Words, mostly
Every night I look at the global covid maps. I want to see how other places are doing with reopening and easing of restrictions.
I leave America last. Sometimes I skip it all together. Sorry, it’s not you, dear readers, it’s your dear leader…😳 Continue reading “Edging closer to the covid-abyss”
I’m sitting here full of coffee and honey toast watching Mom on tv.
There is a child sleeping in my bed, clean laundry all around me I can’t put away in my bedroom, and wet cleats in the oven turned on low.
My life is sooo exciting! 😂
I spend half of baseball season tethered to my phone or some other device where teamsnap is loaded into.
This year’s baseball season has been a particularly wet one so I have spent more, not less time, keeping an eye on that app.
I’m not feeling it this year. I’m mostly just annoyed. 🙄 Continue reading “Outdoor youth sports and the weather gods”
Today I saw a giant, disgusting, creepy-crawly, icky bug with a million legs which was at least a foot long. 😵
Reminded me of the bug in Kafka’s Metamorphosis, although that one was more like a cockroach if memory serves… 😳
Continue reading “Here’s what happened when I saw Kafka’s bug”
Yesterday I accidentally dropped a guinea pig into his cage where he landed on a rock.
Head first.
Granted, there was hay on the rock, and the fall wasn’t that far, just a few inches, but still.
Hope he doesn’t have a piggie concussion. (He’s fine, I checked twice and again this morning.)
It’s his fault anyway; why would he leap out if my arms like that? He appeared to enjoy the snuggle just a minute earlier….
Speaking of concussion, the kids went for a baseline test last week. And naturally, us being us, there had to be an adventure… 😂 Continue reading “Competitive behaviour in boys and girls, or brothers and sisters”
This Saturday morning in September promises to be hot and sunny. Perfect weather for baseball.
One kid took off with her dad to play the first of at least two, maybe three games this weekend. They left about 25 minutes before I did with the other kid.
Her baseball team starts playoffs this morning, and her diamond is slightly further away than her brother’s.
My son plays his last regular season game today. His playoffs start next weekend.
As I type this I’m sitting in my baseball chair, without coffee, at 8:55 am at my son’s diamond.
It’s already hot, but not unpleasant (yet).
I have to pee.
Continue reading “Sport parenting in crossover season: baseball and hockey”
Spring is MIA.
…it doesn’t quite end. Not really. Because after the regular season finally concludes, there’s the playoff season, and when you get bumped out of that, you enter post-season tournaments, and after those are done, you have to go to try-outs to prepare for next season, which starts with a summer tournament in July followed by the dry-land training season which begins sometime in August….
