My Chance to be 5

I love halloween. I love hanging out with friends, acting like 5 year olds, eating candy, trading candy, seeing everyone's costume. It really just makes me very happy. Then the next day comes the insanity of nanowrimo. And this weekend it just happens to be a four day weekend!

This year is probably my last year trick-or-treating though :( I'm getting too old for some people's liking I'm sure. We'll see though I wasn't planning on going this year, but I did. The three of us dressed up as Pooh Bear, Piglet and Tigger!

"Youth has no age."

Love my team. Hate to lose.

I stared, in the back of my head knowing it was going it, but still believing that Erin and Kelli would save us like they had so many times before. But then I heard the sound. The sound that can be heartbreaking on one end of the field and joyful on the other, unfortunately this time it was the former. Everyone stood and watched, myself included, as the ref blew the whistle and the other team burst out into cheers. But all we could do was watch. Stare in disbelief after 72 minutes of hard play seeing everything slip away from us, just out of our grasp. The statistics all point our way. More shots, more corners, and more time spent in there half. But in the end it didn’t matter. It still got taken away.

I love my team. My girls. My friends. I will always remember you guys no matter what our season ended like. Thanks for an awesome season. It wouldn't be the same next year. <3

Good day

What amazing friends I have. I could never ask for anything better. They all made my day today whether they know it or not. I love them all. So many presents and baked goods. But really it was the smiles and cards that went along with it that made my day. All the cards are now tacked on my wall so the next time I need to know someone cares for me they are there for me to see.

I also love my FH team. Everyone on the team is extremely nice. Playing the team we played tonight (who we beat to go undefeated in the district! Whoot!) made me realize how special and tight are team really is. They were yelling and cursing at each other, and just playing really poorly and getting angry at everyone, including us and their teammate when we would do nothing wrong. Our team is so much better then that. And I think I realized just how special we are. And I think this that someone said pretty much sums it up

"This is a special group of girls. You couldn't ask for anything better."

Other happenings in the game include getting hit hard in the hand about 30 seconds after I went in. It immediately started swelling up and I had a little cut. After the game I was showing it to the team and Coach H comes over and shows Coach D, they send me over to the trainer to get ice. Everyone was so worried, especially P. She sends me back with out a band-aide (it was bleeding pretty bad). On the way back everyone on the team starts singing to me. When Coach H sees I don't have a band-aide she marches on over to get me a band-aide and comes back and helps me put it on. Meanwhile, Coach D is telling me to make sure I ice it real well. I love my team. And it's good to know they care if I get injured.

My parents and brother all went to the game too. Thanks for coming guys, I really appreciate it even if I don't fully show it.

Thanks to my friends(teammates included) and family for letting me have a very special day.