Softball, a fun game OR my worst nightmare?

"Sign up for the church softball team, Bodecia. It will be fun!" she says "Lots of people you know, and its lower division so nobody else will really no how to play either!" she says. So I listened to Olivia signed up and showed up for practise 5 weeks ago. As it turns out I only knew one person on the field and I was the only other person besides Stacy who had never played before. The best part however is that both the lower and the middle divisions were full so we were playing in the upper league, you know the almost good enough to be professional league, upper division. Ya. But I didn't really start panicking until the coach had to come over and show me the right way to THROW THE BALL! Yep that was embarrassing.

Well it is 5 weeks later and I just got home from a game. Things are going really well despite my doubts. The ladies on the team are SOOOOOO nice. I have only known them for only a short time but I already feel like they have known me my whole life. We are constantly cheering each other on, even when we mess up, I show up for practise and I am sure to get at least three hugs and a couple of high fives. The other day one of the other girls walks up and kinda nudges me and says " I am glad you're here Bo". They make me feel so special!

Being in the upper division hasn't been to bad either. It turns out that when everyone else on the team knows what they are doing it is almost like having 13 coaches. I walked off of the field after batting tonight and I got swamped with tips on how to improve. Also if I get confused about something, even if I am in the middle of the field during an inning I can just call "HELP!" and someone will tell me exactly what to do.

Coach says I am doing a lot better (although my throwing COULD still use some work), and I am having a blast. I think I have finally found a sport that I really enjoy. Its funny because I am the kind of person who usually only enjoys what I am good at, but even though we have been SLAUGHTERED every game so far, I am still having an absolute blast. I couldn't have asked for a better team.

Facial Hair or Shock Absorbers?

Tonight as I was watching the hockey game with Dad, I noticed that an abnormally large group of hockey players have beards. Why do they have beards? I am really not sure. Maybe it is to keep their faces warm out on the ice. Maybe they just like the way it looks. Maybe it is a homage to all the great bearded hockey players before them. Then I figured it out.

The beards work as a cushion! You see when hockey players get slammed into the wall with great force, their poor little heads get knocked around inside of those big helmets. So to solve this problem they started growing beards. The beards act as shock absorbers and cushion the blow.

I even have proof. One of the men got shoved against the wall and it was reported that he had broken his nose. When they showed a clip of him on the bench you could clearly see that he had no beard! See that proves it

Zzzzz....

It is midnight here and I am to tired to write anything witty. I stayed up late to go see the new Indiana Jones movie and it wasn't worth it. I just wanted to leave a quick post so that I don't break my streak of posting everyday. I will leave an especially good one tomorrow. Goodnight...

T-shirt!

I love looking at t-shirts online. I never buy any but I am addicted to looking at them. Here is a wierd on I found earlier! You can find this shirt here

Graduation... YUCK!

Yes I am a member of the class of 2008, and yes I have mixed feelings about it. I mean the whole thing is kinda silly. Take for example a open house. A bunch of people show up and "encourage" you by saying things like "Congrats on completing the last 12 years of schooling! Now only 2-8 more. Oh and by the way you have to PAY for these ones, did I say Congrats?".

Then you have those incredibly boring ceremonies, that the grads make their families sit through. You sit there for hours watching TONS of people you have never met before graduate, then you clap and cheer for the two seconds your grad is on stage and sit through some more mind numbing boredom counting the names until it is over. Thankfully I am home schooled so I got to opt out of the whole graduation ceremony thing. I wouldn't want to subject my sisters to the same torture that I have had to sit through several times already.

Also there is the ritual of senior picture taking. Oh goodie! For someone who doesn't care to get their picture taken, and has low self esteem, this is really no fun. Thankfully Olivia is taking my pictures and she can make almost anything fun. So we got started tonight and tramped all over our poison ivy filled back pasture in search of the perfect picture. After an hour we ended up with some goofy ones...Some good ones...

And some bad ones that were promptly deleted. We have yet to find "the perfect" one but we are going to take some more tomorrow.

Anyways, I guess what I am trying to say is graduating can be silly, boring, frustrating, and annoying, but despite all of these things, it is kind of a big deal. It makes me feel special and I am actually really looking forward to my open house.

Siamese Pretzel Twin! It's AMAZING!

OK so I was sitting here eating pretzels while I uploaded the last post, when I pulled out this amazing and rare SIAMESE PRETZEL TWIN! It was just so cool I couldn't help but share it with you! Now I will eat it... *crunch *crunch... MMMmmmm YUMMY!

Downtown Greenville

This is a watercolor painting I did today of a building I saw while walking around downtown Greenville with Silvana. What was I doing in Greenville? I was on vacation and it was FANTASTIC!