Ahh, you know it's going to be a good day when...

...the lady at the donut shop throws in a bunch of hot-from-whatever-machine-they-make-donut-goodness-from donut holes in your bag for free! Mmmmmm!

It's going to be a great day. Full of awesome-goodness. Why, you ask? Aside from the donut holes, today we are taking the kids to their first REAL concert (no, Hannah Montana and the Cheetah Girls at the Rodeo DO NOT COUNT. I refuse to accept that). We are going to see No Doubt and Paramore (PE is pretty excited about the latter). Also, the New Moon trailer is being premiered tonight on the MTV Movie Awards. I'm DVR'ing that sucker so I can watch Robward over and over and over....

But really, things started last night at the Dynamo game against Toronto. We've been looking forward to this game for a few reasons, mainly because the husband and my son raised money for Bald Is Beautiful. It's a charity championed by my fave player, Craig Waibel, to help fight pediatric cancer. The gist of yesterday's events is that my son and husband got their heads shaved at the game.

PE offers to shine Connor's head for a quarter

To top the evening off, we killed Toronto 3-0. I probably need to explain this. Our "top player" last year (I say "top player" because that's what the sports writers say.) left us unexpectedly between seasons to go to Toronto... cuz he's a Canuck I guess. This game was the first time he's played back here since the defection. Let me put this in Northerner terms: this would be, hypothetically, like Roger Clemens leaving the Sox to play for the Yankees. All the sports writers, etc. say the Sox haven't a hope in hell to do well ever again without Clemens. Then, say, the Yankees come to play in Boston with Clemens pitching... and then the Sox BEAT THE SNOT OUT OF THEM. Yeah, it was that awesome. We scored all three goals in a total of 5 minutes.

And the cherry on the top of the Dynamo game cake? This was there in the parking lot:


I had no idea Mickey D's had their own equivalent of the Wiener-mobile!