Hubby and I joined a kickball league. I suck at it, and that’s ok. Hubby likes to kick home-runs and make me look bad, that’s ok too.
Tomorrow’s our last game, and we probably wont be able to make it. But it was nice standing around, drinking beer and watching other people play, or standing in the outfield hoping no kicks come in my direction.
Games are followed by drinking, and then more drinking. Flip cup is played and I’m not horrible at it, so I have that going for me
It’s been real, kickball. See you next year.