For the last month and a half I have been driving Jodie to Salem for a special project for work. I have been working remotely from Salem on a very slow connection. It is nice that the district allows me to transport Jodie and that my manager is supportive of that.
It has also been nice to work with Jodie again. Jodie and I use to work side by side twelve years ago. We worked well together. My weaknesses are her strengths and vise versa. I used to tell people "Yeah, we work well together. She does everything I say!"
Last week was the final week of the first phase of the project in Salem. No more three days a week in Salem, except for one week of phase two of the project next month. It will be nice to be back in my office this week.
For the past couple weeks, the highlight of our life has been seeing our son's baseball team, Portland Christian, take second place in district. They did so by beating Gaston 14-4. Eric pitched well, the boys were hitting and fielding well - a beautiful game.
A week later, last Thursday, we were at Kiger Stadium in Klamath Falls for game one of the state 1A/2A playoffs against Lost River. The game was at 5:30. The team left at 7:30 in the morning for the six and a half hour drive. It gave the boys a couple hours to unwind from the drive and to prepare for the game...perhaps not long enough though.
Jodie and myself, along with Jodie's mother and sister, Denise, drove our van, Jet White, down to see the game.
Observations from our road trip:
- The Oregon 58 cut-over to US 97 does not have many accessible restrooms along the way.
- It was snowing in the pass on the way home.
- The closer we got to 80 mph, the more our van starts to shake and rattle. I'm not sure how we figured that one out ;)
- When you are leaving a motel at 5 in the morning and you see a guy hot wiring a sports truck as you are turning around in the back parking, you can stop and tell the girl at the front desk, but there really isn't much she can do.
Oh yeah...the game...how did it go?
Eric pitched well, we thought. The ump did not concur with our assessment. He was calling "ball" on everything Eric threw unless it was dead center in the zone. Our fielding and our bats were off. Perhaps car lag? I'm not sure.
Our throw-out at home mysteriously became a "foul ball", much like the foul ball by Gaston mysteriously became a "grand slam" off of Eric earlier in the season.
We lost to Lost River 10-2.
Pastor Mike had the wisest words: "Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose, sometimes it rains." I Googled it. The quote is from the move "Bull Durham". Great quote!
It says everything.