Tuesday, March 11, 2008

There's a Hole in My Bucket

We bought a fountain with a small waterfall about two years ago. It's been kept in pristine condition over the past two years because we've never taken it out of the box. This majestic piece of fake rock has been taking up space for too long and I finally got the uncontrollable urge to put it up in a nice little corner of our backyard.

This great idea was coming along very nicely, I made a little hill, dug a little hole, T helped and E was having a great time getting dirt all over. Then it came time to place the basin into the ground. This presented a sudden problem because the basin wasn't any sort of formed plastic. What they gave me is nothing more than a glorified garbage bag. This would normally not matter, but the thing about plastic bags is it's hard to make them keep their form once dirt comes a-piling in around it. So keeping the bag to hold it's form whilst putting in dirt around the sides proved to be to difficult a task for me. Plus it was getting late and I tend to give up on some things easily once I get hungry. And I was hungry.

Yesterday I got a brilliant idea which I hope to try out come tomorrow night, or maybe this weekend sometime. I bought a 2 gallon bucket from ACE Hardware and plan to place the bag inside that and then bury the bucket. I may cut out the bottom, I haven't decided yet. I feel this is a great idea, but will be sure to let you know how it all goes...I know you can't wait to hear.

Also, T-ball is going alright. I only have a few idiot parents, but one that really stands head and shoulders above the rest. It's an idiot who continuously reminds people that his dad is VP of the league. This guy yesterday, ten minutes before practice started, had my team doing a relay drill meant to help middle infielders get a quicker relay from the outfield to the infield. It consists of a line of kids, which he had standing about 7 feet apart, taking a ball, turning and throwing it to the next kid in line, that kid catching it, turning and throwing it to the next kid, and so on. There are a few problems with this drill for T-ballers. One, they're five, they can't really catch the ball. Two, they're in T-ball, there are not going to be any balls hit so deep into the outfield, that there will be a need for a relay throw to any base. Three, they're five, there is no purpose for this drill for kids who have a hard time throwing the ball and catching the ball. So this dad, who isn't a coach, had my kids doing a drill before practice while I wasn't there. Then couldn't explain why it was a good idea when I asked him. Hopefully, he'll stick to his own team, which is also practicing on the same fields at the same times. It's a rough setup for me.

The kids are fun though, it's mostly my job to make sure they're all looking where they're supposed to be and not getting hit by flying bats and balls. Also, I have a kid on my team who looks exactly like Ralphie from 'A Christmas Story'.

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