I thought I would be posting photos from the Annual WSU SASO Ice Cream Social, an event my father and I truly look forward to each fall. This event is for season ticket holders and donors to the Shocker Athletic Scholarship Organization (SASO) and is one of the few times fans mingle directly with the student athletes. Each team rotates from the sundae assembly line to sitting at tables and chatting with the donors and fans. My father enjoys the small conversations with the athletes, from golfers to volleyball, track and field to basketball. Then, we attend the women’s volleyball game following the social.

Not this year. It seems I made a poor lunch decision and soon after my body revolted against my spur of the moment choice. Ick. Instead I am home, nursing an angry tummy. And while I’m enjoying the quiet of the evening, all snuggled in my WSU fleece pants and sweatshirt, sipping hot mint tea, and listening to Loreena McKennit Radio, I am missing the time spent with my dad and our beloved Shockers.

So, you would think it would be difficult to find comfort in little things, especially when one exchanges the joy of a long-awaited tipoff event for an evening spent close to the bathroom. But, I’ve already touched on a few. The evening is cool and beautiful and I have this view from my sofa.

Plus, nothing soothes my stomach like a hot mug of chamomile or mint tea in an oversized mug.

Sure, my evening was altered, but it could’ve been worse. Instead of a miscalculation in lunch choice, I could’ve had the 24-hour kind that ravages the body for days, thus missing the annual chili cook-off at the Holman homestead, tomorrow. My mug is definitely half-full.