I’ve mentioned before that Mother Nature has been busy peeing all over our area for about two months now. Yesterday was no different and found us sitting for an hour and a half in the cold, pouring rain, watching Helena’s softball game. Any other year, the game would have been cancelled but seeing as how almost all of their games this year, as well most of their practices, have been cancelled, rescheduled and cancelled again for rain, I think the softball league was just bound and determined that everyone would see this one game through, even if it meant that the girls needed to grow gills to catch a fly ball.
But once the thunder boomed, it was over. The field horn blared, the game was called for rain, the kids swam off the field and everyone sloshed their way back to their cars.
Once we successfully reschedule all of these practices and games, I estimate that this softball season will end sometime in the spring of 2013.
I leave you with a post I wrote last year about Helena playing softball. And yes, I’m aware that Friday’s post was all about softball too. I’m sorry about that. But it was either softball or the ginormous abscess that suddenly appeared on the back of Helena’s ear and screamed SURPRISE and tried to hug me when I went to change her earrings earlier this week.
You’re welcome.
Happy Sunday, everyone!
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Vertigo sticks and their relationship to softball. Or lack thereof.
(Originally published June, 2010)
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Helena, my nine year old, has played softball for at least five years now and she’s doing pretty darn well. She even pitched a game this week where she struck out the first batter with her first three pitches.
I didn’t get photos of it because I was too busy programming all the Division I and II colleges for women’s fast pitch into the speed dial on my cell phone.
However, there are still moments when I feel like we’ve been transported back in time to her very first season, when the girls were clueless as to what to do, how to do it, why they had to do it whilst standing far away in a field where nothing ever happened and, most importantly, who could land the best cartwheel while wearing a glove?
Sometimes I wonder if Helena is really paying attention? Or is she mulling over the lyrics of Bad Romance and wondering what a vertigo stick is and why Lady GaGa wears big, wooden, bedazzled jock straps on stage? And should she ask her mom about it?
I’m glad she hasn’t because Lady GaGa confuses me. I don’t know why she wants anyone’s psycho or vertigo stick and while there’s some debate as to my possession of the former, I’m pretty sure I’m not equipped with the latter. I’d rather avoid the entire subject so I wouldn’t have a clue as to what to tell Helena other than HEY, I KNOW! HOW ABOUT WE DISCUSS HOW DADDY PLANTS HIS SEED IN MOMMY’S BELLY AND MAKES A BABY GROW INSTEAD? WITH PROPS? AND A POWER POINT PRESENTATION! AND THEN WE’LL EAT COOKIES!
Its just seems to me that sometimes, Helena appears … preoccupied.
You know … daydreaming.
Somewhat distracted.
Otherwise engrossed in other, more riveting activities.
Sometimes she’ll even do something that makes me break out in a panic sweat while envisioning her head engulfed in a swarm of creepy crawlies but then she’ll telepathically holler RELAX, MOM. I DIDN’T WEAR ANYBODY ELSE’S HELMET. I’M JUST I’M BORED OUT OF MY GOURD to calm me down.
Thank you, Helena. Now please stop touching your head because it freaks me out.
Sometimes, I simply worry that Helena just isn’t actively engaged in what’s happening around her.
But then, something will happen, such as a pop fly will soar overhead and travel in her general direction like a heat seeking missile and suddenly, my worries are lessened, my fears are alleviated and my concerns are put to rest because there is no doubt in my mind …
Helena is totally in the moment.
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8 thoughts on “Weekend regurgitation: Musings on Lady GaGa in the outfield”
Wait. I can’t remember, did she catch it!?
You certainly have put your time in at a race and then a softball game.
The Great Outdoors offer so much to us.
Love that last photo!
We got some of your rain today – take it back!!!
You are cracking me up! Let’s hope she put her mitt up there and it didn’t just come crashing into her head!
So I am at work and laughed out loud at that last picture. I love it and I love your writing style!
Me too — that last photo is priceless.
I like your photos and it thrills me on the last photo whether she caught it or not. lol..
I love your posts. You always crack me up.
Great pictures of your daughter too.
I love the expression in the last photo