I actually don't know why I still have a blog. I rarely update because my life is even less exciting than watching popcorn pop. Even worse is that I'm not complaining that I have nothing interesting to write about. Sure, I could use a good MB20 concert or an 8th trip to Wicked, but speaking from experience, boring isn't the worst thing to go through. Granted, Sundays without football will likely put me in a sinkhole and I'll be cursing this post like a bum without a bottle, but Spring is just around the bend. Before long, my lazy arse will reunite with metal bleachers and my ears will hear the harmony of bat pings and cleats walking on cement....aaaahh!!!
There are comforts in sounds you don't realize until customs of your past become treasured mementos, reminders of when life was good...when there was no diabetes, no cancer, and T was just a phone call away. Our biggest worry back then was how many more games Steve could throw without walking in the tying run or needing a shoulder transplant. Those were the good ol' days.
I guess the lesson is that without these days, it would've taken me longer to appreciate those days. Steve appreciates those days too, but he doesn't share my same regard for the slower schedule. Stagnancy allows him more time to dwell. Either way, we want to be done with this freezing weather. We're definitely anxious for the warmth and solace of fastpitch at the ballpark
There are comforts in sounds you don't realize until customs of your past become treasured mementos, reminders of when life was good...when there was no diabetes, no cancer, and T was just a phone call away. Our biggest worry back then was how many more games Steve could throw without walking in the tying run or needing a shoulder transplant. Those were the good ol' days.
I guess the lesson is that without these days, it would've taken me longer to appreciate those days. Steve appreciates those days too, but he doesn't share my same regard for the slower schedule. Stagnancy allows him more time to dwell. Either way, we want to be done with this freezing weather. We're definitely anxious for the warmth and solace of fastpitch at the ballpark
3 comments:
You took the words right out of my mouth. I've been trying for the longest time to slow my life down, and now that it is, I'm not sure I like it. Steven's right, it gives me more time to dwell and that's never a good thing. Did the groundhog see his shadow?
AMEN to that. These cold (I mean, really. Cold doesn't even begin to describe it) temps and overcast days are enough to send me into a tizzy!!
Hang in there friend...the groundhog didn't see his shadow, which supposedly means that spring is right around the corner. But let's face it. That's never been accurate, has it. Okay. Well, it seems as though my comment may have brought you down even more. My sincere apologies.
Hi Ang! Stopping by to tell you hello. :) xoxoxoxo
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