yellowbug says:

I love going to Matt's softball games. I love cheering, "Go, babe! Hit a home run!" I try not to cheer anything else b/c baseball has it's own lingo which I never get right. And then the other guys on the team will mimic me and cheer for "Babe" too. I love that Matt is on a team with 2 of my real brothers and 2 of my adopted brothers and countless other men from church. Good men. Men that laugh at funny jokes and walk away from crude jokes. Men who would probably rather stay home with their devoted wives and play with their children than play a double-header on a Monday night. When I think of things that I want to change about Matt (yes, even I do that. I think it's inherent in all women, unfortunately), then I remember how Matt is so much more than I thought I wanted. One of the biggest things is that he's never met a stranger. Just like my Dad.

So, I realized I was quite unhappy at the beginning of the week and pinpointed it to being unproductive. I never thought my 52" would get the better of me, but it had! If I had the discipline to do it, I'd cancel my cable, but I love my Biggest Loser and Grey's too much. By the way, Grey's season finale tonight!!!!! So, in lieu of cancelling my cable, I've decided to cross off one To Do item on my mental checklist every evening when I get home. I don't have a stressful job, I sit on my toosh the majority of the time, and I don't have kids yet, so when I do get home I'm still pretty energetic. For instance, Monday I cleared off my overly decorated dresser and simplified it...sooooo much nicer! And I dusted the house which had been neglected last weekend. Oh, and I attended Matt's first ever softball game. He was so excited and did so well considering he hasn't done anything minutely athletic in about 10 years ( love ya, babe! ) Last night, I bak...