hit by the ball
This morning, after church, Pastor asked me what it was like to be a ball players wife.I sighed, loudly, and then I thought for a minute. "It's all I know."
And you know what? It isn't all that bad. I love this man, and I love watching him play this game.
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See the little white blurs? Cotton, from the trees, it was raining it the whole game :)
it kind of looks like you have a crush on that #5 guy, also :)
He is kinda cute, isn't he?
He thinks I should fess up and tell ya'll that I wrote this after having a couple of cold ones after the long, hot, Sunday afternoon game...
but I think I will keep it a secret.
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