Had the first game of the softball season tonight, it really didn't go well. At all. But it was fun. I am determined to back off on the negative self talk, I've realized I'm really hard on myself, and no one else needs to hear that crap. The bugs were insane and apparently my suntan lotion had zero bug repellant properties. It was disgusting sitting there with the catcher's gear on, feeling the little bastards landing all over me and it's really not like I can flail around while trying not to distract the pitcher *g*
The Sens are killing me. After the softball game, Stella and I came back to the house to watch the game with hubby (it's much better to let them be intense crazy fans to each other, I can just watch the game. When I'm here alone with hubby his ranting gets me very anxious). I figure Ottawa is just trying to go for a 4 straight run *g*. I mean it has been done before, so what if its been 30 years? They can't go out 4 straight, I've got tickets for game 5!
Has anyone read The K Street Gang? Saw him on the Daily Show, and he's on the list now.