure you won’t mind (right?).

Friday, I finally had a chance to take Melanie to Yankee Stadium to see a Yankees game. As things always tend to work with us, fate was on our side. It was the first fair weather game I’ve been to all year and I was thankful for that. I didn’t want her to freeze her ass off the entire time. We had fun, though, and she looked damn cute in her pink Yankee shirt and hat.

Monday (part of the Memorial Day weekend), we spent a large chunk of day on the South Beach boardwalk (I think that’s what it’s called lol). I should have worn sun screen. I am redder than hell and my skin feels just as hot. We had fun, though. I’m not usually a beach/boardwalk guy, but even I laid out for a bit on the sand with Melanie and I actually enjoyed it. Yeah, I know, me on the beach and enjoying it is a foreign concept to many. If I just shattered your reality, I apologize, but that’s just what she does to me.

Man, I’m tired of typing this. I’m going to end it here with an animated GIF that Melanie compiled from a few pictures we took while on the boardwalk. Enjoy, homies.