Today was our only day of softball practice (up at the Moore Rd ball fields in P-town) as a team before our first game on Monday night. And what better time than right at the hottest time of the day, 1:30 - 3:00 pm? I loaded myself down with all the necessities - sunglasses, sunscreen, visor, water bottle, and glove and headed up the hill for a little softball smack down. No sooner did I arrive and greet my co-worker, Dubbie, who was already there practicing her pitching did I realize that I forgot my freaking cleats at home! I was looking at her cleats, noticing they weren't the new ones like mine that she had just bought the day before, when it dawned on me I was still wearing my house slip-ons!! No socks or anything. So I played the entire hour and a half in slip-ons. Awesome. I kept saying out loud "I can't believe I forgot my cleats" so that people didn't think I was some kind of idiot who thought sandals were appropriate softball footwear. But even with my footwear handicap, I looked like a softball superstar today. I was catching pop-fly's, grounders, calling the ball, and backing people up like some kind of professional. I even slid across the grass on one knee, all Risky Business style, to catch a short pop fly. At this rate I'm definitely going to need to get some Susie Slugger baseball trading cards made up.
Tonight we were on the hunt for some new fermenting vessels for the Canadian's brewing which took us to some of the more unsavory establishments around town - CholoMaxx, Wal-Mart, and Big Lots. As much as I dislike going to Big Lots I always come across some sort of food find that is a ridiculous deal. Tonight was no exception.
Guess what showed up at our front door Thursday evening??