Hey Chicago peeps – do you and your kids like theater? A chance to win tickets to The Emperor’s New Clothes from the Shakespeare Theater here.
Last week, I talked about the ummm fun lessons I learned while coaching t-ball. Trust me, they were hilarious. At least in my head. It is possible that I’m going off my rocker after coaching eleven kids in t-ball though.
Anyway, I was going through my camera, and I realized that I had a photo that I was going to share as one of my lessons, but I completely forgot about it. It’s still worth sharing though, even on its own.
Just a suggestion. BUT
Don’t wear high heels to a t-ball game. Especially not in Chicago where it’s been storming for days and the ground is very soft. At a t-ball game, you’re likely to have to walk in muddy gravel, muddy grass, just plain mud, or all of the above. Those types of surfaces tend to enjoy swallowing up the pointy ends of heels, either ruining them or making for a not so fun cleaning job since that gravel is like cement.
I am being kind in not showing the face of the person who did this, as it’s possible that she’s related to me, so just consider this a public service announcement. Heels an t-ball don’t mix. (I thought that one was obvious, but evidence shows I was wrong. Very, very wrong.)