Mean people suck. Seriously if anyone says anything mean to me right now, I will curl up in the fetal position and start sobbing. I don't feel like telling the story but this new volleyball team member was really mean to us and I just hate it. (And no, husband telling me I am mean sometimes when I am trying to explain how I don't understand mean people does not make me feel any better.) Volleyball nights are the 3 nights a week I really look forward to and I just hate poor sportsmanship...winning is great but meanness is not going to make me feel better or play better. (See Trinity I told you that my complaining always bites me in the ass.)
