Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Baseball

I returned from college/Europe to find my family has gone baseball-crazy. I should have seen it coming, because S- is very athletic and was in Little League last year. But this year he was in the playoffs and for a week my family has talked non-stop about rankings, playoffs, championships, home runs, tie games, clean-up batters and short-arm throws. I'm really amazed how much they knew. I was never and never will be athletic - I acquired depth perception at the so-young age of 17 - and until a year ago none of this would have mattered. We all probably would have scoffed at the notion of a Janney baseball fan club. Just one of the changes that happened under my nose while at college.

I went to my church for the first time in two months. I realized I haven't been there for more than 3 weeks in over nine months. Until last year, that would have been unthinkable and I'm glad I've found another church to replace it! It was nice, however, to be amongst people you've known for 17 years (give or take). I was remembering my first VBS, so many years ago, and my very vivid memories of the play kitchen I never got to play with because I was so shy and timid. (Yes, I've changed).

I also went on a long walk. Or, to be precise, it was short (1 mile) but I was running. With a stroller. With two siblings. One of whom had a very full bladder. Haven't done anything like that in a year. I was stopped by three people who knew me or my family, which goes to show I live in a small town. I love my town because Coopersburg is the best of all worlds (except Croatia). Within five minutes I can get anything I want - from fields to shopping malls (ok, I don't ever want those, but details are...details) to doctor's offices (a staple in my family). It's still small enough (or I'm well connected enough) that my neighbor is the mayor (he's also my pastor's son and my banker), the postman is a personal friend/acquaintance and I'm known as a member of "that nice family that had the sick father." Way to be known for our strengths...

Gotta go fix up asparagus and ham,

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