growing up i was blessed with a daddy who wasn't too into sports. and i decided i would marry a guy who didn't care about sports either. false. i married someone quite opposite, someone who is obsessed with the texas rangers in baseball and the dallas mavericks in basketball. but i still love him to death.
i am what i consider to be sports illiterate. i'm sure brett has explained to me numerous times exactly what that one guy is doing with the ball and where he's taking/throwing it. and when i was in marching band i just sat on the bench while my fellow band mates were screaming their heads off during the football game. it's not like our team was good anyways. i have never had team spirit.
MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT OF MY LIFE-
in my sophomore year of high school, we were playing some game in gym class that involves a ball and a bat and i was going to run for a girl up to bat who had a bum leg. she hit the ball and i started to run...towards 3rd base. i heard someone yell, "what are you doing?!?" i stopped, became horrified at what i had done, then ran into the weight room and cried and cried. SOOO embarrassing. i did have some friends who ran in and comforted me, which i was super grateful for. but for real, i felt so stupid.
fast forward to today, our stake had a little softball game going on for the adults and i actually wanted to check it out. my friend tatiana convinced me to go and it was so fun! and it was even more fun not having a bunch of judgmental high school kids watching your every move. it's not like i played like an all star but it felt good being active and having brett and erin there made it even less embarrassing.
fast forward to today, our stake had a little softball game going on for the adults and i actually wanted to check it out. my friend tatiana convinced me to go and it was so fun! and it was even more fun not having a bunch of judgmental high school kids watching your every move. it's not like i played like an all star but it felt good being active and having brett and erin there made it even less embarrassing.
and erin and i came away from the game with millions of mosquito bites. yay!
this is my sexy leg. the bites look like they're from that movie, the mummy, where those scarabs burrow into your skin. hot. i get eaten alive by mosquitoes when i step outside. but what can i say? they only like me for mah body.
back to sports, i do hope to become a hot baseball/football/soccer mom. thinking about everton in a little uniform makes me want to die.

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