I played volleyball last night and I am quite proud of myself for my play. My husband came to watch for the first time so I would have either played like shit or played really well to impress him. I was feeling really nauseous (No goddamit I am not pregnant Ty, Tara, Mark and anyone else who says that!) so therefore I was a little weak and we started a new offense last night where I was the only setter on the court so I had to hustle my ass from wherever I was on the court to the setter position. I did pretty well and playing like that 3 times a week will whip my ass into shape. (BTW why is it that when a woman is nauseous she is pregnant...come on people let's be a little more original....) The husband was impressed overall because I was telling him I was good but he did not really realize how good until he saw me in action.
Now I have to decide if I want to call my friend back and go with her to take the dogs to the dog park. I dunno I need to think about it because I am still a little "off".
I'm gonna go drop a note to Dangerspouse and remind him to not forget the little people who read him back then now that he is a big shot being recommended by UncleBob.