Dirty Pickles

Back in May, Sonny (wearing a hat, kneeling in front of me) was asking around Facebook if anyone would be interested in joining a Summer softball league.  I liked softball, or so I thought, and this would be good face time with him---COUNT ME IN!!!  As we started practicing, I soon realized that this wasn't the typical office softball team that I was use to.  This was completely different!  This was intense and Sonny was pretty serious about it.  As he should, since he was running the show....and because he's so athletic!  It was intimidating that he could throw the ball harder, faster and farther than most of us could bat the ball!  I told Sonny, early on, that all I really wanted to do was bat.  I knew I wouldn't be good at much else, since I didn't really know softball and heaven knows this body was not made for running.  Nonetheless, he was optimistic and enthusiastic for our season.  
Every Saturday that we had a game, my heart would be racing!  I was nervous as heck!!  And because I was so nervous, I was basically paralyzed with fear.  Luckily, Sonny had me play catcher, which wasn't such a big deal because most runs were stopped at 3rd base, where he was, or at 1st base.  I was in the clear!  
A few weeks into the season, I got so frustrated with myself, that at the end of the game, I just grabbed my stuff and headed to Tat's car.  I was in tears because I was just terrible at softball.  Over and over, I kept reminding myself of something I read on one of my favorite blogs: "Sometimes We Do Hard Things.", and that's exactly how I felt about softball.  I wanted to quit, but I didn't want to be a quitter!  And this season was going to be my "hard thing".  I was terrified of the ball, still kinda am.  Running wasn't my forte, so that meant I had to hit the ball far so I could at least make it to first base.  I won't lie.....I made more outs than I did points.  I wasn't great, plain and simple.  
I tried to talk Sonny into letting me quit, but he wouldn't hear it.  Instead he encouraged me to just do my best.  He was pretty positive, and I'm really thankful for that.  Had he been anything less, I think I would have just quit and tried not to talk to him again, due to embarrassment (wouldn't have helped, since we attend the same ward/congregation).  In our last game, this past Saturday, I just played to have fun and you know what, it was fun! I hit the ball farther than normal and actually scored a point.  As Tat (he's kneeling in front of me, towards my left) and I were walking away, I started to wish I would have just enjoyed the season more instead of worrying how terrible I played.  I didn't think I'd actually make it through the season, but I'm glad I stuck with it.  It makes me appreciate doing hard things, and knowing the good that can come with the feeling of accomplishment.    

As of late, in late August....

*Once upon a time, I thought I'd join a summer softball league because Sonny threw it out there on FB.  I quickly learned that it wasn't anything like I expected, and at times I seriously wanted to quit....and even tried.  Sonny was pretty positive and encouraged me to always do my best, since he thought I already was.  I never like quitting things, so I'm thankful for his reassurance.  I'm actually gonna miss my team, such fun & funny people! 

*I've been spending a lot more time with Mr. Red lately.  Man, I couldn't be more blessed to have him in my life.  Since my best friend has been in MIA, it's been nice having confidant I can share everything with.  We've been talking about how to better handle stress, since I tend to fail at it.  I know I need to be better at taking a step back, taking a deep breath, and analyze why I'm mad/stressed and what I'm going to do to deal with it.  We talked about a lot of different things and it was good to just clear my mind.  I've been so mentally exhausted, this past week.  It's been good to release all of that tension and learn to still release all of it. I'm learning and it's gonna be a process.  I haven't been doing such a good job at "releasing" and I've been filled with so much tension.  Stressed about so many different things has started to catch up to me and it's no wonder my Meniere's has been terrible lately.  I need to find an outlet, fast.  He's such a happy guy and the way he explains his happiness is definitely something worth trying.  I'm not saying that I'm not happy, it's just that I've been a lot more stressed and frustrated, lately.  That is not good!  Ugh.  It's a process and won't come overnight, but I'm hopeful for a good change to come about. 


*I had a date last Thursday evening.  I went to see Bourne Legacy with the Baker.  It was ok, both the movie and the date.  I'm still learning things about the Baker and vice versa.  I appreciate the way he communicates with me.  I know communication is very important in a relationship/friendship, but sometimes I tend to fail at that when feelings & a man are involved.   Sometimes, when I get frustrated, I don't know how to communicate my feelings properly.   Not all men read minds like Mr. Red (seriously, he can read me so perfectly that it scares/fascinates me), but I also shouldn't be comparing guys.  Anyways, Baker...I like him and he likes me.  We're doing this lil thing called, "dating" and I'm learning what that's all about....learning about him....learning about myself..... man, it's different.  I'm glad he's so patient because I tend to fail at that, he's willing to talk through a problem and find a solution and how he can be part of the solution.  I really like that.  Well, we'll see where this all goes..... so yep, I'm dating someone.  Wow, that thought still seems a lil foreign to me.  I guess it's because Baker & I have been friends since last year, but I never thought it'd really get to this point of "dating".  Oh well, I'll get use to it...  

G'nite.  Tomorrow my "plan" starts....wish me luck! 

Awkward & Embarrassed.

A couple nights ago, a group of us went out to eat, at Sonny's favorite restaurant.  I ended up sitting next to him, which I DID NOT want.  Later on, my friend Mare told me that my body language towards him was kinda rude.  I was turned away from him, and trying to focus on the conversation to my right.  I thought I was being subtle, but apparently I wasn't.  Mare gave me a hard time about it and then I realized later, I wasn't doing it because I was pissed at him... I was embarrassed.  I let my feelings show, last Saturday, that I liked him.  Once you throw that out there, there's not reeling it back in.  It's out in the open.  I feel stupid for asking him out, just plain embarrassed for letting him know that I dug him.  

Fast forward to today...

Some mutual friends were having a BBQ after church and I saw (on FB) that he didn't RSVP.  I figured he'd still be out of town and wouldn't be at the BBQ, especially since he wasn't at our Softball game, nor at church today.  Ame said that it would be good if I went to the BBQ so it didn't seem like I only went to gatherings that he would be at.  So I did.  As I was following Ame to the BBQ, I happened to look in my rear view mirror and noticed the buff looking man in the car behind me.  Whoever this man was, he looked pretty built and manly---SO HOT!!!!  Only when I stopped long enough at a stop sign did I come to realize that it was Sonny.  Really...REALLY?!?  I just couldn't believe it!!  What the heck?!  

I just feel so weird around him, I want to crawl in a cave and hide.  I hate the fact that he knows that I liked him.  I don't hide things well.  I don't want to talk to him, not cause I'm pissed that he basically turned down my invite for a date, but because I feel lame & stupid for even asking him out on a date, in the first place.  I wish I could just be invisible when he's around. 

Now I know what the saying, "Don't crap where you eat" means....

June/July

*Today's been an emotionally exhausting day.  Didn't expect my day to start out with an argument that would only lead to crying.   I'm so sleepy and my Meniere's has been terrible lately.

*I went on a date, Friday night, to The Prado.  The food was scrumptious!!!  Just like the server said, the Braised Beef was so tender I could cut it with a spoon!  Loved it! We ate outside on the terrace and had a lovely view of Balboa Park.  My chocolate dessert was delectable!  VERY enjoyable evening.  Do I like the guy?  Hmm, not sure yet.  "Logan" was very nice, but he is 14 years older than me and lives about 45 minutes northeast of SD.  We'll see when he gets back from his trip, next week.

*The day of my date with Logan, I received an invite for a hang out at Sonny's place.  A group of friends were gonna meet up at Sonny's, soak in the jacuzzi, swim in the pool and watch a flick. I was torn! I wanted to go to Sonny's, but Logan already made reservations and I just couldn't back out.    I was gonna try to go to both, but our stroll around Balboa Park was longer than expected.

*As much as I enjoyed going out with Logan, I couldn't help but think of Sonny. I made up my mind that I would ask Sonny out.  So I did, after our Softball game on Saturday.  We chatted about some church stuff and then I just asked. Here's how it went....


Ehu: Hey Sonny, I was just wondering, would you like to go out sometime?  I was thinking some frozen yogurt.
Sonny: Oh, um.... {intense thinking face}
Ehu: Well I know we couldn't do it tonight because of the stake BBQ.  Do you ever do things on Sunday?
Sonny: Sometimes.
Ehu: Is tomorrow one of those "sometimes" Sundays?
Sonny: Well today's my niece's birthday, so I don't know if we're celebrating today or tomorrow and I've gotta go buy her a gift.
Ehu: Oh ok, and I know next weekend's out of the question since you'll be out of town.
Sonny: Yeah.... {intense thinking face now looks a lil confused}
Ehu: Well alright, we can figure something out.
Sonny: Oh alright.
Ehu: I gotta get going, so I'll just catch you later.
Sonny: See ya.


Yep, that's how it went.  I ended up seeing him later that evening at the BBQ.  We talked for a tiny bit and ended up playing Ping Pong together.  We wagered Phil's BBQ, and I lost.  Later that night, I was talking with a friend from the ward, who told me that she had invited Sonny and his roommate over for dinner.  She insisted that I come over because then I would be able to hang out with Sonny.  I thought that would be a great idea!  During church, my friend reminded me of her dinner, to which I asked if it was confirmed if Sonny was going to be there. She said that he was definitely going to be there with his roommate.  I bowed out of the dinner.  I saw him a lot on Saturday and just didn't feel like it would be such a good idea to go.  Then I started to think, "What happened to his niece's birthday party? Was that his way of nicely telling me he wasn't interested?"  Probably was. 

*I haven't mentioned that my friend Mare is in town from Utah!!!! We've been friends for about 13 years!

It's been so great having her here!! We hung out at Coronado Beach after my Softball games and went to the Mormon Battalion Center.  We met a new guy in my ward, and he tagged along.  We ended up at Cafe Coyote afterwards, drinking Mocktails and swapping hilariously scandalous stories! Goooooooooood times!

Nomad Thursday....and Church Softball....and Hermanita....

*Sometimes, I think I live like a nomad. Since I've been home from my mission, 8 years ago, I feel like I'm always on the move. Because of that, I haven't had the biggest need for a TV. I don't watch it much, and in fact, I don't even own one. Nor do I have the internet, right now. I mean, I have it through my phone, but it's not the biggest necessity to me. I kinda like not needing a whole lot of media in my life.  Oh yeah, and I still have to find the code for my car radio. Til I do, I listen to Pandora on my phone.  I think I live under a rock when it comes to tv, movies & music.  Eh, I'm ok with that.

*Since last Tuesday, Sonny asked me 4 times if I was going to go to the ward Softball game this past Tuesday. OF COURSE, I was going to go....most especially since he asked me!! :) So glad I went! A group of us went to eat afterwards and I just happened to score the seat in front of him. My gosh, I like his face!! Seriously, I like watching him speak, because I enjoy watching the way his mouth moves. Not to mention how I'm a SUCKER for blue eyes!! Oh man, I'm in heaven every time I see this man. SWOOOOON!!! He's such a funny guy, oh he makes me laugh! He was a lot more talkative than last Tuesday, which was great because I was in total introvert mode. He was even a lil cocky at one point and that was a nice lil change up. Yes, I really really like this guy. Uzzzzzzz. 

*I'm lovin' this song! Oh the lyrics couldn't ring more true, right now.  

*Hermanita will be home in less than a month!! LESS. THAN. A MONTH.!!!! I cannot wait!!!! She is such an AWESOME friend and I couldn't be more pleased to have her here, from her mission!  To be able to talk with her face to face for hours on end!!! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

*I haven't been blogging much lately, due to lack of internet.  I've been writing a lot more in my journal again. Oh I love it!  I've missed writing in a journal!  I love thinking of how much it could mean to my posterity, someday.  I would have loved to have read a journal from my ancestors, or even my own Tutu (grandmother).  

*Father's Day was lovely.  I had a great time with my Dad and family.  I pulled out some old photos and the kids really enjoyed looking at pictures of them as babies and toddlers! Time surely flies!!  I appreciate my Dad and all that he's done and continues to do for me.  In the last couple years, I've become more sensitive to those without fathers, whatever the reason may be.  I know I won't have too many more years with him, so I need to appreciate every moment I get to spend with him.  I found this photo amongst old books.  Oh my Dad was quite a looker! I see a lot of resemblances between me and him.   I know one thing's for sure, we're both pretty "tenacious" [read: hard headed].  I'm ok with that, just goes to show how much we're really related.  Oh I love him.

Intimidated,party of one.

I was at my cousin's house today and we got to talking about Sonny.  My cousin's in his Dad's ward, so he knows Sonny's family.  He was giving me a lil run down about them.  Of course, he said that they're all really nice but I wasn't ready for him to tell me that they're ALL lawyers!!! All of them, even his Dad!!! All his siblings and all of their spouses!

WTF.

And they're all pretty athletic and over six feet tall.  

I suddenly feel like Mahana.  

I'm brown, round and short.  I can't like someone like Sonny, I can't compare with stats like that.  I would never want to meet a family like that.  I'd feel so inadequate.  It's bad enough that I already feel inferior to Sonny because he's an extraordinary athlete and he's just so dang good looking!  How could he even bring someone home like me?

Yeah, so maybe I'm freaking out over nothing, but man, I just feel so intimidated and inadequate.  What does someone like me really have to offer to someone like him?  or anyone for that matter?

HMPH.

So giddy I could scream!!!

Today has been quite a TERRIFIC Tuesday!!
I started off the day talking to Mama McK! Oh my heart swells with love for that woman!! I miss her dearly and always look forward to any chance I hear from her.  She is truly heaven sent for my life.
I had Softball practice tonight and thought it was gonna be ok.  Well, it sucked at first because I felt like I was shagging balls the whole time. I was just growing aggravated by the second.  Tat and Darci weren't there and I was stuck with one of my loud, obnoxious friends. I just wanted a friend there because I felt lame.  I barely made eye contact with Sonny.  I kinda kept my distance and I just had it with him mispronouncing my name (It's A-Who, not E-Who), so I finally told him my "knock knock" joke.  He knew that I wasn't all too please with him and I felt kinda bad that he could sense it.  Practice got a lot better once Darci showed up.  Afterwards, as Tat, Darci and I were walking to the car, I told her that I thought we were going to go eat.  She whipped around and started running towards Sonny's car.  She ran to invite him, for me.  Can I just say, how much my heart swelled with love and appreciation for her?!  We were talking with Sonny right after practice, and I was too nervous and bashful to even look in his direction.  {Softball tends to humble me, plus with all of his positive encouragement and optimism, how could I really be upset with him??  Besides, he is SO DANG CUTE!!!}  So off we went to In-n-Out....
Dang Tat got lost twice and I was getting worried by the second that Sonny would end up taking off.  When we finally got there, he was already eating.  (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!)  Luckily, he stuck around and talked with us while we ate.  Yeah, it basically looked like a double date.    I LOOOOOOOOOOOVED talking with Sam. It was just nice to be in a relaxed atmosphere.  Somewhere where I didn't feel inferior to him.  He's a really funny guy and, as always, I love watching the way his mouth moves when he speaks.  I found out a lil more about him.  He's so extremely patient and that just makes me like him even more.  We talked about Sunday and he even asked if my FB status was about him.  I felt terrible, but I answered him honestly and said it was him and a couple other people.  We talked about other stuff as well, but my ALL TIME favorite part from this evening, is when it turned into "Show & Tell".  His arms are MASSIVE!!!!!! I even asked him to flex and oh my heavens, I was in heaven!!! I went to touch it and it was just HUGE!!!!!!! Seriously, I've never seen, nor touched a bicep bigger than that!!!  He even let me punch him in the arm.  Yeah... and that's when the girly girl Ehu suddenly appeared!!! It's VERY RARE when that side of me comes out, in fact, I hardly show that side to friends.  I was so timid and shy to punch his arm and didn't want to hurt him {of course I wasn't going to hurt him at all, his arm was a rock!!!!} In fact, my fist stung a little after I punched him.  Seriously, I couldn't stop touching him....this man's body is rockin'!! I even got to hug him and I liked the way I felt (kinda) little against his rock hard chest.  

SWOON!!!

We discussed Sunday's events and his "intense face".  He promised to have a huge cheesy smile for me whenever he sees me at church.  I liked the fact that he was impressed that I served a mission. 

I just might enjoy attending this ward, after all.... :)  

Sensitive Sunday.

Yesterday, I took my friend Darci to church.  As always, it's nice to have a friend to sit with at church.  Since we both play on the same Softball team with Sonny, she wanted to go over and talk to him (to give him a hard time for a bruise that happened at our last practice.)  I wasn't really in the mood to talk to him because I was still embarrassed from our game, the day before.  However,  I did need to talk to him in regards to next week's Family Home Evening, since we'll be playing Softball.  {I just can't escape this game! I'm gonna improve one way or another!}  He started to stand up as I was trying to tap on his back....which ended up inches above his butt.  He turned around and looked extremely pissed.  I started to regret tapping him...or even being near him, for that matter. I tried to keep it short and asked if I could talk to him after church.  He mumbled something in agreement and walked away.  I felt stupid for even bothering him, but yet I couldn't help but wonder why he looked so annoyed.  Darci said that others around him also looked annoyed.  Really?? Annoyed at church...what's up?!
I couldn't shake the thought during Sunday School, so I turned to Facebook and changed my status to: 

"I wonder why some people look and act annoyed, at church :(" 

Maybe I've become extra sensitive now, since I like Sonny.  After church, as I was walking out of the women's restroom, (Darci was in front of me, and Ame was still at the mirror)  I turned and saw Sonny at the end of the hallway. I tried to sneak back into the restroom.  I didn't want to talk to him anymore, not at all!  I couldn't sneak back fast enough and he called out for me.  I was timid and could barely even hear my voice.  I just wanted to be anywhere but in that hallway.  I tried to make it quick, but it wasn't working.  However, he maintained eye contact a lil more than usual.  I was practically eye to eye with him, since I was wearing wedges. It ended up being a decent conversation and he was nice again.  At one point, when I changed the topic from FHE to our Softball team, I grabbed his arm {bicep}.  Oh I LOVE LOVE LOVE it when you touch a guy's arm, and then they flex a split second later!  I can't help but chuckle because I always feel the difference between a flexed and unflexed arm.  So obvious!! Well, Sonny happened to do that and MAN OH MAN, his arm was so big!!!  I mean, it was big already, but once he flexed it, it was HUGE!!! And SO defined!!!  My face was so warm, and I'm sure I turned red!!  Oh my gosh, he suddenly got a million times hotter!!  I have no idea how I finished that conversation because my mind was racing and thinking how hot this man is!!  

On the drive home, Darci told me that she commented on my FB status as well as someone else....

"Sorry Ehu, it was probably me. I always look intense when I'm at church. But I normally have good intentions. :)"  

It was from Sonny.  I kinda felt bad that he caught that, because I didn't think he read things on my FB.  Yikes.  But I'm glad he felt the need to apologize.  We'll see if I talk to him again at church.  I really don't want a repeat of his "intense" look again.  I just wish I knew him better.  With that said, I'll be seeing him tomorrow at Softball.  Wish me luck.  

((Ok.....now for my friend Ame....))

I went on a date last night (Sunday night).  It was with this guy I've been talking to.  We'll call him Pokemon.  Well he told me he was a nerd, but I didn't realize how literal he meant it.  Just because he's into comics, Sci-Fi movies, Comic-Con, & Halo, didn't exactly mean that he was a nerd, right?  Wrong.  That's basically his whole life.  In fact, he's already planning his Pokemon Trainer/Ash Ketchum costume!! He was so proud of the Pokemon catcher he made, that he brought it to our date, last night.  Oh, have I mentioned that he's 26 years old and never been kissed!!   He wasn't exactly my type...no I take that back, he wasn't my type at all.  I couldn't turn down his request of a date, I would have felt terrible.  Well, I had to push the date back by a half hour and figured I'd go ahead and eat dinner (thinking he'd do the same, since it was past the dinner hour).  Well, he didn't eat, so while we were at the Coronado Ferry Landing, he went ahead and bought himself some food.  I thought it was a lil rude that he didn't offer to at least buy me a drink, when I insisted that he eat, even though I wasn't going to.  Was I wrong to think that?  Nor did he offer to let me taste it.  Maybe it's just me, but I would have offered it to him, if the roles were reversed.  His jokes were LAME!!!  I couldn't pity laugh anymore, I was socially exhausted.  He told me he was nervous, but I tried to put him at  ease.  While he was ordering his food, I looked around and saw a movie poster for, Goodfellas.  I asked if he'd ever seen it and he quickly said, no.  Then with a self righteous tone, he asked me if I'd ever seen, Deep Space Nine.  I said, "no", and he snapped back saying, "See, same difference!!"  I was beyond myself....who the hell acts like that?!  I was just trying to make conversation.  It was obvious that he was socially awkward and it was going to be an odd night.  The only thing that kept me sane on this date, was thinking of Sonny's arm, from earlier in the day.  It was like pulling teeth trying to talk to him. On the phone, it was great, but in person, it SUCKED!!!  No personality at all.  I feel sorry for the guy.  I think he needs a Hitch in his life, someone to coach him a lil about the ins and outs of dating & women. He was kinda nice, but just very inexperienced, he was like a boy in a man's body.  I hope he gets kissed soon....26 and a VL....poor guy.  

"Sometimes, we do hard things."

That's what I kept telling myself over and over and over today during my Softball game.  
It was the only thing I could really do to hold back the tears of frustration.  
I just feel like the weakest link on my team.  I kept thinking of how I could possibly tell Sonny that it might be best if I ask my nephew to play the rest of the season for me.  


When I last spoke with Swiss, he was asking me which type of challenge I would prefer; physical or mental.  He likes mental challenges, whereas I would opt for the physical one.  I know what I look like, I know my body type, so I would much rather prove someone wrong for thinking that I couldn't handle something physical.  Who knew that I would be eating my words shortly after that conversation.    


I just get so damn nervous on the playing field that I literally can't think straight.  I feel like I'm just an embarrassment to the rest of my team. I HATE being the weakest link.  While I was playing catcher during the last inning, I was at the pinnacle of frustration.  When the umpire finally called 'game', I just wanted to grab my stuff and leave....there was no way I could hold back the tears anymore.   I stuck around for Sonny's pep talk and then darted for Tat's car.  I felt a lil bad for leaving Tat behind, but when he asked why I was walking away so quickly, I told him I didn't want to cry in front of the rest of the team.  Some people punch a wall, others walk it off...for me, it comes out through tears.  Why did I sign up for this? I guess because every other time I've played Softball, it's been FUN and amongst a wonderful comfort zone of friends! 


I want to quit, but I don't want to be a "quitter".  I know I need to suck it up and try harder...or try something...but just TRY.  I don't care what Yoda says, sometimes one has to TRY in order to DO.  

Stick to your task till it sticks to you;

Beginners are many, but enders are few. 

Honor, power, place and praise

Will come, in time, to the one who stays.

Stick to your task till it sticks to you;

Bend at it, sweat at it, smile at it too;

For out of the bend, and the sweat, and the smile

Will come life's victories, after a while. 

Perfect practice makes perfect...eventually.

I'm pretty in love with this song right now....and this artist {James Morrison}

Tonight we had softball practice. I feel a tiny bit more confident.  Can I just say how much I really dig Sonny?!  Seriously, he is so patient and optimistic.  I'm so hard on myself, and he was just so nice about all of my downfalls with softball.  Sometimes I feel bad for him because he's such a great athlete that I wonder what goes through his mind with the rest of us.  Most of us aren't at his level.  While we were practicing, he was throwing the ball to us so we could be better at pop flies.  He could throw the ball harder, faster, higher, and farther than most of us could even try HITTING the ball!!!!  He's so intense, but he's kind about it....not at all cocky, even though he's talented enough to be.  
I love love love the way he looks when he's speaking.  I could just watch him all day.  He has this cute little weird thing that goes on with his lips when he talks.  But I can never understand why he never keeps eye contact.  His eyes dart all over the place, like a nervous tick or something.  I like his little awkwardnesses, it just makes him so much more cuter.  
My friends say that I should ask him to hang out sometime, but I wouldn't want to make it weird or anything for the season.  Besides,  he could have any girl, why exactly would he say yes to me?  Playing softball with him, makes me feel so out of my comfort zone.  Trying to catch the ball is scary and my batting isn't exactly great, and please don't even get me started on the running part--that part's just horrible.  I have no idea why I signed up to play. I mean, I love to bat, but that's as far as it goes.  I mean, this guy is awesome at it and I just suck. But the more I'm around him, I notice how much more amazing he is as a person.  I admire his gentle nature and kindness.  It's so refreshing and reassuring as I stumble around the baseball diamond.  At the same time, I clam up when we're off the field.  I just feel like he sees me like such an imbecile because I can't play well.  
Ugh..... this is gonna be a looooooooooooooong season.  
It's like I have a love/hate relationship playing softball, with him.  


Wish me luck.  

Sunday Seafood & Saturday Softballl & Scriptures.

Yesterday was my parents' 50th anniversary.  We went to South Bay Fish & Grill to celebrate it.  I liked the idea of eating seafood on the harbor. Makes me think of last Sunday's date with Swiss.  Oh Swiss....  I was suppose to see him today, but was with family instead.  Our next date will be at the airport. I know...THE AIRPORT!!! I'm excited because I really like the airport here in San Diego! It just makes me so happy to see.  It's quite the beauty!  I think the airport is under appreciated because most people are rushing around and are too busy to notice how great of a place it is.  I've always wanted to have a date there because I never really get to eat there.  I also I like watching people.  Have you ever noticed how happy some people are there?  I love flying in to San Diego because even after I've gone somewhere else, I get to come home to SAN DIEGO!!!!  America's Finest City!  I LOVE IT HERE!!

Yesterday was also our first softball game. Oh man.... I somehow need to lose 100 lbs. by our next game. Man oh man, I am NOT a runner. I need to be.  I also need to be better at batting. I mean, Tat and I went to the batting cages the night before and I totally rocked it!  But man, the next day, I SUUUUUUUCKED!!!!  Seriously, I couldn't hit the ball to save my life.  What the heck?!?!   Ugh.....   I was nervous as heck!!! My heartbeat was racing and practically pounding through my chest!!!!  I can just kiss Sonny {formerly known as, "Iam"} goodbye.  Seriously.  I was a pathetic excuse of a player yesterday. I feel VERY humbled because I was totally out of my element. I was scared of the ball.   I was hit during church softball once, so I've been traumatized ever since.  But still... I'm pretty sure Sonny thinks I'm a complete idiot. I couldn't really face him at church today.  I doubt I'll be talking to him much outside of softball now.  By the way, our team name is, "The Dirty Pickles".  Not really my favorite.  I submitted the name, "Pitch Slap" because I can't help but chuckle every time I hear it. :)  As for the rest of the team, I totally like them all.  They're all chill and GREAT players!  I think I'm the weakest link. :( 

Today at church, I was a lil bummed. Happy to have my friend Ame back but sad that Vans wasn't there. He moved out of the ward last week.  He was my first friend in the ward and reminded me of Mr. Red and all of our times of hangin' out at church together.  I'm bummed but I know he'll be happier in his new ward.  I'm oh so grateful to have Ame back in town.  She's such a cool, chill chick!!

I was reading Mosiah 25-28 {Book of Mormon} today during Sacrament Meeting and thoroughly enjoying it. I haven't studied from the BOM in a long time and in the last blessing I received from my awesome Home Teacher, I was advised to read the scriptures more and pray a lot more.  I can't wait to read more from Mosiah and start Alma. I know I didn't exactly start reading the BOM from the beginning, but let's just be grateful I'm reading it again.  I can't help but feel like I need to make some course corrections in my life.  I'm so thankful for the opportunity I had to read the scriptures.  I NEED to start doing that more often. A LOT more often.