Another hot weeknd at the LBWC

By Mike Szvetitz
Sports Editor, Opelika-Auburn News
Published: June 29, 2009

Another scorching week at the Lazy Blog. It wasn’t this hot, but it was still pretty toasty.

But no worries, the kiddie pool was in full effect.

And before all the water is splashed out, let’s get on with this week’s LBWC.

5) Saturday morning. Who needs an alarm clock?

I haven’t set an alarm in 4 1/2 years. Why?

I’ve got kids.

And in the Lazy House, you can be sure of three things: 1) Fabric softener will always be used; 2) There will always be cookies in the cookie jar; and 3) One, if not both, of my kids will be up with the sun. Even on weekends. If it’s light, it’s go time.

I’m just glad we don’t live in Alaska.

4) Friday night. The boys and girls of summer.

It’s that time of year in our lovely community: Dixie All-Star baseball and softball. Friday night, I was out at the baseball fields to cover an All-Star sub-district tournament.

Making an All-Star team is one of the highlights of a young boy or girl’s life. I remember every All-Star team I ever made (it’s real easy, you only need one finger to count them).

The chance to continue playing in the summer and being recognized as one of the best players in the league is a great honor. Plus, all the cool shirts that have your name on them and all the writing on all the car windows as you travel around to tournaments is just about as cool as it can get for a 9, 10, 11 or 35 year old.

And it should be enjoyed.

And by the looks of it Friday night at Opelika West Ridge Park, and even earlier in the week when I covered Auburn’s 11-12-year-old
tournament at Duck Samford Park, fun was definitely on the menu.

I hope the game stays that enjoyable. And innocent.

3) Friday. Look at me, Daddy.
The Busy Baby finished up swimming lessons Friday at Opelika Rec Center. She can now, officially, doggy paddle.

It was a big day.

She can also jump off a diving board, put her head all the way under, and, of course, get water up her nose.

2) Saturday. Party all the time.

Saturday morning we hit one of my good friend’s daughter’s birthday party. She turned 2. And like any 2-year-old’s birthday party, we had plenty of cup cakes, Rice Krispy Treats and Capri Suns.
Have you ever tried to stab the straw into a Capri Sun? It’s virtually impossible. I think even surgeons have a hard time with this.

Then, Saturday evening, I attended another birthday party. This one was for my good friend and former colleague, Collin Mickle. You know him from the Opelika-Auburn News’ “My Five Cents” fame.

Collin’s party (shhh, it was a surprise) was at his girlfiend’s house on the lake. A great time was had by all.

Even the mosquitoes who feasted on my legs, arms and neck like I was a Shoney’s buffet.

1) Sunday night. Boom!

In the spirit of the Fourth of July, my church held a little get together for food, fun and fireworks.

It was the best firework show a couple sparklers and bottle rockets can produce.

The kids loved it.

But it was very difficult to tell what they liked best—the actual explosions, or the debris from the fireworks.

Who knew burnt cardboard was so popular?