So. I have exactly six weeks to finish my Forties Top 40.
Not that I'm panicking. I made my list and everything.
As I sat at the softball field tonight in the beautiful weather with laughter all around,
I thought I would be remiss if this didn't also make the list.
(This one's from the archives!)
If you had told me ten years ago that I would go to the ball field
twelve days in a row to watch fifteen games and parts of five practices
(plus parts of a couple of games of other kids we know),
I might have freaked out just a little.
But during these crazy weeks,
I have had some wonderful fan highlights,
a bunch of relaxing conversations,
several tense moments (I won't lie to you)
and some really sweet victories.
And a couple of ice cream treats.
I love it.