I am Exhausted

Well, this needs to be short as I am both beat and not feeling well. I have had a cold since Saturday which has now taken a bad turn into a cough/wheezing thing. Might even need to venture to the Doctor's. I am sure I am just a glue and you all have already addressed this but I can't view or make any comments... Which kinda makes the site pointless since you can't really get a good snort! Blake had another game today where I felt like I might tip over at any point with a heart attack. Now besides working the dug out and batter's etc. they have chand the rules on us. Normally on t-ball all 12 hitters hit each inning and there are no out's, this is how I think it should be, but who am I? The reason for the change is that since we only have 3 teams we have joined with Buena Park and La Palma and some of the teams we will be playing are minor C (assinine in my opinion). So now the rules are 9 hitters or 3 outs, which totally cunfused the kids, and me I might add. No one told me I was supposed to be keeping track and so at one point one of the coach's yelled over to me which runner are we on and I said "I don't know I think it's the ninth." My head was then ripped off with them telling me you have to tell us when it's the ninth batter before they bat so we can run them all the way home, in a snagly tone I might add. Felt like using a few choice words but refrained, and yelled back instead well it might of been nice if some one had told me that! Anyway I don't know how I got off on that tangent. Blake was a little sad today after school as I didn't get picked as one of the parent's to go on his first field trip :(. My hand now hurts and I can't type anymore, wow when reading back on this, hello can I even stay on subject? Lastly please Know I have been dying to leave comments on all of yours but haven't been able too. Love to all, Donna

I HAVE ARRIVED!

WELL, ITS OFFICIAL I AM HERE!!!! TRY NOT TO BE TOO PERKY, THOUGH I KNOW IT WILL BE HARD. EVEN THOUGH I HAVEN'T BEEN "OFFICIALLY" ON I HAVE BEEN FOLLOWING ALL THE BLOGS FOR THE LAST WEEK OR SO, I MUST SAY I AM ALREADY "HOOKED"! IT SEEMED WAY TO OVERWHELMING TO SET UP, ETC. DIDN'T KNOW IF I FELT UP TO THE TASK OF TRYING TO BE WITTY, THINK CLEARLY, AND ADMIT I AM AN OLD FART WHEN IT COMES TO MODERN TECHNOLOGY. MY SITE I AM SURE WILL NEVER HAVE MUSIC, PICTURES, SLIDE SHOWS, OR VIDEO, SO IT MAY JUST BE TOO BORING, AND THEN WHAT'S REALLY THE POINT? WELL, THIS IS CERTAINLY STARTING OFF CHIPPER, LOL. MOVING ALONG, THIS WAS A BUSY WEEKEND, SATURDAY WAS OPENING DAY CEREMONIES AT 8:30 AM, WHERE SINCE I AM TEAM MOM I TOO HAD TO RUN (YES RUN) ONTO THE FIELD WITH MY GIANT LOMBARDING BODY AND FOR THE TIPPER I WAS WEARING THONGS AND THE GRASS WAS WET AND MUDDY, ALRIGHTY THEN. BLAKE'S FIRST GAME WAS AT 2:00 PM WHERE I THOUGHT I WOULD BE IN A CHAIR ON THE SIDELINES WITH THE OTHER PARENTS, WHEN LORI (TODD'S SISTER WHO IS THE TEAM MANAGER) SAID "DONNA I NEED YOU TO BE IN THE DUG OUT AND WORK THE KIDS" . NOT WHAT I FELT LIKE BUT OK, THEN WHEN IT WAS OUR TURN TO HIT, SHE QUICKLY THREW A PAPER AT ME WITH THE LINE UP AND INFORMED ME I WOULD BE WORKING THAT TOO. FOR ANY OF YOU WHO KNOW JUST A LITTLE ABOUT ME KNOWS I MIGHT AS WELL OF BEEN ON MARS (NUDE). SOMEHOW I MADE IT THROUGH WITH COMMENTS LIKE " I DON'T LIKE THIS HELMET, WHY CAN'T I GO NEXT? AND TRYING TO KEEP THEM FROM KILLING EACH OTHER SWINGING THE BATS AROUND. IT WAS A VERY KAOTIC GAME, BUT STILL HAD ALOT OF LAUGHS AND FUN. ONE LITTLE BOY WAS STANDING ON THE PITCHERS MOUND AND INFORMED EVERONE HIS GLOVE WASN'T WORKING, LOL. SATURDAY NIGHT KATIE HAD A BIRTHDAY PARTY TO GO TO THAT WAS THEMED "ROCK DIVAS" SHE LOOKED GEAT (OF COURSE)! AND IF I WASN'T SUCH A GLUE I COULD POST A PICK OF BOTH BLAKE AT HIS GAME AND KATIE BEFORE SHE WENT TO THE PARTY. WELL, I THINK I WILL END NOW AS KATIE JUST CAME IN AND INFORMED ME THAT I NEED TO MAKE CORRECTIONS AND TYPE UP A STORY FOR HER THAT IS DUE TOMMORROW, GUESS SHE HAS INHERITED THE LAST MINUTE GENE FROM ME. GLAD TO BE HERE, DEB IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR POST TO ME DON'T KNOW IF I WOULD OF BEEN, THANX. LOVE TO ALL, DONNA