I had wanted to write another story. An epic tale of the ultimate Cinderella story. The ultimate comeback story. And it almost was. But in the end, we came in second place, or as most like to call it, first loser. See my other team (not the Pagan/Black Sheep) went to the playoffs. We lost our first game. This really wasn't a surprise to us. In that league they have double elimination, meaning you have to lose twice before you are out. So having lost our first game we were banished down to the oh so sad losers bracket. Now technically you can work your way back from it, but most do not. Until this year. When we did. Won more games, made it to the quarter and then the semi finals. And then made it to the championship game. And WON! Confused yet? See, that team hadn't lost. So in double elimination, if the team in the championship hasn't lost, you have to beat them twice. And in our second attempt, after all that effort, we lost 3-2. Sigh. Wouldn't that story have been so much … [Read more...]
Mock this….
I think of all the fruits, bananas are the meanest. They mock. Often. First off, let's just get it out of the way, they mock the male anatomy. The banana is used a lot to represent the male penis (about as well as Barbie represents the average female). And I am quite sure there has been many a time when a man has been peeling a banana and thinking to himself...I wish. And even more mocking is when the girlfriend/wife is thinking I wish too. ;) But the real mocking that most of us relate to of course is the too many bananas mock. I personally fall into the Costco banana trap every time I go. I think, will I be able to use 15 bananas before they go bad? And though I know the answer is NO, I still buy because it's such a good price. And before you say...oh you can freeze them, yeah, I think half my freezer is bananas. So no go there. So there they sit. And mock. Mock me from the counter. Daring me to figure out how to use them as my husband respectfully requests no more banana … [Read more...]
Sweetie Pie…
So I ran across a picture the other day. It's of a cactus staring at a balloon with hearts between them. Below were the words Impossible Love. First off I don't think it's impossible for a cactus to love a balloon, if we get passed the whole inanimate object thing. They can love each other, they just can't touch. Well, they can touch, but that's pretty bad news for the balloon. And well, if the cactus is crappy in bed, then the balloon just went and died for nothing. ;) Odd as it may seem that photo got me to thinking about my friend B who is having a bit of trouble in the love department as of late. See, she is in love. Awesome. That person is in love with her. Awesome. Except that everyone feels the need to chime in and judge them. There were a handful of us (yes, me) who did not care they were together. When the gossip mongrels came a knocking to tell me the news, which I already knew because I was friends with her, to tell me that she was dating an older man, much older … [Read more...]
