Sold a Braves All Star cap that I’d had for sale on Poshmark. Actually maybe an Independence Day cap. Not my favorite, but darn, with the all-star game in town it might’ve been an appropriate cap to wear.
Wednesday: I had volunteered to lead our small group Bible study. Our leader is dealing with an illness. I studied extra hard. Yesterday I finalized all my notes, and worked to print them out all nice and extra neat. All always type them up because with my poor vision it makes them easier to read. Arrived at Dan's house, went in, and put my Bible, notebook, pen, and phone down at my usual seat. We chatted for awhile, then went to sit down and start our study. As we started I leafed through my notebook looking for my notes. They weren't there. Great. I could've looked them up on my phone but decided to forge on without them. I waited until we were all finished to tell the guys what I'd done.
Thursday: worked until 555. Drove home and cut the grass, blowing up all kinds of pollen. Went inside and showered before supper (Mexican). Washed the dishes and didn’t plop down until after 9 pm. Ugh.
Friday: up early to golf one last weekday, before the course closes until like July. As I was putting on my shoes, Professor Chee drove up. Teed off before 7 am. For the most part I only played one ball.
1. As usual not a good first hole.
2. Decent chip.
4. Tee shot went left for the 4th straight hole. Chip was long but made a great lag putt back to save bogey.
5. Tee shot to fringe. Poor lag putt, but then I sank a 20 footer for par.
6. Flubbed my tee shot but got a decent roll. Then a super great 5 iron to the front fringe. Shot of the month. Just missed holing a long birdie putt, and tapped in for my second straight par.
7. Popped up my tee shot but hit a good mulligan. Flub. Worm burner. Decent chip. Two putt for a double.
8. Mulligan got a good roll, then a 7 iron onto the green.
9. Flubbed the tee shot. Flubbed the approach. Decent chip and lag putt. Double.
After being outside so much Thursday and Friday (and golf again on Saturday morning), so far the pollen hasn’t had too much of an effect on me. At work I spent 1:45 in with my boss going over inventory to make sure what’s at our fabricator was showing on our computer. It all matched up pretty well, but that was 1:45 that we could’ve been doing actual needed work. Did get to Facetime with Millie.
Worked until like 545. Had the Mexican leftover for supper. We watched the Braves. I don’t think I can get all the games on our TV, but we had that one to watch. That Schwellenbach kid is something. Zero walks and ten strikeouts. Think he did ok? See the postgame show with Charlie Culbertson, Peter Medlin, Fred McGriff, and Paul Byrd? Byrd took last year off due to his wife’s illness.
Golf again Saturday morning. Teed off at 650. Not the greatest round. Decent chip on five. Perhaps my best drive ever on six. Flubbed my second shot but made a good long chip onto the green, giving me a par putt. Missed. Decent drive second shot, and chip on the long 7th hole. Missed that par putt as well. Finished at 810.
Had missed the first 2 days of the St Ann’s Catholic Church yard sale, but stopped by on the way home. Nothing I could live without. Fixed myself quesadillas for lunch, with leftover ground beef, black beans, cheese, my secret sauce, and red peppers. Watched Georgie & mandy, as well as Elsbeth with guest Mary Louise Parker. Working, but have the Augusta National Women’s Amateur on the TV in the other room.
JACKIE ROBINSON [ SABR Bio] was the last MVP before Maury Wills in 1962 to also lead the majors on stolen bases the same season. Robinson was NL MVP in 1949 and led baseball with 37 stolen bases. Like Wills, he did not debut until he was more than 26 years old. When Robinson debuted on 15-Apr-1947, he was already 28 years old. Maury Will was 26 when he finally came up. While serving in the Army, Robinson refused to move to the back of a segregated bus at Fort Hood in Texas. He was court-martialed but then acquitted—a courageous, pivotal stand in the civil rights movement. In 1955, a black 41-year old Alabama teacher sat in the front of a local public bus, refusing to move the back when asked then ordered. Read the Rosa Parks story here.