Oh What to Do?
Go first class!
The smashing baseball team was slated to go to the Lone Star State next week for a 10-day tournament. It surprised us newbies, but we bucked up got plane, hotel and car ducks all lined up.
Then, management threw a $225 per family you-owe-us last week, the ball fields don't allow outside food or drink and it's high freakin' summer in LSS. Oh, and the $25 gate pass. And hoping to fit in as many family and friends visits as possible. And it's high Freakin' summer!
Much time was spent on email with the different personalities speaking out. The Rooster, Bandwagon-er, Cut Bait or Fish, Pleaser, Whatevers, etc. But no one, including me, would step up to just say anything definititve.
We couldn't even vote LSS off the island. It was a hung jury/tie vote/pick your favorite no decision phrase.
Today was the drop dead deadline to decide if we were going. Coach talked to us, we muttered among ourselves and the flurry of emails.
It was finally decided to not go. BamBam is not too terribly torn up. He did want to see some family. Oh, the girls would have been outta of town, now that I think on it.
What do I do?
I rescheduled my ticket for a week later to go to my 30 year high school reunion. I am not going coach, I am taking that money we would have saved and am blowing it on traveling first class. I am hoping to not have much on the way of food expenditures by lining up a bunch of lunch and dinner dates. But where to stay?
The smashing baseball team was slated to go to the Lone Star State next week for a 10-day tournament. It surprised us newbies, but we bucked up got plane, hotel and car ducks all lined up.
Then, management threw a $225 per family you-owe-us last week, the ball fields don't allow outside food or drink and it's high freakin' summer in LSS. Oh, and the $25 gate pass. And hoping to fit in as many family and friends visits as possible. And it's high Freakin' summer!
Much time was spent on email with the different personalities speaking out. The Rooster, Bandwagon-er, Cut Bait or Fish, Pleaser, Whatevers, etc. But no one, including me, would step up to just say anything definititve.
We couldn't even vote LSS off the island. It was a hung jury/tie vote/pick your favorite no decision phrase.
Today was the drop dead deadline to decide if we were going. Coach talked to us, we muttered among ourselves and the flurry of emails.
It was finally decided to not go. BamBam is not too terribly torn up. He did want to see some family. Oh, the girls would have been outta of town, now that I think on it.
What do I do?
I rescheduled my ticket for a week later to go to my 30 year high school reunion. I am not going coach, I am taking that money we would have saved and am blowing it on traveling first class. I am hoping to not have much on the way of food expenditures by lining up a bunch of lunch and dinner dates. But where to stay?