Put Me in, Coach: I'm Ready to Play Today

Last weekend: some celebrated the holiest day of their religion; some had a cookout at grandma’s; some clinked glasses to their 14th wedding anniversary (I love you, Alan: you’d better be reading this blog). And more than a few were participants in a cabbage ball tournament that I understand got pretty sweaty. Our reporter on the scene was Melissa:

We had a fabulous time down here. Ken and I celebrated three of our children’s birthdays on Saturday with a party at John Slidell Park. The 86ers who were there took a picture for you, and we also included one with all of our kids. I’ll bet you can’t figure out who belongs to whom.

Pictured are Danny, Juan, me, Colleen, and Chuck. My four kids are in the picture, Chuck has three, Danny has two, and Colleen has one. Danny wanted me to tell you that he has been reading the blog and wants to see us on there, so I told him I’d send it and see how it goes. I had to get instructions from a 15-year-old on how to attach the photos.

I am fond of Melissa, of course, but all I had to read was that Danny had a request I could fulfill. Hubba-hubba.