dirty laundry

Dirty Laundry

I thought I knew how to do laundry but screwed up today. I left my favorite purple correcting pen in my jeans when i put it through the wash. Now i've ruined a few of my favorite shirts and have purple streaks on my underwear... i'm gonna have to think of interesting explanation for that.. though it's probably obvious...

More importantly, the new stocking seems to be helping... i love the extra support... seriously, i think these veins hurt a bit more than the ones in high school because they are closer to the surface and are in danger of ulcerating (so i pretty much shouldn't ever slide during a softball game). however, they aren't as dangerous as my old veins which were deeper and actually developed a clot once during a pickup football game.




So today was the first round of the playoffs. I actually looked stupid in the batting cages yesterday when i swung and missed/fouled back 8 straight pitches. I recovered to look good by ending with 3 solid hits. Lance made me take another session and after a knuckle adjustment i was hitting line drives. It actually carried over into the game tonight when a hit a solid line drive just like the cages. I only pitched 3 innings and gave up 3 runs before Lance came in for the save--to save my health and legs for round 2 in two weeks. That's right, round 2... we skunked the team in 5 innings winning 17-3. It's only going to get more difficult but the pitching tandem of Padilla brothers appears to be a winning combination since we have contrasting styles. I start and throw the high deep or low in front of the plate shot, then Lance comes in with the knuckle ball when they start to adjust to me. Nasty combination really.

The team had a nice bonding moment after the game at Round Table... where we all actually got to sit around several tables together... it made for excellent commraderie...