Why it's better to be a girl than a boy

Chad and I used to go to the Rogers Cup in Toronto nearly every summer. This summer, Chad suggested going again, though he chose Liam to keep him company rather than me. Fair enough - Liam has really been enjoying tennis this summer.

They waited until the last minute to buy tickets, hoping to see Federer play. That didn't work out for them but the match they were scheduled to see was Murray (fresh off his Olympic gold medal win) against the up and coming Canadian player, Raonic.

Rather than sit home and twiddle our thumbs all day, Mallory and I made plans of our own. We got tickets to see The Stratford Festival's production of "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown."

Thursday came, and it rained. And rained. And rained. Mallory and I left home and drove to Stratford. In the rain. We went into the theatre in the rain, and came out in the rain, did some shopping in the rain and went for dinner at Gramma and Grampa's house in the rain. Then we drove home in the rain.

The boys got home at midnight. Here's the recap of their day: they left the house in the rain, stopped for lunch and some shopping in London, continued on to Toronto in the rain, sat around in the rain for 4 hours hoping that a match would be played (during which time Murray actually pulled out, but by this time I think they were desperate to see any player play, no matter his ranking), and then at 9 p.m. when the match was officially called off, they got back in the car and drove the 3 hours home. In the rain.

Clearly, it was a better day to be a girl than a boy.

All was not *totally* lost though... Liam did come home with this very cool giant tennis ball souvenir of the tennis match he never saw.

We do have two free tickets to next year's tournament now. The only thing is, next year's tournament is in Montreal.

I feel a road trip coming on!!

Also on the bright side... guess who made it onto TV???