we got home pretty late last night, and it was rough getting up for work this morning. however, thanks to my darling aunts and cousins my diapering skills were sharper than ever. i even got off early, a whole 2 and a half hours early.

then we had a softball game. it was close, but we still lost 7-5. but my team member's "male friend" brought a grill and made us hot dogs and burgers, which were wonderful if a bit charcoaly.

and today's humor: at 9:30 mom decides she wants some cold stone ice cream so dad and i trek down there. it's thundering, but no rain. by the time we get our ice cream, it is pouring out. dad has the brilliant idea to have me go get the car so he can "protect the ice cream" and since i'm such a wonderful daughter, i agree. as soon as i stepped outside, i was soaked and i started running. i lost my shoe, however, and half of the customers in cold stone began to laugh. i got to the car and i was dripping wet, then i had to pull into another parking spot to get my dad, open the door for him, pull in the driveway at home so he could get out then run up after i parked in the street. what a wet, drippy mess. the ice cream was good, though = D