he can 'catch' me anytime...

Last Sunday I grabbed breakfast at Starbucks with my inlaws, and a young woman came in with a puppy. I started chatting with her about her new dog, a Cavalier King Charles, and we set a date to meet this Sunday at 10am with all our pups for coffee. So yesterday I packed up Tango and Murray and off we went to the neighborhood Starbucks. She never showed, which was a little disappointing, but as Josh pointed out, she likely forgot it was Father's day when she made the date. Understandable, and maybe we'll run into each other again.

As I was sitting outside and chatting with my mom and some friends while we waited, a car pulled up next to us and out came Jason Varitek, the Red Sox catcher and captain. As the door slammed to my right, I glanced over and proceeded to stare shamelessly as he sauntered past my bench and into the coffee shop. In fact, I think my mouth may have actually fallen open and stayed open for that brief minute. I interrupted my mom and tried to explain who he was to her, but as the most non-athletic person I know, she wasn't very interested.

Now, I am not much for watching sports, but I do have a soft spot for the Red Sox. My hubs, Josh, is a HUGE sports fan, and he is practically fanatic for the Red Sox, as is most of New England. Out of all the players on the team, though, Jason Varitek is my favorite. He seems the most level-headed, hard working, supportive member of the group. Plus he is HOT. Yesterday, he was wearing slacks and a button down shirt and the best way to describe him would be to say he looked 'manly' and 'rugged'.

Needless to say, I totally forgive the Cavalier King Charles' mom for not showing up at Starbucks. If it weren't for her, I'd have missed seeing Jason's butt. And that made my 20 minutes lost absolutely worth it.