Softball Chairs

So, there I was sweeping out the garage this morning and BOOM!  The memories come flooding back, all because of two chairs hanging off the rafters.

Clare’s first summer of travel ball we either sat in the bleachers, which does little for a person’s back, or tried to make do with cheap chairs that kept falling apart.  The next season we switched to very fancy reclining chairs, the garage ones.  Little did I know when I bought them that they possessed the magical ability to gain weight.  The hotter it got, the heavier the chairs felt as I lugged them from field to field or back to the car.  The weekend we spent in Toledo, those chairs must’ve weighed 100 pounds each.

It was an 80/90 weekend, humidity to heat.  You need to drink in those conditions, only the complex had no water fountains.  The concession stands, though, did sell bottled water that we shelled out $50 for over the course of two days.  Of course, that had to be the weekend Clare’s team made it all the way to the championship game.  That guaranteed our driving home on a Sunday night in the dark.

Fool us once, shame on you; there was no second time.  We went out and bought two lightweight camping chairs that literally brought oohs and ahs from people, along with a nice rolling cooler for our water and healthy snacks.  Thus did our family travel forearmed ever after.

I threw out the fancy chairs after sweeping.  Let someone else drag them around.