beisbol y mi amor

For those of you who don't speak Spanish, that is "baseball and my love"... and you should learn Spanish cause it is addicting but also distracting (I am constantly trying to translate my thoughts and song lyrics into Spanish, so if you are talking to me and I am staring off into space, that is what I am doing. Or sometimes thinking about The Universe in a Nutshell... or sometimes cute shoes and lines from It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I'm all over the map.)

Anywhoo, baseball today was good. We had about 20 people which is awesome. I like playing with smaller groups cause you get to bat more, but we are also not skilled enough to play with only like 2 outfielders. Fun day all around, except it was weird without Ryan there. Ryan is the only reason we all started playing every Sunday over a year ago. He rarely misses a day and this was the first week since we started playing this spring that he wasn't there (including that one day in March where we played in the SNOW and that day like a month ago where the sky turned GREEN and the tornado sirens went off and the wind was whipping branches off the trees onto the field. We played on both days and every other crazy Sunday in between.) So, why am I ranting about baseball and dedication and weather and Spanish and Ryan???

Um, I guess cause I have now been dating Ryan for ONE YEAR. This is a BIG DEAL. Before him, I had literally dumped every guy I had dated within three months. I had never been broken up with and ditched EVERY guy within three months. I am 26. My friends (and mother) were getting worried. But I insisted, I just knew what I was looking for and when I knew a guy was not the one, I set him free rather than waste both of our time. So, although you are in New York right now and missed my first anniversary EVER IN MY LIFE, Ryan, I am so glad we made it one year and can't wait to pick you up from the airport tomorrow (although I will have to immediately drop you off at your sculpture class.) With that, I will save the rest of the mushy stuff for more private venues and leave the rest of you with one of my favorite pictures of Senor Ryan...

Have a very psychedelic Christmas and/or Monday!