I guess we're gonna go here at some point. I used to be quite the player. Ha if you take into account I was a white female in the early nineties and went to private school. So let's say yes I had some ups back in the day, but also I was on the brink of the technologically fueled uber sports peeps who are like crazy evolutionary sci fi robo players nowadays. I still could whistle the Harlem Globetrotters theme. Low key, sometimes. Not today in Sportsmania.
So obvs Ted has has been perhaps suffering from the seasons or something is happening, so of course we went to the Y today and he tried to drown Helen underwater and lifeguards came flying out of their sockets everywhere with their red foam lassoes, and they are like: "Yes, you have to be with them at all times or this can never happen again." Because I had been walking to the water fountain and not actually stapled to their swimsuits.
And of course now I believe basketball to be the answer. He's got all the right stats, so he should be pretty good. Now H and T are peas in a pod so I have to sign BOTH up and wouldn't you know only H's league is the most direct cut throat Basketball Diaries so she is all of a sudden a running point guard before I could get her high tops. And T's coach.....has not called me back.. Ugh so frustrating. I have called, emailed. Rah.
So Helen had a game on Sat (her first) which was awesome to watch, and Ted is like when can I get in there?
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