Ike, You're Killing Me

This rain is killing me. Steroids, steroid creams, drugs... none of it seems to help make my hands not resemble the Michelin man's. Plus, C-man is begging to go outside and play baseball. I am going to go take him out to get our Ryan Braun mini magnet of the all-important daily mini-Brewers magnets that come out each day. ********************** Taking time out of our baseball game to smell the roses: