Our Summer So Far, 2023
Minor League Mom Writes
by minorleaguemom
8M ago
May 18           -   We return to Massachusetts from Florida June 2-3           - We attend husband Charley's college reunion  June 4               - We attend granddaughter's graduation from high school June 18            - We return rested and energized from a vacation to our favorite                             spot off the coast of Italy. June 25        ..read more
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Aging Gracefully (or Not)
Minor League Mom Writes
by minorleaguemom
10M ago
My body has become a punching bag of late. It never used to be this way. I have never felt clumsy or unco-ordinated.  In  high school and college I was a varsity cheerleader, an activity I survived without injury. I participated in an amateur dance troupe, again without injury. My husband Charley and I skied the icy mountains of New England's Killington and Mad River Glen with no ill effects except tired muscles. Emboldened, we skied St. Anton, Austria, and despite windmill-like tumbles down a trail one day, we emerged unscathed. Yet my forearms are now a patchwork of purple bru ..read more
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A New Year - New Expectations
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
The end of 2022 couldn't have come soon enough for Charley and me. After three healthy years during COVID mutations, five shots, hundreds of masks, and isolation from anyone suspected of carrying any virus, we succumbed between Christmas '22 and New Year's '23. The Christmas dinner we enjoyed resulted in three of us testing positive within days. After hibernation in bed for several days, with energy only to drag ourselves to the bathroom, a slow rise in our desire to eat or brush our teeth followed in succeeding days, during which we lost our fever, chills, swollen glands, sinus pains, and ..read more
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An Imaginary Christmas Letter from a Florida Condo President
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
 Dear Association Members, Happy Holidays from your President and the Board of Directors. We are hoping for a bright New Year! As you know, we have had a difficult 2022.  The roof leaks that began in tropical storms this summer have been remedied with an entirely new roof which, fortunately, was completed before the storm of the century in November. Roof repair was not budgeted until 2025, but the emergency assessment covered most of the cost and our insurance policy covered the remainder. The garage floor was painted over the summer. The result was squealing tires and skid marks ..read more
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From Black-and-White to Split Screen
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
  I rushed home from grammar school along a dirt path behind the parking lot, through the ravine we called the “snake pit,” up the other side, to the road in front of our house. The thought of a long slithery black snake lying in wait got me to the macadam in no time.  Our gravel driveway curved in an “S” around the evergreens my dad had planted and back over the brook where he’d built the bridge. Mom had already tuned into the Yankees’ first game of the World Series when I barged through the door, breathless. “Hi, honey! It’s just started,” she said. “Take off your sweater and give ..read more
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My First Year Teaching
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
"Please sit down!" I raised my voice, using my most authoritative "teacher" volume without frightening the rest of the kids seated in front of me. One of my 12-year-olds had gotten up from his desk, refusing to read aloud the paragraph we were dissecting from Hemingway's Old Man and the Sea.  "Where are you going?" I demanded, heading down the aisle toward him. Fortunately, he didn't have anything metallic pointed at  me. "Toby, please sit down so we can go on!" By this time, Toby had one of his legs dangling out the awning window cranked open in the sweltering heat of Warner Robins ..read more
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My Bra Life
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
 In the early days of our marriage, before I had kids, I could still wear plunging necklines. In fact, I enjoyed the sidelong glances I got walking into a party, sometimes with just pasties under my dress. The bras I bought were lacy blacks, plunging reds, or strapless florals that could be easily unhooked. Sports bras were no problem, their crisscross straps slipping easily over my head. In those days, before arthritis began its slow march into my shoulder joints, I could raise my arms over my head. Now I walk through department stores, looking at strapless dresses I remember purchasing ..read more
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Over the Hill
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
So now I’ve reached the age where people expect I won’t be able to do certain things myself. I went over the hill maybe seventeen birthdays ago but I don’t acknowledge I’ve even hit the upgrade yet. I can certainly take care of myself and I don’t plan to give up activities like tennis or travel. However, there are things I used to be able to do that don’t come so easily anymore. For example, I used to be able to open any kind of lid or wrapper. My unladylike biceps are a result of years of work-outs at fitness centers, and I still play a sport at least four times a week. However, three out o ..read more
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From the Sidelines
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
July 28, 2020      For the last four months, life has been slipping in and out of focus. The joy stick that I control is no longer reliable. But that’s OK. I’ve never really been in charge, anyway.      Charley and I were in Florida at our condo in March when the pandemic hit. Life as we knew it shut down: beaches had yellow tape at the entrances and sheriff’s helicopters flew overhead, looking for violators.      Tennis courts and golf courses were off-limits. All commercial establishments closed, except for take-out dining. I ordered 100 ma ..read more
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A Bus Trip in the Canadian Rockies
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by minorleaguemom
1y ago
Our bus departed Whistler to go to Sun Peaks in the Canadian Rockies. After a couple of hours travelling, the bus was positioned vertically up the side of the mountain on a two-lane road when it pulled partly off onto a shoulder. All of us passengers assumed it was for a photo-op, so we stood to take photos. We looked all around but could only see blue sky ahead of us and blue sky below us. Then we noticed our tour guide was crossing the road with his cell phone at his ear. We watched as he walked down the road, up the road, crossed the street to our side, and then climbed the mountain.&nbs ..read more
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