Hey beth - any chance for a garter hook-up for this Friday? K-Bug needs a red and black one.

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If either you or your Mom are in the U.S. - call her. The NSA needs to calibrate.

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JZ is in the shower and then headed out to brunch with her Mom before church. Little league game yesterday. Game today. Tournament team practice on Monday.

Emmett had his best game of the season yesterday. He's been in a hitting slump, and it took several starts and a lot of practice to get this pitching to come around. He's been fine in the field, though, and our best catcher.

Our game yesterday was epic and bizarre as only Little League can be. We hit the ball, put men on base and then ran into outs. Bases loaded no outs and we ran into a truly idiotic double play. We had five baserunners thrown out altogether - all stupid plays on our part. Blood pressure rising among the coaching staff. Jallah pitched well for 2+ and then was fairly terrible catching, letting three people score from third on passed balls. Oy. So we were down 10-2 and then we came back and tied it up. Emmett pitched three innings. Shaky at first, but finding the strike zone. When we tied the game he shut them down.

Partway through the inning he's on the mound and looks over to me in the dugout and motions towards his mouth. I know his molar has been loose and call time. Run out there and collect the tooth. He's got a little blood dribbling out of his mouth and frankly, it looks tough. He went back to pitching and they didn't score.

To put that in context, I really like the players on our team but we have a lot of kids who get a sudden headache after they get picked off base, or make poor puppy faces when they scrape their elbow. So it was nice to see him being a gamer and leading the team when they needed somebody to step up.

Also, I've been throwing hours of extra batting practice with him, trying to sort out his swing. He actually listened to me, and shortened his swing and made contact, bringing in a runner from third with less than two outs, and stroking a clean single up the middle for the RBI that tied the game.

And he had been dropped from the lead off spot because he'd been slumping and he was cool about it. He's really just happy to play. He was thrilled to go out and pitch for the third time when we went into extra innings. They took the lead then, but it wasn't because of his pitching. The defense fell apart, threw the ball around the field like Single A and they scored three runs they shouldn't have. Even then we came close to tying it in the bottom, but Jallah's shot into center was caught by Tierza (the only girl I've seen in Triple A) and that ended the game.

It was a disapointing loss, but everybody felt pretty good about coming back and tying it when we were down so far.

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I hope all the moms on the list are having a happy day!

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I just had to tell a dial-a-ride dispatcher what "Planned Parenthood" is. I'm thinking I may have to flake on Wednesday. Madonn'. Dr. Lakoff would be proud of me though as I called the "reproductive-health clinic" but possibly jerkoff knows it better as "the baby-killers on seventh Street" Seriously, thought everybody knew that. Like "Coke", "KFC". (head-desk)

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I'm pretty sure I have an unreasonable amount of love for this dress

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Suzi - I'll talk to Judy on monday about the garter - she may have put her stuff awayfor the season - actually, now that I am typing - I think she did.

I am exhausted. Much work getting the house ready and keeping Dh calm and a stranger in my house. The concert wne t well. but I noticed , just before I completely became one with the big chair, that my 3/4 dead carnations - are still in thier vase on the top of the tv cabinet. This makes me laugh and laugh.

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Grumpy about mother's day. I'm not hanging out with mom this weekend, and I feel pretty shitty about it. I advanced the idea about doing a makeup mother's day, but I think my mom thinks I suck for that, and has been very evasive about a date to do it.

Oh, that reminds me. Must call stepmom and have her evade my call. Maybe they are doing lunch or something and I can leave a message.

Then call Mom of Cass and wish her a fab Mother's Day as well.

Dr. Lakoff would be proud of me though as I called the "reproductive-health clinic" but possibly jerkoff knows it better as "the baby-killers on seventh Street"

I used to volunteer there a bit. I was at the Tempe location more but they weren't "surgical."

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Yep, got the machine.

Who's got kittens on how long before she actually picks up a call from me? There's kibble to to made here...

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Oh, and Fay, don't forget to bring your Pooh books

blinks

...I never claimed to have Pooh books. I mean, obviously I do have them, but they're back in the Britain. Indeed, I have been ruthlessly selling all the books I've bought over the past 3 years, and the bookcase, in preparation for leaving the Egypt.

Um.

Sorry about that. I could buy one in SF, though, I'm sure. Or possibly somebody would let me share? Or, you know, I'm good with being in the audience too. My self indulgence egotism pushiness only extended to nominating myself for The Wolves in the Walls, 'cause I know I have that. (And The Day I swapped my Dad for Two Goldfish. ) Although I'd thoroughly enjoy chipping in on the Pooh thing, obviously, because, well, Pooh. But I never claimed to be all prepared and stuff.

looks sorrowful

ion, OMG I have an appalling quantity of stuff that I want to bring. I've been making lists. Today I obtained a new sheesha pipe and my flatmate taught me how to make sheesha (she always does it, so I've been lazily relying on her). I now have a big honking bag full of sheesha things as one of my handluggage things. And I'm going to need a huge big bag full of stuff for handluggage, because I'm travelling for 18 hours, or something stupid. And my laptop. And I daren't pack my newest, most fragile handbag, because it'll get broken if I put it in the case, I know it will...but I can't stand the thought of not bringing it, because I love it lots and lots, and it goes with my 2nd favourite shiny scarf. Um. And I've got to fit all the clothes I want to bring, and 6 handbags (unless I'm really ruthless, but I can't leave behind Nathan The Frog Handbag, even though he's cumbersome, because he's adorable, and he goes with the Today I Am Dressed As A Lily Pond ensemble, and the other ones are all fairly compact, honestly, no, really they are...)

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