Ick

Well, last night's game was right up there with the worst I've ever seen. Basically, the worst pitcher on the second worst team in the majors (the guy's record is 2-11, with an ERA well over 6) shut us out.

Nothing happened. Indians marching to plate and getting cut down, inning after inning. Yeesh.

We're going again tonight -- it promises to at least be better than that. Doesn't it?

Mackenzie had plans to go to Hilton Head next week with one of her friends (and her friend's grandparents), but the plans just fell through. I feel so bad for her. I'm going to take a day of vacation next week and take her and Lauren to the beach, and then to dinner. Try to make at least one good/fun day for her.