Thursday night-Slurpee run...
Friday night-Slurpee run...
Saturday night-Slurpee run...YUM!
Saturday "The Crew" went out on the town. We played pickle ball at a friend of a friends home. I was AWESOME! hahahaha It took me back to 8th grade PE class, Badmitten/Pickle Ball. Ya, I ate it attempting to jump over the net and be oh so awesome! I was NOT oh so awesome. My foot got tangled in the net and I landed on my elbows. The really embarrassing part was after I landed on the ground, and after the blood was oozing from my elbows, and after I got to my feet, that's when it happened...someone asked me if I was alright. I replied, "No, I want my mom." UGH! Social suicide, or so I thought, no one else seemed to care, I however was mortified after the words had slipped out. What a geek! hahahahahaha I still have the scar on my elbow to remind me of this fateful afternoon! HA Plus, the guy I was crushing on at the time, was in this class. This is probably why I attempted to jump the net. Dang it!