Thursday, August 16, 2007
The Weekend Kicked My Ass
So last week we have the all important Thursday night softball league tourney. Why is it so important you ask? Well because we get to play on a field that we can hit the ball over the fence. That is major exciting to us, except for the 2 home run per game limit. Granted I don't think any team surpassed the 2 over the fence limit. On Saturday we of course lose the first game of the double elimination tourney and end up playing 3 games on Saturday which wasn't so bad, but then we decided to come back through the losers brackets on Sunday and win the entire thing. Doesn't sound that difficult but Sunday I woke up with a terrible cold and we weren't even sure that we'd have 10 people show up. So the first game we play the toughest team in the league and we usually lose to them every year for 1st place by losing the last game of the season to them (not that I really care whether we get 1st or 2nd in league 'cause it isn't like we get anything for it). So we are down 8 runs in the 5th inning and I don't know how but we decide to jump on our horse and come back in win in the bottom of the 8th with a base hit to right field. Yea! That was at one and then we have an hour off and end up playing at 3, 4, 5, 6 and because we played an undefeated team and won, we had to play two games to win at 6. It was a long long long day. By the end I was grunting every time I had to throw the ball back to the pitcher from 1st base which isn't that far. I was TIRED....and I had to work that night....and I had a cold. Oh...and I got hit with a line drive in the leg but nicely had my leg flexed so I had a charlie horse for like 3 days. I lived through one night of work but then was so sick that I had to miss two shifts. I guess they frown upon puking in the toilet because it scares people. Who knew? Anyways, it was one of those weekends. I'm so glad there is only one Thursday night and one Wednesday night game left for softball 'cause I think my broken knee is going to fall off. Shocker...and I know, I know, thats what I get for playing on a broken knee.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Slacker
I'm a slacker. I read everybody's awesome blogs but get lazy and don't write anything in my own. Of course I don't have anything cool to say 'cause I don't go to little kids baseball games and get in fights with 400 pd women like WinTwins or go to Chitown and run into strange people like LGM, but hey, I did stay at a holiday express last night. Those have got to be the most fucking retarded commercials EVER and they play them all the time.
Anyways....whats new with me...well Big Brother is on 3 days a week so that takes up a lot of my time. For anybody that watches the show, if I knew anybody like Evil Dick I would cut his balls off and shove them in his mouth so that he can't word vomit anymore. He's such an ass.
Last week I dog sat 2 puppies from wiemeraner hell. My best friend thought it would be cool if we collectively dog sat them because I work when she's home and she works when I'm home. The problem with this theory is that the dogs sleep all fucking night long with her and then I don't get a bit of sleep during the day. The other problem is that they get up 4 or 5 times a night because with my dogs and hers we had 4 wiemeraners in the house and when one moves, they all move and all don't have to go potty at the same time. So I have to get up with them when I don't work and I have to worry when I am at work because Jenny sleeps like the DEAD! I came home from work Monday morning to 1 dog in my sunroom and 3 outside. Thinking to myself "fuck Jenny you were so tired you coudln't even open the door for all 4 dogs" until I turn the corner and see that the dog had climbed in through the top sunroom window. Now how Jenny did not hear this commotion as Sterling ripped the screen, ripped the blinds, tore down the curtain rod is beyond me. I also now have about 5 holes being dug to China that are big enough to fit 1 wiemeraner and 2 mini wiener dogs right now that I have to fill in. I also lost two window well covers and a 2 gallon dog watering dish thingy. All in all it was nothing less than a hellish week. Oh yeah, and I also got jumped on so many times that I think I will never be able to have children. I'm also glad that my knee survived the week although it is still extrememly sore from getting pounced on. At least the wieners went to grammas house. Well they kinda HAD to because Basco attacked one of the puppies about 10 minutes after they got there and I had to peel his jaws apart to get him off. But I am so glad to be back to only having my big lug Jase and angry at life Basco. Jase is learning "shake" but he thinks he should paw the food out of my hand instead of shake with my empty hand. He's not the top of his class let me tell ya. Of course he's better than Basco is just too stubborn to learn anything.
So in other news, my brother had his second kid on Wednesday morning. Don't get excited in saying it's so exciting to be an aunt because I've been one since I was 9 (old brothers). Anyways, he named it Larry LaVern III. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!? Like you need two Larry's in a house. We called my bro "Luke" his whole life because there were two Larry's in the house until my dad died when Luke was 14, but when he went to college everybody called him Larry so now everybody calls him Larry. In fact I called his house before he was married to his wife and she answered and when I asked for Luke she said, "you have the wrong number." Anyways, JR's I'm okay with, but the 3rd? Of course the fact that he never liked it when anybody found out his middle name was LaVern you'd think he'd consider that when naming his children. The first one got a normal name "Drew" so why torture the second one?!? He wants a girl really bad I think and was damn sure it was going to be one so perhaps they didn't have any names picked out? He's very unprepared and always thinks he's right so that could very well be the case. I've got a whole list of names I want to name my kids. Of course they are going to end up being my dogs names because I will probably never have kids, but whatever.
So yeah, like I was saying, nothing is happening with me. I'll try to cut down on the swearing next entry. I've been swearing like a sailor lately...probably because I watch Brewers baseball.
Anyways....whats new with me...well Big Brother is on 3 days a week so that takes up a lot of my time. For anybody that watches the show, if I knew anybody like Evil Dick I would cut his balls off and shove them in his mouth so that he can't word vomit anymore. He's such an ass.
Last week I dog sat 2 puppies from wiemeraner hell. My best friend thought it would be cool if we collectively dog sat them because I work when she's home and she works when I'm home. The problem with this theory is that the dogs sleep all fucking night long with her and then I don't get a bit of sleep during the day. The other problem is that they get up 4 or 5 times a night because with my dogs and hers we had 4 wiemeraners in the house and when one moves, they all move and all don't have to go potty at the same time. So I have to get up with them when I don't work and I have to worry when I am at work because Jenny sleeps like the DEAD! I came home from work Monday morning to 1 dog in my sunroom and 3 outside. Thinking to myself "fuck Jenny you were so tired you coudln't even open the door for all 4 dogs" until I turn the corner and see that the dog had climbed in through the top sunroom window. Now how Jenny did not hear this commotion as Sterling ripped the screen, ripped the blinds, tore down the curtain rod is beyond me. I also now have about 5 holes being dug to China that are big enough to fit 1 wiemeraner and 2 mini wiener dogs right now that I have to fill in. I also lost two window well covers and a 2 gallon dog watering dish thingy. All in all it was nothing less than a hellish week. Oh yeah, and I also got jumped on so many times that I think I will never be able to have children. I'm also glad that my knee survived the week although it is still extrememly sore from getting pounced on. At least the wieners went to grammas house. Well they kinda HAD to because Basco attacked one of the puppies about 10 minutes after they got there and I had to peel his jaws apart to get him off. But I am so glad to be back to only having my big lug Jase and angry at life Basco. Jase is learning "shake" but he thinks he should paw the food out of my hand instead of shake with my empty hand. He's not the top of his class let me tell ya. Of course he's better than Basco is just too stubborn to learn anything.
So in other news, my brother had his second kid on Wednesday morning. Don't get excited in saying it's so exciting to be an aunt because I've been one since I was 9 (old brothers). Anyways, he named it Larry LaVern III. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!? Like you need two Larry's in a house. We called my bro "Luke" his whole life because there were two Larry's in the house until my dad died when Luke was 14, but when he went to college everybody called him Larry so now everybody calls him Larry. In fact I called his house before he was married to his wife and she answered and when I asked for Luke she said, "you have the wrong number." Anyways, JR's I'm okay with, but the 3rd? Of course the fact that he never liked it when anybody found out his middle name was LaVern you'd think he'd consider that when naming his children. The first one got a normal name "Drew" so why torture the second one?!? He wants a girl really bad I think and was damn sure it was going to be one so perhaps they didn't have any names picked out? He's very unprepared and always thinks he's right so that could very well be the case. I've got a whole list of names I want to name my kids. Of course they are going to end up being my dogs names because I will probably never have kids, but whatever.
So yeah, like I was saying, nothing is happening with me. I'll try to cut down on the swearing next entry. I've been swearing like a sailor lately...probably because I watch Brewers baseball.
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