My Mother’s Green Thumb

My mother is exciting with the new outdoor planters that she received from us kids for Christmas. She has been itching to get an outddor planter or two for when the weather breaks in a few short months. Since moving into their new home she has been busy with the inside of the house and her indoor planters and is ready to make some changes to the outside come spring.

My mother has always been known for her green thumb. The house we all grew up in had the most wonderful window box planters that all the neighbors were very envious of, she really got a charge out of that. We also always had a nice vegetable garden in the back that we were known with sharing the harvest around the neighbor each season. The only indoor planter that I can remember back then was one that always held a nice and healthy mother-in-law’s tongue that ironically enough her mother-in-law bought for her shortly after my folks were married. My mother much preferred to be outside in the sun tending all of her beauties.

Christmas Cash

Now that Christmas is over with and some folks received cold hard cash or gift cards for gifts there are plenty of people that are now ready to buy some nice merchandise for themselves for a change. A good buddy of mine is now looking online for motorcycles for sale, he would like to be on the road come spring and that is hopefully right around the corner at this point. I can only hope that he finds a Harley Davidson and not some Japanese bike. Keep it American!

The Internet is a great way to find items, so it only makes sense to look for the perfect motorcycle or ATV or any type of transportation for that matter. I used to have a motorcycle but times got hard and I started running out of time for riding it and keeping it up each riding season and ended up selling it. That was before the Internet had made buying and selling items so much easier, I’m sure I would have taken advantage of it and probably would have made out much better than I did back then.

Adult Softball League

The Author of this post is Darius Boone

I just moved to the Dallas-Fort Worth area about five months ago and was looking for an adult softball league for mixed genders. The search took me three days and I was on a team with other people in the restaurant industry. The games have been a lot of fun so far and the diamonds we’ve played at have all been top notch. One of the local semi-pro baseball team has even allowed our league to play games so long as we keep everything clean and sell a couple tickets to their games. I make sure to set my HOME SECURITY alarm from before I go play softball because the slum I live in isn’t very safe. I just started a new job and am making a lot more tip money so hopefully I’ll be moving next week to a house with three other people from my team! Eventually our team is going to move up in the divisions because of a fast pitch pitcher who will be joining us from Alabama. She is getting hired at the place where I’m starting. The competition is fairly high in our division but once we move up we’ll really be challenged. A couple of the guys on our team can knock it out of the park. Our DL actually happens to be a woman because she can rack up the base hits consistently, even when it’s a man pitching overhand to her! The off-season is here but the league has been fun.

Aunt Gertie

I just got an email from my cousin Beth, telling me that Aunt Gertie finally passed away in her sleep last night. Her faithful dog Moose was found sleeping at her feet. Aunt Gertie was nearly one hundred years old, so it’s not like it was a big surprise, but it is still sad news.

I can still remember the last time I went to see Aunt Gertie, it was several years ago. There was quite a bit of snow on the ground and Beth and I went snowshoeing for a few hours around the property. Aunt Gertie fixed us a homemade apple pie, cooked in her old fashioned wood burning oven. It was delicious. We watched the local girls basketball game on her black and white television that only got one local channel. It was a throwback in time, and it was wonderful.

Thanks for the memory, Aunt Gertie. Rest well.

Hitting A Softball Can Be Like Artwork

This guest post from Mickey Garza

Tomorrow night is our first softball playoff game vs SEM. They are a team we have beaten on several occasions. One occasion was when I hit a walk-off HR with 2 outs in the bottom of the 7th. It was only the second walk-off HR I had ever hit in softball or softball, so it was incredibly satisfying. I don’t know what came over me, but I knew I was going to hit a HR the instant I stepped up to the plate. The next time we played them, they were prepared for me. They played their OF deep and pitched me outside. I counter-attacked by hitting the ball to the opposite field, which worked out well. The dilemma is that they now know all of my weapons. Since I’m a lefty, they will have one mad deep in RF, one man deep in RC, and one man hugging the line at 3B to take away the backside shot.

I do have one idea, which is to use a 30% swing on the pull side and then up the middle. I saw this done while at the Cherokee Softball Tournament. They only got 1 HR per game. These guys had mastered the 30% swing and could put the ball anywhere they wanted. I have never been so excited about placing the ball before, but it’s like artwork. Once I finish work tomorrow, I’m going to go home, grab a light snack, set myHome alarms home security alarm, and head to the field with new weaponry up my sleeve. I hope it works out.