I’ve been watching a lot of baseball lately, due no doubt to the impressive pitching performance of the Rangers this season. Skeeter has been watching a lot with me and learning a bit about the game. And it can be a confusing game. Recently, after a Ranger scored from third, she asked “Was that a Death Run?” I was stunned for a few seconds before remembering a previous conversation. “No, it’s called a suicide squeeze.”
We took a five day vacation to San Antonio and traveled with two other couples. We had much fun, but I was outvoted on two significant issues. We didn’t have a single Mexican meal there and we didn’t go see the Alamo. It reminded me again why we normally vacation alone.
I signed up for extra classes this summer. The result was that I taught classes all summer and thus reduced my days off to about two weeks over the summer break. Part of the reason I got into teaching was to get summers off. Of course that was before kids’ college funds.
Scooter has had a time consuming job this summer and it’s wearing on her. She baby sat one of Squealer’s friends for eight hours every day all summer long and is worn out from chasing them all around. I’m secretly (and not so secretly) amused every time the Girl or Squealer says to her “I’m bored.”
Pecan Grove continues with Transition Team meetings on a weekly basis. It’s going well, I think, but slowly. Many conversations, many different points of view. We continue to pray for breakthroughs in some of these unresolved issues.
FPU is going well at Pecan Grove. Recently one guy (who’s in financial difficulty) roared out of the church parking lot in his 08 fire engine red Mustang. One of the coordinators for the class said in his slow southern drawl. “Dave’ll tell him to sell the car.” Indeed.
A triple wammy next week as Scooter starts High School, Skeeter Middle School, and Squealer begins the first grade. I took Scooter to her high school orientation (at my own alma mater) this week and found the rising nostalgia a bit overwhelming. I can’t believe my daughter is entering her freshman year of high school.
Facebook has taken over more of my life and crowding out a bit of blog time. Perhaps that will change as we start school on the 24th. We’ll see.
Friday, August 14, 2009
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Not going to the Alamo is disappointing, but not eating any Mexican food . . . that's just wrong!
I took my kids to San Antonio a few years back (could it really have been 5 years?). Anyway, we rode in a gondola, ate Mexican food along the river (in the rain, but our table had an umbrella - "It adds to the ambiance" I told my kids), and absolutely went to the Alamo (my grandaddy got married in the doorway of the Alamo ever so many years ago). So.... what did you do?
Matthew,
Agreed
Kathy,
We went to Sea World (nice) The Rainforest Cafe (not so nice, but the kids loved it) and to a cave in San Marcos (very interesting). We also spent a lot of time in the hotel pool. The kids loved that. Next time we might just stay in our home town and live in a hotel for a couple of days...
I lived in San Antonio from age 2 to 7. Many memories of the riverfront and the Alamo. But what looms largest, and ominously, in my memory is the Tower of America. To this day, I look at photos of it and I'm filled with the same fear of riding to the top. Even as a kid I wondered: Is it safe? It looks like a spaceship on a churro.
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