Well @$*& you, too Monday.

Here’s what I did this morning:

That's not actually me but it is my car...

This followed an equally unpleasant task I knew I was going to have to perform but didn’t expect to confront it early Monday morning. I won’t go into it. It’s too sad and makes me feel like the queen of bad luck. Some days you just have to plaster that smile on till it reaches the heart. Also, I have no wish to bring anyone who happens to read this down into the depths of the BS life sometimes throws at you so, have some softball pics instead. The coolers contained jello shots, sandwiches and beer — all of which I took full advantage of — and we kicked tail in both our games. Then, we sat outside at our sponsor bar and talked until it got dark. Saturday was a good day. I’m hanging on to that with the grip of a spider monkey…