Another year older today. Doesn’t feel any different.
It was a low-day for me yesterday. But that was good. That’s the way I like it …
I was woken at 7:15 with a birthday call from Mom and Dad, and then rolled out of bed to see Kates and Phoebe coming to greet me. They had spent the night in the cool basement because it was so hot upstairs …
At work, I was immediately fielding questions about my “Evening with Stevie Wonder” experience. I cranked out a couple stories. My friend Raechel bought me Subway for lunch. I designed a couple Travel pages. And then by 2 in the afternoon I was on my merry way home …
As I arrived home, Kates was arriving home from a doctor’s check-up … and we celebrated the fact her blood pressure has returned to normal and she is officially off her medication! Woo hoo …
After spending the remainder of the afternoon playing with Phoebs, I was off to play baseball … finally. Though there were a few minutes Kates and I wondered if I was meant to play this year. Two hours before game time we were hit with a major downpour, but it lasted only a few minutes …
Maybe it would have been better if we did get rained out …
We got bombed. By the other team and the mosquitoes …
Our catcher gave up on us. We were playing without our starting infield … We stopped counting score when we went down 11-3.
I went 1-for-3 at the plate. I struck out my first time up on a hanging knuckleball that was right in front of me; I foul-tipped it into the catcher’s glove. Then I chopped a ball up the middle in the fourth and stole second, but got picked off when I tried to get a little aggressive and the shortstop snuck behind me to catch a really good throw from the pitcher. My last time up I hit a hard groundball to the shortstop and was thrown out at first …
1 comment:
Happy birthday.
Love,
Tom Henke
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