It's Monday!

And for reasons that elude me, especially considering I went to bed before 11:00 last night, I'm crazy tired today. Monday's suck hard to begin with and being tired on top of the suckiness just makes it that much more suckier. You follow that?

When my last post ended, the Mudcats were 3 and 1 but alas, a few bad games were played wherein our lovely players did not have their heads remotely in the game and so, we lost. Pity, that. Let's see...

5th Game, we lost. Mudcats 4 - Muckdogs 8.

6th Game, we lost. Mudcats 2 - Rock Hounds 13.

7th Game, we lost. Mudcats 7 - Indians 10.

8th Game, we won. Mudcats 7 - Sidewinders 1.

We're now 4 and 4. All 4 of our losses were to a National team. And I don't know whether they're intimidated by them or it's something else but every time we play a National team (which is not typical until the play-offs but there were a lack of teams in both leagues this year so we're playing each other), our team has trouble getting started and by the time we pull it together, winning is pretty much impossible.

What else? What else?

OH! Cameron had his first sleepover this weekend! I was nervous, nervous, nervous! but he had a great time and as much as I fretted, I'm not thinking it was at all necessary. My baby is growing up on me. So sad.

I have some kind of strange area on one of my ankles and no one can figure out quite what it is? Bug bite seems to be the most common suggestion but it's been there for over two weeks so I'm not sure if I agree with that suggestion. Weird.

And that's really it, not too much going on, same ole same ole, you know?