Saturday, April 25, 2009

A New Day...

We're supposed to get unseasonably warm weather today - reports are that we might break 80º today and tomorrow - which is a very welcome change. It's been below average since, well, pretty much December, starting with a hellacious ice storm and turning into one of the snowiest winters on record. Our "spring", one month in, has been cold, rainy, and otherwise subpar as well; and as usually happens, we go straight from winter to summer.

But today is supposed to be absolutely gorgeous, and we intend to make the most of it...

BabyGirl G. is starting T-ball today; her coach e-mailed us and informed us of practice yesterday (they have even less organization than the Cub Scouts!*g*). She's excited, being one of only two girls on the entire time (gonna have to keep an eye on that!), mostly about finally getting her chance to play - she's been involved in games of "catch" between her brother and I, but the focus has been on The Boy. Until now...

With any kind of luck, I'll even get a chance to take The Boy out for a ride on the Harley...

Life is pretty good.

That is all.
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3 comments:

Christina RN LMT said...

Hope you all had a fantastic day!

April 25, 2009 at 10:07 PM
Jay G said...

I did, thanks!

Mrs G. took BabyGirl G. to T-ball while I played Guitar Hero with The Boy. When they got home, he and I went for a long ride on the Harley.

Then we got home and got invited to a cookout in the unseasonably warm afternoon. Cooked some burgers and dogs, drank cheap beer, watched the kids play in the sprinkler...

It was a good day...

April 25, 2009 at 11:04 PM
Brad_in_MA said...

Jay,
I was certain you'd taken the Harley out for a spin . . . I heard lots of v-twin rumbles in my neighborhood yesterday. Yesterday was also batting practice with My Progeny . . . damned kid nearly beaned me in the head six times w/ screaming line drives. Her softball coach asked, "How did you learn to hit so well?" The reply -- and this is truly the money quote from the weekend -- MY DADDY TAUGHT ME. That statement is really ironic because anyone who knows me well knows, I don't know dink about sports.

April 26, 2009 at 9:05 AM

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