Take me out to the ball game...(and shoot me!)

Week (weak) # 2 for softball. Did I mention before how old I am? Perhaps a photo would help......

Well, okay, maybe I'm not that.....good lookin'?
Well, I stretched, warmed up, took my sorry fat old ass out of the outfield, and plopped it down behind home plate. So how did I still managed to pull a muscle?
Probably the same way I sweat just thinkin' about running. What ever. I went 1 for 3. Down from my last 2 for 4 week. At this rate I won't even have to get up, I'll just be an automatic out.
What ever, gets me out of the recliner.

So in other news, both the girls are sick. I've re-named them Chuck and Ralph.

So as I'm standing there holding the bowl, I'm wondering.... "What the hell is that? I don't remember her eating that!" I was trying not to hurl myself, but damn, if I didn't know what that was. Oh, well.