Redemption

So I had stayed away from hot dogs since the incident at the concert a few weeks ago.  But last night, we took Spanky to see Neil Diamond at Fenway Park.  And in my previous discussion of hot dogs, I may have mentioned my deep love of the Fenway Frank.  So I couldn’t resist, bun and all.  And it was perfection.  I think I ate all of its foot-long glory in just 3 bites.  In fact, I could have eaten another one, but decided not to push my luck.  Not one ounce of hot dog rejection.  We are back on the right track.

Spanky has had a good introduction to concerts this summer.  Bruce Springsteen.  Neil Diamond.  I think we are providing a good balance.  I was thinking that Spanky was a lucky fetus, how many fetuses can say they saw/heard Neil Diamond sing Sweet Caroline live at Fenway?  But then Neil sang Sweet Caroline again.  And then again, a third time.  Spanky (and the rest of us) didn’t feel so lucky and special anymore.