Away From Home

Not far away, but just not home so this is a catch up kind of entry cuz the next entry just got long and had way too much excitement to conclude it with these mundane details of an ordinary busy Saturday. So I woke after naps, if you recall (and if you don't, that's what the link is for) and may or may not have tried to insert a bit of organization in a mostly discombobulated mind (dream unwind, that's a state of mind), but as it turned out, I kind left that process in mid-stream for what I believe might have been sleep as I had a very busy day planned for today. Or else it must have seen a squirrel or something shiney.

Anyway, the night before I was awake all night playing Bridge, Chess, Ruzzle omg, I just realize I skipped a day of Ruzzle so I am probably no longer in first place in the weekly tournament... what a calamity, aye?... I'll be back, I may have a few minutes more to play today so I don't miss two whole days... well, I am back.... I moved into second place for the week by taking first place for today... I had a really big lead before I forgot about it and skipped a couple of days... busy away from home, what a tragedy, aye?), and whatever on the computer and with a long Saturday ahead, I needed sleep.

So are we catching up on Saturday yet?...

A-hem, well, I woke whenever I woke. Middle of the night, most likely. Went out to the fields and played with the seniors. Not too good, I must say. I seem to absorb the energy around me and play to the team's level. Must address that with the brain. After fielding and batting practice, pitching for the batting practice, and two games with the seniors I paused waiting for the Saturday team to arrive because we had a practice scheduled with them. While waiting I tolked to one of the two females who come out for softball and I could have swore I wrote about this somewhere... but anyway, she is returning to the game after a long time away and is a mousy type personality because her social life before now was her husband and three kids (mid-teens now) and she realized she wanted more (as she said, she lived in a closet for 17 years) and she is now recently divorced and timidly stepping out. Not that timidly, though, as we exchanged numbers and she asked if she could take me out for coffe or something as I mentioned somewhere in our conversation that I don't like alcohol. She said she doesn't either, but I get the sense she wants to get drunk and lose herself at least once now that she is out of the closet, so to speak.

I had to head out for more drinks, so I excused myself from our conversation and picked up more drinks. She was hanging out with a few of the other seniors and the only other female who came out and I sat and talked with them for a bit until it was time for the Saturday team's practice. There were four of us at first, including me and the coach and we both just played for three straight hours. The coach is a control freak type so he did a lot of the pitching so he could give instruction to the two players who showed up. Those two are in the program he runs in his professional life. I've got a feeling I may be sitting a lot since he things he is the greatest pitcher ever, even though he said he will coach from the sidelines mostly and his teams, with him as the pitcher, never made it into the top three (out of five) the last four or five seasons since I've been playing on Saturdays. The ego is way ahead of the skills, if you know what I mean.

Of Course mine may be too, lol, lam.

After six hours of softball in the blistering heat (the sun was brutal out there without a cloud in the sky until the last half hour we were out there... I drank about a hundred ounces of gatorade and water so i survived), I headed down to Curly's place. I collapsed on the couch and moments later Curly's mom, who I sometimes call Momma and sometimes call Flower in the blogs, arrived to play games with us (Curly's son, Chico, was there for the weekend... Curly has him every other weekend or so, but he'll be with Curly a lot more now that school is out... I believe he is 13 y/o and can play all the card and board games we play, so he plays with us sometimes and other times plays his online video games). We play Rummikub and I won the first game and Chico won one the second game one move before I was going out so he had fun and I think we all did.

Somewhere in that time zone the cat, who we will call Quasimoto, entered the house for the first time. Quasimoto was once a house cat based on how affectionate she is, but she's been living outdoors for some time based on how wary and strong she is. For the last couple of weeks she has been attracted to Curly's place probably because Curly puts traps out for the possums, raccoons, and other wild critters that inhabit his neighborhood. He takes the caught critters to a big wooded area about five miles away and releases them. Well Quasimoto observed the trapping for weeks and never went for the bait in the trap. Smart one, that Quasimoto is. She moved in under Curly's truck about two weeks ago after it seems a dozen or so different critters were trapped and relocated and it was getting a bit quieter out there. For the past week, she's started moving closer to Curly and others when we were outside and a few days ago she started rubbing legs. She came to the door and sat on the stopp today and Curly put out a bowl of water and another bowl of tuna. She carefully sniffed around for a while and sat with Flower and finally took some of the tuna from the bowl down the steps to eat it. about an hour later she came inside and explored. She laid down in the middle of the floor and was home.

That's when Flower headed out and Curly and I ran a few errands while Chico played his online games. Curly had to make some keys for one of his houses and we stopped at a local wholesale food place, Gordons, to pick up food as they had ground beef on sale for $1.79 a pound (19% fat, which is fine on the grill) and some other stuff. Then we headed back to his place to put the pizza he bought at Costco in the oven and Excel and Elton and Mystery (Elton's partner) arrived for games. We played Apples to Apples for a while, then Excel had to leave because she had her daughter with her and we played something else (mind's a blank on that one).

Quasimoto asked to go out and comeback in a couple of times and Curly was super attentive. She decided to stay out on his back porch after a while and that's where she was when I left. That brings us to the drive home and all the excitement of the next entry.

You've loved every minute of it, right?

lol lam narf :)