Last night we celebrated our anniversary by going to a fancy schmancy restaurant called Three Forks.  Very, very nice.  And some of the best lobster bisque I’ve ever had.  As J so eloquently put it, “It tastes like a lobster died on a pad of butter and went to heaven.”

After that, we played softball with our recreational chuch league, as we have a string of rained-out makeup games over the next several weekends. 

It was a very enlightening evening, so let me share with you a few of the pearls of wisdome I gained:

1. If you have a really rich steak & seafood meal…don’t play softball after dinner.  Particularly if you already have a sensitive stomach.  They had to rearrange the batting order because of a short time in which I was MIA in the restroom.
2. If you’re in the field and it’s really windy, keep your mouth closed.  As my brother so accurately put it, “I swallowed enough dirt to plant a small tree.”
3. Softball is way more fun if you win.  This was the first game all season that we actually won, and it was probably the most fun I’ve ever had participating in a sporting event (I’m not exactly athletically inclined).  I usually get placed in Right Field, but last night I got “promoted” to Left Center and later to Second Base when our second baseman got injured.  I didn’t screw anything up (mostly because nothing ever came to me) so it was a lot of fun.
4. Church softball is not for the faint of heart…or short of memory.  There are so many odd rules and regulations, like everybody starts the count at 1 ball, 1 strike.  And if you walk a guy, he goes 2 bases and the girl batting behind him can choose if she wants to bat or just walk to first base.  If you walk a girl, she only walks 1 base.  And don’t be thinking that just because it’s church that the 3rd baseman won’t TAKE YOU OUT.  Or you might end up leaving the game with a torn ACL.  THIS IS HARD CORE CHURCH BALL, BABY.  REGULAR SOFTBALL IS FOR WEENIES.

Overall, it was a great anniversary and a nice break from our little bundle of joy, who then kept me up all night with her bouts of wakefulness.  After we attended a wedding this morning, a nap was definitely in order.

I swear, the next kid we have had better be born with teeth.

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