Blah. Hate the cold and rain in August. But hey, it’ll beat the heck out of 93 and humid tomorrow. And speaking of beating…why is it that the Tribe waits until it doesn’t matter anymore to start winning games?
Had another sleepover with Jakey last night. We played and wore each other out. Keeps me young. And don’t you know, I looked all over town for a simple oversized bat, ball and free-standing tee this morning (the Indians need a lot of help so I thought I’d start batting practice early), and nobody had one. Off to Mansfield.
As many of you know, I had a test at the hospital (all results normal, yay), and they shot me full of iodine to light up my innards. Well of course, as has been the case in the dozens of surgeries I’ve had over the years, they couldn’t find a vein in one arm after digging around a while, so they abandoned that effort and tried the other arm. Lovely. I am grossed out daily. Jake pointed at my arms this morning and said, “Uh-oh.” Indeed.
So what’s everyone up to this weekend? Playing around? Traveling? Knitting one’s dog or cat hair into a scarf? Share.