Braggin’ Rights – x-Post
Posted by Morrighan on May 8, 2008 at 10:59 pm | Last modified: October 17, 2013 4:22 pmMama Mama, can’t you see,
What Fastpitch softball’s doin’ to me?
My body aches, I need a rest;
But that’s what it takes, to be the best!
Yeah, so I’m going into ‘baseball mom’ mode. ;)
GDI! It was freaking cold out there tonight. It never occured to me to check the damn weather before we left for the game. The girls at least, were slightly better prepared than I. Care wore her warm-up under the jersey and Rhia wore her volleyball sweatshirt, since they’d given her the same number for that team. Most of the parents were bundled in heavy jackets and blankets. Even so, most of us had chattering teeth by the end of the game.
The opposing team fetched in a buncha runs before we were even up to bat. Shoulda known the first inning would show how the rest of the game would go. Cort was first to bat – and she slammed that sucker almost all the way to the track-ring (we have a horse-track near the diamonds), and ran her skinny butt all the way around the bases. Hehehe – Miami Girls – first bat, homerun!
Care was walked her first at-bat, Rhia had a hit but it went between the pitcher and first base, and by the time she got there, the first baser had her out. She was smiling (sans teeth, by the way, I made her take ‘em out just in case) as she got to the bench though, so all’s good. The rest of the girls did their things – some excellent catching tonight, not to mention batting! Care got a good hit in and made her bases; Rhia got another one in, but only made it to third – but she had brought in two others and RBI are just as good as a homerun. Care may not bat so well as she did in 2006, but she caught a couple flyers out to right field that got the batters out – plus a ground catch and throw to first in a snap that got the batter out before she hit the base… my l’il goth was out there in right dancin’ she was so excited.
K. jumped up and caught a couple flys, S. nearly got decapitated by one, but she got it and shook her booty at the other team (she’s a hoot that girl), C. did some fine backcatching and the new pitcher was just right on. I was so happy for Sid though – all these years she’s hit one-basers although mostly she gets walked. Tonight she hit herself a homerun and everybody was yellin’ and I’ve never seen her run that fast. Now that she’s done it, that confidence will be there to do it again. And again. ;)
Despite the cold and having less practice than the girls from the other team – Miami Girls won it. 24-11.
Miami kicks ass, takes names and NO prisoners…
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Posted by Morrighan on March 3, 2008 at 11:41 am | Last modified: March 3, 2008 11:41 am1. What smell reminds you of your childhood?
Mail. I spent almost all of my time with my grandparents when I was young, and until I was 13, my grandfather was the postmaster in our ittybitty town (so small, they recently replaced the last postmaster with a box on the side of the road). The post office was originally in a side-room attached to their grocery store, but when they retired from that in 79 or 80, they moved the post office into a side-room on their house.
Grandpa’d get up at omfg it’s still dark-thirty, and start the fire in the woodstove. Within a half hour, the truck would arrive and they’d unload, and grandpa’d start sorting. By the time he’d call me down for breakfast, he’d be nearly done sorting and would have started the toast (toast made on the top of an old woodstove is AMAZING). In late spring, at least one morning, there would be a teeny, tiny box on the back of the stove, off the main heat but still warmer than the freezing truck. Inside, after about an hour of warmth, something would buzz. A new queen bee, or a couple of new worker bees for the local apiary. (note – sucking honey from a fresh, warm bit of hive is truly a treat and probably unsanitary)
Anyway, mail and stove-toast. BTW – it would have been grandpa’s 21st birthday on Friday. You figure that out. ;)
2. Would you ever consider getting laser eye surgery?
Only if they’d agree to give me general anesthesia.
3. What food do you love now, that took you a long time to develop a taste for?
Beets, cooked asparagus. Rice pudding, bread pudding.
4. Do you have sensitive skin? Is there any material that you don’t like touching your skin?
You remember those horrible, horrible polyester pantsuits for kids that were popular with overbearing parents in the 70s? Those.
5. Whose speaking voice is your favourite to listen to?
Morgan Freeman. I know how cliche that sounds, but he’s got a voice that just makes me think… hey, everything’s going to be ok. That big bomb dropping, why, that’ll be just fine. We can roast marshmallows and have a sing-a-long … Not to mention for an old guy, he’s teh hawt.
Release and Fly
Posted by Morrighan on February 16, 2008 at 4:22 am | Last modified: February 16, 2008 4:22 amCombined Chant/Geis: Release and Fly
Current mood: disgusted
Category: Religion and Philosophy
Into the earth,
Into the sky,
All of it out,
All of it fly.
Into my body, flows purity and peace,
I am cleansed by the Goddess, my struggles released.
Into the earth,
Into the sky,
All of it out,
All of it fly.
I won’t let it hurt me, I won’t let it scar,
I won’t let you lie, I won’t let you harm.
The troubles that haunt me, that burn me inside,
Move out from my body, and into the sky.
Into the earth,
Into the sky,
All of it out,
All of it fly.
Your tantrums are nothing, your life is a blur,
You’ll get what is coming, all you deserve.
Your mouth it is shut, no more lies will you tell,
You’ll speak naught but truth, by the geis of Bel.
(combined chants from WiccaChat, spell from ShadowRiderBOS)
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