Mike I managed to get our wonderful friend Terre to sit with the Bean so we could go to our friend's annual St. Patty's Day Party.
Part way through the night, after several beers and lots of Bailey's, I was convinced by several of Mike's colleagues that I should join their softball team, run through the City's Parks and Rec department.
Yep, this is why I don't go out drinking much anymore. Because I wake up the next morning to Mike shaking his head at me, murmuring something like, "You have softball practice this afternoon."
Our first game is next Thursday.
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ut-oh. just mind you head out there slugger...
and let us know where the games are so we can come and watch!
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