I know starting over's not what life's about, but my thoughts were so loud I couldn't hear my mouth
I had my miserable grieve time, but I think I'll be okay. :( ?
I just made a pair of earrings...they turned out sorta weird so I guess i'm giving them to Jocelyn. (hahahahhahahahahaha oh i'm too much)
Anyways...hm. I had a tournament this weekend and we did awesome. So that made me feel really good. Except the whole four games in one day thing kinda wore me out, I have to admit.
Our first game was at 9:20. We won 4-2
Our second game was at 12:30. We won 8-4
Our third game was at 2:30. We lost 2-1 (we played the second ranked team on the Eastern Shore. they were expected to win the tournament. But we were winning 1-0 until the last inning with about 3 minutes left and two runners, the girl hit a freaking bomb/line-drive between third and short and the two runs scored. Oh well. Last year we lost 12-0 to that team, so we counted it as a win.)
Our fourth game was at 4:20. We lost 12-11 (we were also winning 8-0 until the second to last inning when the other team decided to hit three bombs RIGHT TO ME. So I started running and hoping that I didn't trip...because the embarassment of tripping was more important than the run scoring at that point since there was absolutely no way I could throw her out from the fence. they scored 8 runs in that inning. thanks!)
Oh well, we were happy with what we had because if we had won that last game, we would have had to play at 6:00 and with only two pitchers and 10 people total...we really couldn't do it. Especially since we were the only team playing with only 10 people and it was freaking 95 degrees all day.
But yeah.
see ya.
Erin
I just made a pair of earrings...they turned out sorta weird so I guess i'm giving them to Jocelyn. (hahahahhahahahahaha oh i'm too much)
Anyways...hm. I had a tournament this weekend and we did awesome. So that made me feel really good. Except the whole four games in one day thing kinda wore me out, I have to admit.
Our first game was at 9:20. We won 4-2
Our second game was at 12:30. We won 8-4
Our third game was at 2:30. We lost 2-1 (we played the second ranked team on the Eastern Shore. they were expected to win the tournament. But we were winning 1-0 until the last inning with about 3 minutes left and two runners, the girl hit a freaking bomb/line-drive between third and short and the two runs scored. Oh well. Last year we lost 12-0 to that team, so we counted it as a win.)
Our fourth game was at 4:20. We lost 12-11 (we were also winning 8-0 until the second to last inning when the other team decided to hit three bombs RIGHT TO ME. So I started running and hoping that I didn't trip...because the embarassment of tripping was more important than the run scoring at that point since there was absolutely no way I could throw her out from the fence. they scored 8 runs in that inning. thanks!)
Oh well, we were happy with what we had because if we had won that last game, we would have had to play at 6:00 and with only two pitchers and 10 people total...we really couldn't do it. Especially since we were the only team playing with only 10 people and it was freaking 95 degrees all day.
But yeah.
see ya.
Erin