I used to like basketball, but I find the pro game and men's college basketball essentially unwatchable. Last year, I discovered the Duquesne Duke's women's team, and I really enjoy it. No showboating and actual teamwork. I took the Frothling to Duquesne's home opener Sunday afternoon. You can see us near the top of the screen, sitting behind Lehigh's bench (the Frothling picked the seats). She's wearing a pink sweater, and you can see her enthusiastically waving her pom-pom when the Dukes score!
Its also inexpensive entertainment. Tickets, parking and snacks (you can watch the Frothling eat popcorn at the 1:10 mark) for under $20.00.
I've always wanted a grill/smoker, and Mrs. Froth bought me one (A Brinkmann) as an early father's day present. The Frothling and I put it together this evening. It was pretty easy to assemble, although the unit was a bit wobbly at first because we couldn't tighten any of the base/frame pieces until we attached the lower barrel half.
However, this was annoying: The unit requires 10 bolts with nuts, and they only gave me nine nuts. It couldn't have been an accident, because all the hardware came on a vacuum-sealed card, with the count of each hardware item printed on the card. The card read "nuts X 9."
I have lots of nuts in my workshop, but none fit the bolt, so I just took a bolt from the work bench that fit the nuts I had to finish the job. Imrovise, adapt, and overcome.
I'm looking forward to using it this weekend, but I have to work Saturday, and I have to cure the grille for three hours before cooking on it, so tomorrow night I'm going to load it with charcoal and initiate the curing process. I might get to cook on it Sunday.
The Frothling enjoyed the first T-Ball game of the year. She's hitting the ball much better this year, and her throwing and catching is improving as well. We moved her into a community league this year, I think the coaching is better and she's meeting some of the kids she'll be with in kindergarten this fall. Next year she'll be in the six year old program, no more hitting off the tee then!
When we brought the Frothling home from the hospital, her aunt gave her a little pink blanket with a bear head on top. This became Mama Bear, and it is her most precious possession. When she was two, she accidentally dropped Mama Bear at PNC Park. Neither I nor Mrs. Froth noticed, and when we got home and discovered Mama Bear missing, I thought she was gone forever.
I called PNC Park, and they confirmed they had Mama Bear. A cleaner found her on the concourse and took her to lost and found. Of course, I drove down right away to pick her up!
This lead to a rule that if Mama Bear left the house, she HAD to stay in the car, unless we were at the grandparents. However, when she started to go to full day preschool this year, she asked if she could take Mama Bear to school for nap time.
Monday a week ago, Mama Bear went missing. The teacher confirmed that the Frothling had Mama Bear at nap time, and Mama Bear was with the Frothling's things after nap, but at the end of the day, she was missing.
We figured she just got misplaced, and the teachers searched, but Mama Bear could not be found. By Friday, we figured that Mama Bear was likely picked up by another child and taken home. She was gone for good.
I searched the intertubes, and found an exact match. It was cleaner than Mama Bear, and less love-worn, but we ordered it to give to the Frothling on Christmas.
Then on Monday, the Frothling was taken to an upstairs classroom at school for a special program....and in that room, was Mama Bear. How she got there no one knows, but as you can see, the Frothling is overjoyed to have Mama Bear back.