Today is Saturday and I have been solo Seiler since 6:40 this morning. I did not even open my peepers until 8:30 and then I rolled toward the window to let the sun shine on my face as I woke slowly with the warmth. Without a doubt this is my favorite thing in the world - to have the warmth of the sun wake me vs. having the obnoxious sound of my alarm clock. I lolled around in my PJ's and watched the absolute brain decaying candy of "Keeping Up With the Kardashians" while I had a bacon sandwich for breakfast (don't judge me). I have kind of cleaned today, but mostly I have been lazy - gloriously, blissfully, lazy.
When I finally did get moving I got in my trusty wagon and headed to the local sonic - and got a strawberry limeade, aw yeah! Still the baseball diamond was callin' my name. I went and watched one of the 4 games that Fisherman coached today. I can, without a doubt, say that there is nothing, repeat nothing I do not like about baseball (or softball).
The Connie Mack World Series - and my brother played on the team that went the farthest toward garnering a home team win of any team in history, check it out here.
It is in my blood and I carry all those wonderful memories around to a new baseball season.
Now, I get to not only watch Fisherman and proudly exclaim "I Heart the Coach" but get to watch my little nephew suit up and look mighty handsome as he struts his little self out on to the diamond. Last year was his first season and he was a rockstar.
Bring on the boys and girls of SUMMER!