Thursday, March 18, 2010

The Worst E-mail A Parent Can Get

So I got that e-mail that all parents dread, today. That e-mail that you hope against hope that you never receive about YOUR son. It's the e-mail that you wish you could do something about but you just can't. Your hands are tied. The next 4 months of your life are ruined - at least the weekends. I got this e-mail (the names have been changed to protect the innocent):

Good evening,

My name is Steve, and I will be your son’s baseball coach in The Farm B Division. We are the Yankees. Our first practice will be Sunday afternoon at 1pm, at The Local Elementary School on Main Street. My home phone number is ***-***-****. You can also contact me via email: I have 4 small children, so please call before 8pm. You can email any time.

I look forward to working with your sons and meeting you. Have a great end of the week, and please let me know if you have any questions.




Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Front Window

It's official. I'm old.

You see - growing up, I used to love sitting at my grandparents kitchen table. The thing was smack up against a big bay window and you could just sit and stare outside all day long. We'd listen to Pirate games at that table, we'd sit there while Gram cooked us some lunch or loaded the dishwasher. The pitchers of beer kept being replenished by us kids and the adults would just sit at the table and shoot the shit while life happened outside. As an adult I recently sat there with Pap and smoked a cigar and listened to some jazz on the radio. (Even as a grown man, I still was the one who made the trip to the basement to fill up the pitcher. Some things never get old!)

This past weekend, I set up our dining room table to be up against our big front window. (I'm not sure that Geana is sold on the idea, but she's given me the leeway to try it.) I've spent hours here since then, just putzing around on line and staring out to the world. I find it really calming and enjoyable. Life seems to slow down as you hear the whir of the cars pass by and the occasional ambulance going to or from the hospital around the corner.

You may think that the picture above was staged, but it was not. This is how the kids left their toy outside and what I've gotten to look at all day. :)

Sunday, March 14, 2010


So we got a new car. We weren't prepared but we did it anyway. Kinda like when we had the quads - anyway...

We kept the van and traded in the Morris Taurus for a Honda Pilot. This vehicle does so much stuff that I think that it can probably tudor our kids. It's ridiculous.

More later this weekend about Sammy's show!

Monday, March 01, 2010

A Day in the Life - Videocast

Last weekend I took the opportunity to videotape our Saturday escapades... this is what we came up with! Enjoy... (you may have to be patient and watch a brief ad before our video starts).