Random Thoughts X (The 9th Regeneration)

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Kids these days.

Torturing children with heat is a time-honored tradition in my family. My dad loved putting up/repairing barbed wire fences on the hottest damn days. Wait, I shouldn't say that. He only had us messing with barbed wire when there weren't creosote-coated fence posts to pound into the ground. That way you had to have long sleeves to avoid having creosote coat and burn your arms.

My brothers and I are all convinced that we put up completely meaningless fences that did absolutely nothing besides appease our father's sadism.
 
Did you ask her if she wanted to attend this camp before signing her up? If so and she said yes, then tell her from me that commitment is what makes you a player.

My daughter when she started playing soccer was far, far from the best player on the team. Due to being at every practice, every game, every winter training session and doing camps even when she wants to sleep in that day she has improved to where she was the best player on the team this year even though she is playing up. That's not homerism since I rated her second but the other two coaches disagreed with me.

#dadbrag

Oh yeah, she wanted to do it. I won't sign her up for camps without her agreeing to them anymore. It's a goal-scorers camp and Amy Rodriguez is putting it on. And there are going to be other USWNT members showing up throughout the week. She was really excited for it until she found out the temps.

She powered through the first day and we've had her hydrating for weeks, but it's still hot as hell on that field. Unfortunately, she's like me and can handle cold a lot better than heat.
 
Torturing children with heat is a time-honored tradition in my family. My dad loved putting up/repairing barbed wire fences on the hottest damn days. Wait, I shouldn't say that. He only had us messing with barbed wire when there weren't creosote-coated fence posts to pound into the ground. That way you had to have long sleeves to avoid having creosote coat and burn your arms.

My brothers and I are all convinced that we put up completely meaningless fences that did absolutely nothing besides appease our father's sadism.

All of my boys have worked as lifeguards. At least when the ginger was at ISU, he worked in State so the copious amounts of sunscreen were no longer necessary. They are at the point that heat doesn't really affect them, although this week they are all pretty happy when they get to rotate around to the station where they get in the pool and catch little kids at the bottom of the water slide.
 
List of Things I Should Regret Today, But Don't:

1. Swerving to avoid the muffler in the road, only to have the guy tailgating me smack into it with his BMW
2. Accidentally putting both containers of watermelon in my lunch and giving none to my wife
 
Anyone looking to adopt a 5th grader? My daughter wants to know.

She's apparently not too happy about going to a three hour/day soccer camp all week when the heat index is over 100. I told her it was nearly that hot under the pop-up awning where I was watching from, but she wasn't having it. Maybe the cooling towel and cooler full of ice-cold water next to me was swaying her opinion.

She sounds really smart, smarter then some adults regarding heat. If I wasn't like a hundred years old I'd adopt her but she's smart enough to not want a hundred year old step-dad even if I was up to it. :rolleyes:
 
List of Things I Should Regret Today, But Don't:

1. Swerving to avoid the muffler in the road, only to have the guy tailgating me smack into it with his BMW
2. Accidentally putting both containers of watermelon in my lunch and giving none to my wife

3. Telling my wife I ate both containers of watermelon and that they were delicious
 
Torturing children with heat is a time-honored tradition in my family. My dad loved putting up/repairing barbed wire fences on the hottest damn days. Wait, I shouldn't say that. He only had us messing with barbed wire when there weren't creosote-coated fence posts to pound into the ground. That way you had to have long sleeves to avoid having creosote coat and burn your arms.

My brothers and I are all convinced that we put up completely meaningless fences that did absolutely nothing besides appease our father's sadism.

I would bale hay in short sleeves. Decided the scratched up forearms were worth it. Also, that's something that always seemed to be done on the hottest summer days. And the wagon was always in the sun. Cruel because our giant shade tree in the yard was not quite i the right spot to provide shade.
 
So doctor asks, "Can you even breath through that nose?" Hopefully not embarking on an Erik like diagnostic quest but my nose and and sinuses are like swollen shut and an inflamed purple color. Gross. Likely ******* up my ears which would explain the light headed dizziness and the nausea. No clear answer to what to do about it so going to drink more coffee.
 
add me to the pile of people with random ailments.

Woke up Sunday morning with decent knee pain in left knee. Had painted Saturday but nothing extreme. Has faded and (carefully) worked out yesterday with no further issues. We'll see about today too. No idea what caused it.

Couple weeks ago we were enjoying some watermelon and I did that thing were you get juice down the wrong pipe and do all the coughing and such. Well since then, I've had irritation and now what feels like probably that lovely post-nasal drip and throat clearing. Thought I was getting a cold but it's never gotten worse, just won't go away. Not sure if it's related to the watermelon inhalation or if it's some type of allergy. Blah.
 
So doctor asks, "Can you even breath through that nose?" Hopefully not embarking on an Erik like diagnostic quest but my nose and and sinuses are like swollen shut and an inflamed purple color. Gross. Likely ******* up my ears which would explain the light headed dizziness and the nausea. No clear answer to what to do about it so going to drink more coffee.
Purple nose? Sounds like the plague. Bring out yer ded.
 
I would bale hay in short sleeves. Decided the scratched up forearms were worth it. Also, that's something that always seemed to be done on the hottest summer days. And the wagon was always in the sun. Cruel because our giant shade tree in the yard was not quite i the right spot to provide shade.

Those forearm scratches were badges of honor.
 
also this party is becoming less fun. Now 7 people are staying over and will expect breakfast and such early the next morning. Plus church and then probably lunch. More blah.
 
Here's my random ailment. At baseball last night, I was playing catch. I turned my head to say something to one of the other coaches, took my eye off of the ball that was coming to me, didn't adjust my glove, and the ball hit me squarely in the chest. I now have a large red mark on my chest. That was not my smartest moment.
 
also this party is becoming less fun. Now 7 people are staying over and will expect breakfast and such early the next morning. Plus church and then probably lunch. More blah.
So which 7 RTT members get to stay in your house and where are the rest of us supposed to sleep? I hope you got a block of rooms reserved somewhere because there's no way I'm staying in a tree with WDSM.
 
So which 7 RTT members get to stay in your house and where are the rest of us supposed to sleep? I hope you got a block of rooms reserved somewhere because there's no way I'm staying in a tree with WDSM.

Well, I am just part of the hired help on the catering crew so have figured all along that I'll be staying in the stable with the llamas and alpacas.
 
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