I'm so pissed off, so I'm gonna use you guys to vent my frustration. I've been playing on my baseball team for ten years now. When Drew and I started dating the first time, he would come out as a spectator, and eventually he began to play for the team. Then when we broke up, he stopped coming out to ball. Well, after a season or two, Drew started coming out to watch again, and then, again, he rejoined the team. That was when we decided to try being in a relationship again. As you all know, due to his inability to be honest in a relationship, it fell apart and ended after about 7 months. Okay, so that's the back ground information.
When I began the season this year, I was told that Drew didn't want to play because of what had happened between us, but his friends were urging him to shake it off and come out anyway. So he ended up playing for the team after all.
So I've found it very awkward this year because he's made some good friends on the team, so now the team seems very divided. Nobody is mean to me or anything, but if Kelly and I are on one side of the field, Drew and his posse are on the other. If Kelly and I wander over to hang out, Drew wanders away, followed by all his friends, leaving Kelly and I standing there together. This is getting so uncomfortable, I'm not having fun anymore. I told the team manager that I will play in the games if they are short females, but if they don't need me, I'm staying home. I don't want to leave them in the lurch, but at the same time, it really sucks to feel so excluded.
Now I'm just finding out that we're having our baseball team party, but I haven't heard a thing about it. Like, excuse me, I'm not invited to my team party? It's being held at the home of a good friend of Drew's so I guess this is Drew's team now, and not mine. So why the hell should I care if they need me or not? I just want to quit and be done with it. I almost burst into tears on the field when my "friend" who's on the team told me about the party. The fact is, I'm going to a wedding the day of the party, and I have an invitation from another friend to go for drinks at her place that night, so I couldn't have gone to the baseball party anyway. But "ouch" it stings that I'm being left out like this. Am I in Junior high again? And how did the entire team manage to keep it so hush-hush about the party? Like, don't talk about it around Sharon, she's not invited. But we'll use her to fill a spot on the team so we have enough girls.
Anyway, I'm so done with this crap. They can stuff it.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Clean livin'
My friend Kiki, who lives in Greece, and I did a lot of things together as kids and as teens. I'll never forget when we decided to start exercising at the local swimming pool. They had this aerobics class that we signed up for with all the best intentions.
Now Kiki's Dad was a pretty strict guy, so he insisted on driving us too and from the pool to make sure that we were actually going where she said we were. That was no problem, since we had every intention of going to the class and becoming a couple of hard bodies.
We hopped out of the back seat of Mr. Kyrmizoglou's car...yeah, I know...Kyrmizoglou...and made our way to the aerobics room. We found a spot and watched as the instructor set up. Shortly after, the class began. We dipped, we kicked, we flexed, we pushed, we pulled. We stretched...pant...we repeated...pant, pant...we stepped...wheeze...we crunched...cough...pant...we looked at the clock to find we'd only been there for 10 minutes!
I glanced over in my friend's direction to see that she was looking at me with pain in her eyes. She goes, "do you want to go to MacDonald's?"
So needless to say, we were out the door and across the street scarfing burgers and fries within minutes! Of course we had to make it back in time for her father to see us walk out of the front door of the pool, but that was no probs! By the time his car pulled up in front of the building, we were strolling through the double doors looking like we'd just had the workout of our lives.
Aaaaah, nothing like cleeeeaaaan livin! That was the best Macworkout I've ever had!!!
Now Kiki's Dad was a pretty strict guy, so he insisted on driving us too and from the pool to make sure that we were actually going where she said we were. That was no problem, since we had every intention of going to the class and becoming a couple of hard bodies.
We hopped out of the back seat of Mr. Kyrmizoglou's car...yeah, I know...Kyrmizoglou...and made our way to the aerobics room. We found a spot and watched as the instructor set up. Shortly after, the class began. We dipped, we kicked, we flexed, we pushed, we pulled. We stretched...pant...we repeated...pant, pant...we stepped...wheeze...we crunched...cough...pant...we looked at the clock to find we'd only been there for 10 minutes!
I glanced over in my friend's direction to see that she was looking at me with pain in her eyes. She goes, "do you want to go to MacDonald's?"
So needless to say, we were out the door and across the street scarfing burgers and fries within minutes! Of course we had to make it back in time for her father to see us walk out of the front door of the pool, but that was no probs! By the time his car pulled up in front of the building, we were strolling through the double doors looking like we'd just had the workout of our lives.
Aaaaah, nothing like cleeeeaaaan livin! That was the best Macworkout I've ever had!!!
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Just some stuff
So I had my parents and Kelly's parents over for dinner on Saturday so they could meet. It went really well, though it was pretty much the hottest day we've had this year so far. Maybe not the best day to have lasagna in the oven for an hour. We had two fans going and all the doors and windows in the house open. The lasagna was nummy, by the way. We also had salad and garlic bread with cake and ice cream for dessert. mmmmmmm.
Last night we were invited to Alicia's school for awards night. Apparently she was receiving an award for something. They don't tell you what award you're getting, only that you're getting one. So it ended up to be for her visual arts class and the award was what they call a "passion for learning" award. I was a proud mama.
The person announcing the names of the recipients was the librarian of the school. Wow, talk about booooring. No oomph what so ever! Just droning on in a monotone voice, like could they have picked anyone with less enthusiasm and energy? I don't think so. It truly was like listening to one of Charley Brown's teachers...wa wa, wa wa, wa wa...
Anyway, shouldn't make fun, I guess...just kidding! Ha ha did anyone out there buy that? Shouldn't make fun...snort...aaaaahhhhh.
Anyway, I'm just doing cuts today, so it's a no brainer day. Only two more to go, and then I'm off to buy a $35 000 000 lotto ticket. Fingers crossed! Actually, my next one is in 5 minutes or so, so I guess I should wrap it up. Didn't really have anything to post about today, so forgive me for talking about nothing. LOL. Maybe next time I'll come up with something fascinating to say. Don't count on it, though. ;)
Last night we were invited to Alicia's school for awards night. Apparently she was receiving an award for something. They don't tell you what award you're getting, only that you're getting one. So it ended up to be for her visual arts class and the award was what they call a "passion for learning" award. I was a proud mama.
The person announcing the names of the recipients was the librarian of the school. Wow, talk about booooring. No oomph what so ever! Just droning on in a monotone voice, like could they have picked anyone with less enthusiasm and energy? I don't think so. It truly was like listening to one of Charley Brown's teachers...wa wa, wa wa, wa wa...
Anyway, shouldn't make fun, I guess...just kidding! Ha ha did anyone out there buy that? Shouldn't make fun...snort...aaaaahhhhh.
Anyway, I'm just doing cuts today, so it's a no brainer day. Only two more to go, and then I'm off to buy a $35 000 000 lotto ticket. Fingers crossed! Actually, my next one is in 5 minutes or so, so I guess I should wrap it up. Didn't really have anything to post about today, so forgive me for talking about nothing. LOL. Maybe next time I'll come up with something fascinating to say. Don't count on it, though. ;)
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