Batter up!

Memories - they are the darnedest things! Aren't they?

One minute you can be getting ready to walk out your door, grocery list in hand whistling a happy tune.

The very next moment you are on the floor tears streaming down your face, crying like a little baby.

How does this keep happening?

Well, this time I will graciously blame it on the Louisville Sluggers!

Honestly, I don't know if this post belongs on this blog "My Life in Pictures" or if it's better shared on

"The Fire Within"  blog....so I will probably post it on both.

So back to the Bat

As the story goes, there was this Mum you see. She was picking her son up from the airport She was oh so very excited to see him!! She was traveling,  not to very far from her home to the airport as he was flying in from far away. So she needed to drive from Cincinnati, Ohio to Indianapolis, Indiana. 

So off she goes!

Well, the Mum got to the airport without too terribly much ado. I mean, I only  freaked out two or three times, she only had to call her hubby two or three times for help, but it all worked out okay. 

After finally arriving at the airport, which actually turned out to work for the best because her son's plane ended up being a few minutes behind anyway so she didn't have to pay for parking. Yay! 

 So, Mum met up with her son at the curb side. They greeted with a happy hug. Packed the car and were off! Back to Cincinnati where the rest of the family eagerly awaited the arrival of their most awesome brother!

So one would think the ride home would be easy peasy, right?

I mean I already got lost should know my way this Mum had experience maneuvering the expressway around the airport now.

Ummmmmm, yeah...not so much.

As the saga continued.......Mum was so happy to see her son that she just chatted and chatted away as I so often, I mean as she so often does and well she missed the turn off to the correct interstate off ramp. 

Of course not realizing this  until about 60 minutes later.

Yeah. That's what I said. No typo. Sixty minutes.

At which point  I pretend I knew what I was doing   she realized they had gone too far to turn around . So instead seeing THE KENTUCKY BORDER STRAIGHT AHEAD decided to make a fun day of it and continued on to Louisville!

That's when they ended up at the Louisville Slugger Museum.

They had lunch.

They got bats - Mum got a tiny bat. (Apparently Mum likes tiny things.) and her son got a reg size Slugger!

We  They walked around.

It was fun.

Then they headed home to Cincinnati.

Home of the Reds.

Ha!

So, there you have it.

A wonderful memory- had by Mum and her son.

So why the crying you may ask.
It started because I was in my closet looking for something and I came across this little bat.
I picked it up.
I looked at it - and - boom.
The memories came flowing in.
Now here I am. Should be at the grocery store.
Instead, I am shaking my head right now. That memory was about 15 years ago.

Since then times have changed, allot. I do not understand why.
I do know.

Mum is counting her days and her son lives far away in miles and in heart.

and I wish I could do it all over again. Get lost on my way to the airport.
I miss you so.

Yeah....sniff.