Did they get disqualified from any tournaments due to the losses?
No. This tournament was a "freebee". They were playing up a level to challenge themselves. Next weekend is a "Hall of Fame" tournament (not sure what that means yet) and the next weekend is "Nor-Cal" which is the qualifier for Nationals (in Seattle in early August). The week after that is COLORADO which is basically a college showcase. The juniors on k-Bug's team will be in the spotlight and recruiters can approach them directly. If they are interested in any of the freshmen or sophomores, they have to go through the coach. I don't expect much attention for K-Bug this year, but hopefully she will be ready for next year.
All that said - doctor - FIRST thing tomorrow. You must be 1000% healthy by the time I get out there.
Right on! A's win on Rich Harden's return! (Though he only went 4, and Halsey got the win for going 5 innings). DJ homered too. They're 4-1 since Kendall homered and the one loss was 2-1 to Santana.
Emmett's grumping about going to play baseball so late on a Sunday. For us it's not as simple as tossing on a uniform fifteen minutes before warmups. This means we'll be gone from the house from 3:45 until 8 (or 9:30 if we go to our friend's house). It's a longish outing.
Last game of the regular season, then our triple-A tournament (double elim) starts on Tuesday.
I'd be grumping, too, if I were Emmett. But I hope the game goes well anyway.
(And don't EVEN tell me you don't own a thermometer....)
Um... I don't.
Sweetheart, I love you but -- if you're old enough to live on your own, you should have a thermometer. (That goes for all of you reading this.)
Umm... I don't suppose an oven thermometer counts, does it?
Umm... I don't suppose an oven thermometer counts, does it?
Yes. When you reach an internal temperature of 135 degrees, you are done.
If you like medium-rare.
Umm... I don't suppose an oven thermometer counts, does it?
Oh! I have one of those!
I've never bothered buying a human thermometer because I can always tell when I'm running a fever.
Announcement:
My apartment reeks.
Analysis:
Dirty dishes in the sink + lingering litter box smell (despite having just cleaned it) + garbage under sink + 100 degrees = NASTYASSSMELLYAPARTMENT
I desperately want to clean, but I kid you not, it's so hot in here that I can't. I shall tackle teh STINK tonight.
I bought a thermometer with my last uti that may have been a kidney infection, because the only way my doctor would agree to let me go home was to agree to track my fever.
