Below the Belt
(Keane – Everybody’s Changing)

Even in the most pensive of moods, a day like this will have my spirits up. The sun’s beating down on me and outside, it’s about 22 C with no wind. Days like this, I wish I was still in school so I could skip out on class and enjoy the weather.
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So I bought my first jock. Up until now, I’ve never had much reason to protect my balls. But now I’m laying my balls on the line by playing a game where projectiles have been known to hit that area of the body. I’m attempting my first organized league rollerhockey game tonight.

Now here’s the thing, if you go into a store and they have 3 sizes – small, medium, large – what size do you get? For a woman, the answer is the size that fits. For a man, it’s large or medium (depending on how modest he is). It doesn’t matter if you’re small of stature and the jock looks huge on you, as long as you don’t have to take the "small" size up to the cash register. So I think I might have bought one size too big for me. It’s ok though…I’m painting it red and wearing it on the outside like Cameo. Word up!
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Ever go back and read old emails? I’m not talking about last week’s emails but emails from years ago. I’m a pack rat, so I tend to have emails that are like 3-4+ years old. They’re like little stories. You don’t realize how much you forget over the span of a few years. When you re-read these emails, all the sights, sounds, smells, emotions – they come back so vividly. One day, I’ll look back on this blog with the same sort of awe.
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Happy 2 Years Wanda :)