Almost forgot Pleo lives on... Just wanted to add an updated post. June has been really, really full. Finished up little league, preached a week in Humble, spent and amazing week at Canyon Lake, and then came back for a week of Southside Lectures. Tonight Sommer's parents and siblings are coming over for a mess of fried crappie and shrimp at our house... then off to Anahuac for Thomas' baseball game (Som's lil bro).
Speaking of Anahuach, please continue to pray for Mickey Suttle. He is a faithful, wonderful brother in Christ who is suffering from an extremely dangerous form of brain tumors. He is resting at home, but it has been a tough go. By prayer we access God's mercy and if our words align with God's providence, great things always happen! So let's all pray for our brother Mickey!
Okay, we are truly enjoying the baseball/softball season... it is just getting to that point where it feels like the "its a small world" ride at Magic Kingdom... never gonna end.
We do have some pretty great games coming up for anyone who would like to see Luke or Hannah play.
Hannah starts an all-star tournament in Baytown this weekend. Her first game is Friday night at 8. I think it is at Baytown North... although I'll have to check to be sure. She will then play at least one more game Saturday. (double elimination tournament).
Luke plays Saturday morning at 9 in Mont Belvieu. He has done great this year for being the youngest guy on the team. I just got his stats via email today: 23 at bats. 16 hits. only 2 strikeouts. That's a .700 avg! We play the first place team... so... victory will be sweet.
I know there are lots of ball moms and dads out there... and we can be a tired bunch. But isn't it amazing seeing your kids feel great about themselves?!!! That is by far my favorite part!
No, not the Astros... they are terrible. No, not even Luke... although he is doing well this year.
NO, come see a slugger: Hannah "the bomber" Emerson! She is playing 4 games this weekend! One Sunday at 9am, then at 11, then Sunday night at 5:30, then 6:45... Just kidding!
She is playing tomorrow night, Thursday, at 7:30 (against an undefeated team) ... should be a great battle (we've only lost once)
She plays Friday night at 6pm. And Saturday at 1pm and 4:45. All games are at the ballpark behind Dairy Queen on 146 near I10: McLeod Park.
Price of admission is cheaper than ever ( merely a Vanilla Latte from SB for her dad :)... now that is cheap entertainment!
---BTW - Luke is playing Friday night at 6 as well .... 2 for 1 !!! ---
I know it is, even before I type it. But I am joining the "bring Pleo back" party, so I'm going to blog anyway... knowing that responses will likely not make me feel better.
So, I have an inflamed wisdom tooth situation going on. One is in. Two have yet to show up. But this fourth one wants in bad, and has caused some sort of infection I guess. I am on Motrin 24/7 and have an appointment with the oral surgeon Wednesday. So, and I hesitate to ask... any memorable (preferably hopeful) wisdom tooth stories?
So, Saturday afternoon Sommer drove her car to the local grocery store and when she came out, her car wouldn't start. I couldn't find any jumper cables, so I called Jason West. He met me down there and we jumped it off. I got home, let it run a while, turned it off, then it started right up.
We let it sit until Monday morning. I tried it out ... click, click, click. Battery dead. So, I couldn't find jumper cables anywhere. I tried all the stores on Eagle drive, no dice. I went by Jason and Emily's house, and he had taken his only set to work. But... he worked across the road at Barbers Hill H.S. So I drove over to grab his out of his truck.
I opened his toolbox, pulled them out and drove home to jumpstart the Durango. I put the cables in my car, drove it to Walmart, got a new battery, and went straight to work.
That evening, he calls. The first thing I say is, "I'll bet your car is dead and you could use some cables, right?" Hey says, "what do you mean? my cables are right here beside me. I thought you had already brought them back." "Um," I said, "no, I still have your cables." He says, "those aren't my cables."
Turns out, I took cables out of a truck he believes belongs to his principal. Oops. And, because I left early today for some thing... important ... g to the olf... I am still a criminal at large.
Funny, I thought while grabbing them: "If a cop drives back here I sure look suspicious. I sure hope he believes me when I tell him I know the guy who owns the truck." Turns out, I didn't. So, thanks nameless authoritarian of young minds ... you save my Monday!