Oh baseball weather here we come!

My little sister is going to be the female Hank Aaron of the 20th century! She loves to play softball and swing that bat in the batting cages. Last night she and I trolled down to the park to have some practice in batting. She swung her bat like it was 59 pounds in her hands, so now we pretend she’s batting at a bee. After a few pitches she was slamming the ball against the fence and one clearly out of the pen. “Did you see that Mark wasn’t that cool?” I stood in awe.
Now if she does that in the games we will be cooking with gas and she will be the terror on the home plate. She has a pretty good arm as well and her aim isn’t too bad. Of course, her aim wasn’t bad when she was younger either, I remember once sitting at the dinner table, Luke wasn’t paying attention to her like he’s required to and was popped in the head with a pork chop bone. She received her attention on her rear end that night.
I called Jacks yesterday before heading out, still no word on the golf tournament so I have no idea if we will be doing the birthday trip again. He was tired when we talked, in fact going to take a nap before dinner, something he never does. I asked him if he had eaten anything and that was a negative and a loud uuggghhh! I laughed and said ok but to please drink something to keep things running smoothly. The other guy that was sick along with Jacks is still having problems keeping food down; Jacks said that poor guy ate more of the tainted burger than he.
Last night Mom made mention that she wish Jacks would come home for a visit. I wasn’t sure if I should bring this topic up right now or not. We will see. My Pops is ever more in a constant battle over some issue going on in his life; it’s like he’s become very unstable. Even his brother made mention of it to me the other night. Once again I kept my opinions to myself and let my uncle come up with his own resolve about his little brother.
Friday night, if all things work out, I plan on listening to Trace in a new pub. I haven’t seen or heard from him in a few weeks, since he now has a new love in his life. Those of you that know Trace knows what kind of miracle this is. Since he was so down and out over his last fling and the one after that left him in great confusion. I know the girl he’s seeing very well, she is very sweet and loves him so much. It’s good to see him in a happier light now. Anyway, Michelle and I are planning on stopping in and making faces at him while he is up on the stage (she didn’t want to go to the pub alone). Hey, who am I to say no when it comes to making faces at Trace?