West Cocoa Chat

This was the only picture I could find of my hotel, I mean my home. Have you ever had one of those weeks when your house felt more like a hotel than a home? That is how I would describe this past week so far. To put it in perspective:

Monday – House felt like home. Arrived “home” with Steven around 6:30pm following baseball practice.

Tuesday – Steven’s first game. I ended up announcing the game not knowing ahead of time that I was going to be doing so. It took me a couple of innings to catch my “scoreboard duties” up with my “announcing duties.” The high school A.D. noticed this lag when during the 2nd inning he yelled, “Who is running the scoreboard?” My response somewhat under my breath was, “I am you old grouch” to which my son who was sitting beside me, burst out laughing and pointed out that the old grouch was the school’s A.D.! Arrived at my hotel/home around 10pm.

Wednesday – I know I should be typing that we came home from church but this was Steven’s first varsity game. I ran the scoreboard while my good friend Tom announced the game. Arrival time at my hotel/home around 10pm again.

Thursday – Every parent’s favorite night, “Parent Conference Night.” It went from 6:30 to 8:30pm. Six of the seven conferences I had were frustrating. You don’t hold out a lot of hope as a teacher when parents say things like “He’s been doing this for years” or “We don’t know what to do with him, do you have any suggestions?” Since we’re not allowed to utter the words “justifiable (a little joke there guys) homicide,” what suggestions I do give usually do not have any positive effects. I arrived back at my hotel/home around 9pm.

Tonight – Final game of the Pre-season Tournament. We play Winter Park H.S., another big school from Orlando. They have a short-stop that had 40 or so major league scouts in attendance at their game on Tuesday that I announced. He is a big kid, smooth on the field with a cannon for an arm. He ended up going 1 for 4 but I can understand with 40 or so major league scouts watching you. Tonight’s arrival time at my hotel/home, you guessed it, probably around 10pm.

So there you have it, my week in review. Are you guys ready to have a pity party for me? Come on, show me some love or at the very least, some real “sappy” sympathy.

Have a good weekend my blone family.