Then I had to umpire 5 softball games. It was alright, the teams were actually pretty nice, and it was coed. The scorekeeper kept announcing to everyone that it was my birthday, and one game, I wouldn't allow batters in the batters box until they wished me happy birthday. That's the kind of respect you command when you are 34.
The following is a list of worse ways I could have spend my birthday
- Updating my blog
- Helping Mike move into his new place in Virginia
- Watching the Dodgers lose
- Watching the world cup finals
- Sitting two hours in a dentist's chair with my mouth agape while watching the world cup
- Teaching 8th graders
- Getting fingernails pulled out one by one
- Watching the Tour de France
- Living in France
- Living in Oklahoma
- Sinking my teeth in to a yummy chocolate cake only to find out it is German Chocolate Cake
- Eating a coffee flavored Jelly Belly
Forrest
5 comments:
Living in France would be a bad way to celebrate your birthday. hee hee haw haw
Yes Natalie, the Frenchies do have a funny way of laughing.
I updated the Platypi page with our most recent exploits for those who care.
Who is Brad? Penny?
Was the home run hitter Robbie's brother? That hefty lefty?
Two things. I disagree about your not having a big mouth, and secondly, lucky for you that you planned having your birthday during All-Star break, making it impossible for the Dodgers to lose on that day.
Perhaps a big mouth in the figurative sense. It just seems I can't open it that far, which makes the number of words that come out of said mouth each day even more impressive.
The words to area of open mouth ratio has to be off the charts
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