"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. " ~ James 1:2-3

Play Ball! (if it stops raining)

 

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Some photos from the baseball game on Thursday night. Tom, Harper and I, and many of our friends from church enjoyed dinner at Flaming Amy’s, a local restaurant. On our way to the ball field, where college students join the local league to get summer practice, it started to rain.

The game was delayed for almost an hour and a half. The “official” game start time, sponsored by Joe’s Pools & Spa*, was 8:24pm. We stayed for roughly 45 minutes, until Harper started fussing. We enjoyed the 45 minutes of the game we did see, though. The dollar beers didn’t hurt, either.

Our team, the Sharks, were wearing pink “Molly Maid” uniforms, which made it harder to root for them. However, their playing was excellent, and the fact that they kept scoring made it easier and easier to cheer for the home team.

Go Sharks!

*Okay, so maybe the start time wasn’t sponsored by Joe’s. Everything was sponsored by someone, I just happen to forget who sponsored the start time! (Yes, the start time really was sponsored)

Road Trip 1. 1

 

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I love the slogan “in an orange grove.” Catchy.

Road Trip V1.0

 

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Wouldn’t you all love to eat at Wok N Stuff II? That means there is at least a Wok N Stuff I. I bet their “Stuff” is delicious.

Long Lost Siblings…

 

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Happy Husband

 

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On our trip to Florida, I saw a sign that said “Happy Wife, Happy Life.” This may be true, but a Happy Husband is pretty important too!

“All Suites are Better”

Driving through Florida Tom and I saw a sign for Comfort Suites which, along with exit info and amenities, told us that “all suites are better”.

This begs the question “better than what?” We have a few ideas:

All suites are better… than sleeping in your car.

All suites are better…than a rock to the head.

Seriously though, better than what? Are they better than they used to be? Am I supposed to assume that all suites are better than rooms? I really don’t understand this slogan. Comfort Suites, you have failed!

A Note from Friday

I am driving. Quite literally – I am dictating this to Tom as I drive to Florida. It has gotten dark; up until recently, I was snapping pictures of oddities along the highway. Something about focusing on the journey, not the destination. Too bad I didn’t decide to start taking pictures until after the bizarre and plentiful shack skeletons on the side of the highway in South Carolina. (We finally discovered that they were ALL basket stands – although who needs that many baskets?)

Whoot!! We are in Georgia! Unfortunately the speed limit is lower in Georgia. And why are weigh stations always closed? What are weigh stations? They seem to be some remnent of the past, like boarded up factories in downtowns. Is this one of those things where older people sigh and say “you don’t know what a weigh station is?”

In some ways, this was quite possibly the worst weekend to go on vacation. I have a resident research day next Wednesday for which I am helping 14 residents prepare. In fact, I have a data set sitting in my e-mail awaiting my immediate attention. It will have to wait until Tuesday. Additionally, Harper’s sleep patterns have gone off the deep end this week; apparently 3 am is the perfect time for a 2-3 hour play session. (Aside: What is that smell?) (Aside#2: What kind of mascot is “the Jackets”-The sign said “Go Jackets”) Now what was I saying? Oh yes, yesterday I had a massive panic/stress attack that landed me in the ER(I’m fine now). This afternoon when I came home from work early to make the ten hour drive, I found our bathroom flooded and water literally pouring from the walls and ceilings. Apparently, the toilet upstairs had exploded.

On second thought, this may have been the perfect weekend to go on vacation.