World of Work

Almost every day I think of something that I could write about in this space, but then I don't. Some reasons why this happens may be that when I have that thought I am on my way out the door, or at work, or in the car and then I forget about it when I get back home. For the next eleven weeks I anticipate that I will be at home more and that I will be writing more. I will also be doing more gardening, knitting, sewing, and I am going to learn how to spin. I will have more time to visit my mother-in-law and to spend time with my grandchildren. I will make it to more Jazzercize classes, workout with the Wii and go to 'Happy Hour' at the gallery night club on Thursday evenings. I will spend time at the swimming pool, do some fishing and some camping, read more books and watch more movies. Maybe I will volunteer at the library and the Red Cross. All of this is possible because I am off work for the summer. Granted, I only work 20 hours a week when I am working, and I could certainly do most of the things I have just listed as well as work those 20 hours. But, I don't.
Let's see what happens.

T-Ball

I spent most Tuesday and Thursday evenings in June at Plum Creek Park watching Sam and his team learn and play T-ball. This picture shows Rob helping Sam get ready to bat. I think Rob must have done this particular routine about 1,000 times in June because as a coach he would get each kid ready to bat. Sometimes the batter would be successful on the first attempt, but usually Rob would have to retrieve the ball, set up the batting tee, and line up the batter. By the end of the season a lot of kids could hit a ball past the pitcher and one little guy could hit it out of the infield. Their defensive play improved a lot also as they moved from every player on the field converging on the ball after it was hit, to one person fielding the ball and throwing it to first. Teams don't keep score, three innings are played, everyone bats in every inning, and most teams have as many parents in the field as 5-year-olds.