what?

people, please don't call me early on saturday mornings? what's wrong with you? You'd think my mother would know me well enough by now that I, like every other child she has, am not a morning person. Then again she still can't remember that I don't eat red meat (since 1993) am allergic to peanut butter (since 1989). I believe the words she says every time "I just can't keep track of what you do and don't eat. It's always changing!" I play on saturdays in a all women's soccer league. It's really fun, albeit, quite hot and sunny. So this weekend we played the "lady killers." They were a little dirty for my taste, I was getting shoved left and right. We lost 3-2 although the game was so close and really exciting. And our team actually gelled and really played well. At the end of the game one of the girls from the other team, during the good game good game good game high five line, asked me what college we played for. I was like Um, I'm 30!!!!! Now i know why these girls can run circles around me, I'm 10 years older than them. Well the exciting part of the game was at the end when Dalia who plays fullback yelled at Lauren who plays stopper, "Lauren, don't you ever tell me what to do during the game again! Show me some respect!" anyway, i came home, showered and found like 8 bruises I aquired during the game. It's official, I'm a pussy!