September 10th, 2002


The end of softball

Well, the softball season has drawn to a close. We had our last two games last night. Officially, we won the first one! um, but only officially. Because the other team had too few players, so they forfeited. Unofficially, we decided to play a friendly game anyway, and we lost. We also lost the second game, both officially and unofficially.

In our defense though: I'd like to point out that we were also short a player. Furthermore, one of the girls who did play had been in a car accident the night before, and wouldn't have been playing at all except that we didn't want to have to forfeit too. She mostly was just there to fill the field; she couldn't really contribute to the game.

It doesn't matter; we had a fun time anyway. I personally scored one run myself, and made two RBI's last night. I played right field where I was very bored (nobody was hitting there last night), but I had a good time at bat and did all right there. Unfortunately I turned my ankle a little bit at one point -- I was sprinting to first base trying to outrun the throw (which I succeeded in doing), and the base itself wasn't flat, so when I landed on it my ankle went in a direction it preferred not to go. Not so badly that I fell or anything, but it's kinda sore today.

Ah well, another softball season finished! Time to hang up my mit and cleats for another year, and start concentrating on skating and dancing this fall. I've been kind of slacking off there, especially with regards to dance, and I'd like to start doing that and some speedskating once again. Plus, of course, synchro skating, which started officially last week! We are doing a "Latin" number this year, with some cool tango music and such. I think it will be a good year. Hopefully good enough to take back our championship.

A few more stories from Maryland

I remembered a couple of anecdotes from my cousin's wedding reception in Maryland. Always good to write these down before I forget them again....

The dress
I'd been wanting to go shopping for weeks prior to my trips, since I had the two receptions to attend, and nothing worth wearing to either. Everything was either too big, already worn at too many family events, or the wrong style. I just couldn't seem to make it out to the mall or anything though; I was always busy. At one point, A loaned me three dresses of hers to try, figuring it'd be better than nothing.

So I went to MD with 3 different dresses, two of hers and one of mine, still completely undecided. My sister had forgotten to bring nylons, so we went to the mall the morning of the reception to buy her some. To get to the nylons, I walked right by the petite section. "hmmm...", I thought! Right at the end of the petites, by the stockings, was a clearance rack. While sis' browsed for nylons, I started thumbing through the clearance rack.

You guessed it, I found a dress! I pulled it out thinking, "This is a nice-looking neckline." And it was my size, the only one on the rack! I wasn't certain I liked the fabric, but I really liked the cut and style, so I decided to try it on anyway. Once I'd tried it on, I was still debating. But my sister and mum both agreed that I needed to buy it. It was still $60, even on sale, but I figured what the heck, so I did! Even when I got it back to the hotel, I wasn't convinced I wanted to keep it. I just wasn't sure if I liked the fabric enough, it seemed a little too tapestry-like. But it was nice and fancy, and I really liked the neckline, plus the way it fit me. So I ended up wearing it anyway, and I got tons of compliments all it worked out perfectly!

Erin is the daughter of my aunt's best friend from high school. My aunt being the mother of the groom. Got that? She's around my age, and didn't know a whole lot of people at the reception. My sister and I were introduced to her and her mom (by my dad I think), then we all decided we were hungry. We made our way to the buffet, then found ourselves a table. She ended up sitting with me, my sister, my brother, and our cousin to eat, and we chatted for a bit. We were also sharing the table with some people we didn't know, family friends of the groom's parents maybe, but we introduced ourselves to them. Each time somebody they knew came by, they would introduce us as as a unit saying, "These are the groom's cousins!" Erin decided it wasn't worth trying to explain that she wasn't actually related, so she became an honorary cousin. Especially when we learned she had no cousins of her own. So of course I had to take a picture of her, to remember her!