Sometime Tuesday night the copper wiring was stolen out of the lights at the park my kids play baseball at. This seems to be an ongoing problem all over California. The thief's can make a good bit of money selling the wire to scrap dealers. We were told each field has $40,000 worth of copper wiring. We had three fields vandalized.

The local paper picked up on the story and called the house last night wanting to talk with Dave about the theft. You see, his team nor any others could play last night because we had not lights. No lights, no games. They also asked to speak with Garrett. Our nine year old was very excited to actually get to speak with a real live reporter. He let her know he was very disappointed about not getting to play his game last night.

The story ran this morning and Garrett's comments about being disappointed he couldn't play baseball as well as Dave's comments made it into the article.

End of story. Or so I thought.

Around 9:00 this morning my phone rings and it is a reporter from the local NBC station looking to speak with my husband. I explain that, well, he is at work. The local reporter would like to come to our home and interview either him or myself about the theft and how it is affecting our Little League. She can come now she says.

Umm, lady, I am in my pajamas and there is no way I am letting you and your camera in my house when I haven't even showered yet.

Well, of course I didn't actually say that. But let me tell you I was in a little bit of a panic.

It seems this reporter was doing a story on a string of copper wiring thefts and she wanted to interview someone from our little league for her piece on the five o'clock news tonight.

I had just the person for her. My good friend, Lori, who is our league president. Let's just say that Lori wasn't all that enthusiastic either when I told her I had a job for her. However, after the straws were drawn she got the short one, and alas, the television interview.

She met the reporter at our park around 11:00 a.m.. When she was done with that interview she received word from the city worker's that channel 7 (ABC) was on there way to interview her also. The channel 7 people interviewed Lori and also her very cute t-ball player son who I am sure charmed the pants off them. The ABC station is actually doing a live broadcast from the park at 5:30 so she had to go back. Something tells me this must be a very slow news day. Geez.

I really can't be bothered with reporters right now. You see, I have a real problem

I have some where special to go this weekend and I just can't decide what to wear. My normal jeans and a t-shirt just don't seem right for some reason.

Where am I going you ask? Why here......

That's right. I am taking my best 11 year old girl to the taping of "Idol Gives Back". It is being taped this Sunday night at the Kodak Theatre (home to the Academy Awards) and we are escaping for a little girl time.

She has no idea. She is at camp this week and will be home on Friday. I'm going to surprise her when I pick her up.

I can't wait.

Now, on to the important stuff. What should I wear? "Casual cool" (like I could actually be cool) or dressy?

Internets, seriously, I need your help. We are only sitting a stones throw away from Simon and I really don't want to get the "I can't believe you wore that" look from him. Look how he treated Carly? The man doesn't know when to just shut up.

Please Help!

Editors Note: I just saw the two interviews on TV and Lori did a great job. I can't believe how much time they spent on this story. Seriously, it must be a slow news day. On a happy note our city has done an awesome job getting things fixed and we should be able to have night games by Saturday. The kids will be so happy.

Labels: baseball, Girl stuff