No...it's not the story of my sex life. It's the continuing saga of my sugars.
Last night, 126. This morning, 135. Tonight, 126 again.
Oh, well...whatever works.
In the meantime, I seem to be hovering, weight-wise, at 201. Hopefully, I'll get below 200, tomorrow after softball, and manage to stay there...at least for a while.
Tomorrow, I have a double header to play...I hope to do well. Heck...I have to...a grounder to short and a popup to second? Who cares if the grounder was a sacrifice...I should have gotten on base. Oh, well...I'm looking forward to tomorrow, anyhow.
I'm a little disappointed. I thought Heather and/or Amy were going to call me about going to the batting cages, this week. I probably should have headed over, myself, but I never made it, either.
Bought some new sprinklers for the yard, today...metal spikes and brass heads. They've got to hold up better than the plastic ones we've been using, to this point.
I hope, tomorrow, that I'll be able to do something other than gripe on here. Good news would be nice, eh?
Comments (1)
I know the feeling. But it's okay, if you need to gripe there are a few of us who don't mind listening. :) Hope you have fun at the softball game. :)
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Posted by Laura | September 21, 2003 7:42 AM
Posted on September 21, 2003 07:42