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When Mom Can’t Pitch


An In-Town Tourist Feature:
…because Adventure begins in the heart and Travel starts at the end of your own driveway.

Our trips to the local batting cage began with an aberrant pitch (mine) that connected rather solidly with Matt’s forehead a few years ago.  No amount of pleading on his part could bring any subsequent pitches within the three foot safety zone my horrified brain immediately froze into place around him.

I finally suggested the local batting cage, theorizing that mechanical beanballs would be less psychologically traumatizing than maternal ones -and so began our summer treks to Westerville Golf Center.

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We were already fans of the lushly landscaped miniature golf courses and the ice cream vending machine in the Pro Shop that transports each frozen selection via a suction hose.  Prices are quite reasonable with plenty of weekly specials for those interested in deeper discounts.  The hand-lettered sign with weekly promotions is local commerce at its best and attracts a well-mannered clientele of families, dating couples and groups of friends.

At the batting cages, $5 buys 84 pitches, 14 at a time.  $10 wields 14 tokens and almost 200 pitches; plenty for an evening outing for Matt and a friend or two.  The eight cages feature a two-wheel ball shoot for a more consistent pitching experience than many kids will have with their enthusiastic, under-skilled parents who are (most definitely!) better with spirals than curve balls.

What are the favorite summer hang-outs where you live?

Updated from September 11, 2009.
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Countdown to Chaos (er… California)

Muir Beach from trail

The mental count-down to “departure” computes differently in my brain now than it did in childhood.  While it used to be all I could do to contain a launch, now I must contend with holding the mail, boarding the dog, mowing the lawn and work (not in that order) -and it all messes with my unbridled enthusiasm.

I cannot wait until I board my California bound flight on Thursday afternoon!  I just hope that I’ll have managed to pick up Hannah from soccer conditioning and dropped Lily off to boarding before I hop in my niece’s car for the ride to the airport.  It was SO much easier when all I had to remember was a good book, my journal and a puzzle magazine.  Oh yeah… and a toothbrush.  Dedicated dental hygiene began early over here.

My prayer is always to forget socks or underwear or… the toothbrush.  I can easily replace all of those virtually anywhere.  Harder to find would be a camera battery, hotel reservation or running shoes.   Note:  I have sadly forgotten the battery, and once in early sleep-deprived motherhood, even forgotten the camera.  I have slept in a car for lack of a hotel reservation and gas to get to the next exit.  -But never ever ever forgotten my running shoes.

Think I’ll sleep in them Wednesday night, just to be sure…

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