1. My parentals watched the kids overnight so I could have a GNO with pal, Lisa.
2. Also, I pitched several softballs to Scarlet today and she cracked 'em all outta da park. Again and again and again. Her batting average was sensational. And she's a southpaw. Though she is a serious girlie girl, she agreed to let us sign her up for T-ball this summer after this athletic performance (to be her first sports team since the soccer experience---eek.) In fact, she jumped up and down and shrieked with delight about the idea of being on a team again: I wonder what color the shirts will be!? And who will be on the team? And I wonder if I will like them...and if they will like me?? So much to consider regarding t-ball, though it has little do with t-ball.
Worst Part of the Day (in a fun way)-
Went out with Lisa. EVERY time we go out together it is always supercharged fun, lotsa laughing, and a wee bit o' drinking; a perfect breeding ground to meet new people who want to know what is sooo damn funny over here???!
This time it may have been a bit much. The night included 23 year-old boys begging for our numbers (come on, now?), numerous free shots, an afterbar party, loss of bladder control, and the world's worst kissing booth. Huh? Let's take it down about 55 notches, shall we?? And get a grip. Puh-lease. Immediately.
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