Last Saturday was a very pleasant day. By afternoon, it had warmed up nicely so I thought capris would be a very nice apparel option for Taylor's baseball game.
The first 15 minutes of the game were rather lovely. After that, I thought we were back in March. The wind was blowing so much, one would think we were at the bottom of the Grand Canyon -- or any canyon for that matter. But Illinois has NO canyons. It's flat as a pancake. The biggest hill is a speed bump.
Nonetheless, I thought I was going to FREEZE. (And I wasn't the only one.) After about 45 minutes, I could stand no more, and went to the car and pulled out my winter jacket and blankets (notice the plural ending to that word.) In Illinois it is manditory to carry winter coats and blankets in your car year round---even in July--so you are prepared at all times for the weather abnormalities.
Later that evening, my arms hurt......I GOT A SUNBURN AT THE FREEZING COLD BASEBALL GAME.
Only in Illinois.
P.S. Taylor took one for the team at last night's game. The pitcher from the other team slammed him in the head with the baseball when Taylor was at bat. OUCH! He recovered, and went up to bat his next turn and hit the ball very hard!
