{"id":168,"date":"2002-07-22T14:43:00","date_gmt":"2002-07-22T18:43:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/wordpress\/?p=168"},"modified":"2002-07-22T14:43:00","modified_gmt":"2002-07-22T18:43:00","slug":"the-pooka-life-46","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/?p=168","title":{"rendered":"The Pooka Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Kevin &#038; my dad have returned safely from their sea kayaking adventure in one piece and without any stolen rocks. Yesterday, we all decided to go see a Beavers&#8217; baseball game. They are the farm team for the Padres here in Portland. There&#8217;s nothing like watching a ball game in a stadium. For whatever reason, I am unable to sit through a game on tv. It&#8217;s so slow and I can never see the ball. But put me in the bleachers and I&#8217;m totally engrossed. Maybe it&#8217;s the possibility of catching a fly ball or hearing the crack of the bat or being able to see the ball as it whizzes over the plate. Whatever it is, I just love it. And the best part is, because the Beavers are merely a farm team, there are always seats and the prices are cheap. I think you can get tickets for 2.99. Amazing.<\/p>\n<p>But today Kevin tromped off to work and I dropped my dad at the airport. I&#8217;m trying to decide what my next project will be. I&#8217;ve been reading like crazy for some reason. There&#8217;s something about sitting on the adarondak chair outside in the sunshine that drives all thoughts of work from my head. Ah well, it&#8217;s only Monday. I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;ll get inspired to do something before the weekend. Hee hee.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Kevin &#038; my dad have returned safely from their sea kayaking adventure in one piece and without any stolen rocks. Yesterday, we all decided to go see a Beavers&#8217; baseball game. They are the farm team for the Padres here in Portland. There&#8217;s nothing like watching a ball game in a stadium. For whatever reason, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-168","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2Kqhb-2I","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=168"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.chrissierocks.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}