So, my weekend...

Well, I had my last regular season game this weekend with the Tough Cookies. We have already qualified for champs in November, but had one more game against the Sirens. We were currently undefeated, and hoped to remain so. If you can't tell by my speaking in the past tense, we lost. It sucked. There was some questionable reffing (there always is), but in the end, they just squeaked by. Whatevs, we will get them in November. I shall illustrate how I feel about the game with an amusing and unflattering picture of me getting knocked the F down:

I have a tournament at the end of the month where I am skating with the "B" team. We are calling ourselves the LA Golden Girls, since the "A" team wears silver, and we are going to have Bea Arthur printed on our uniforms. We are the "Bea" team - get it?! It really was just a joke that somehow got out of control. After that I have a few months off. I might have to have surgery on my finger, which apparently is not healing (roller derby is bad for healing broken bones, apparently). Anyway, broken fingers crossed I don't have to...

I spent Sunday moping about the loss, and also going to see Sex and the City - which I liked way more than I thought I would! It was a fun crowd - a lot of women dressed up, and as soon as the theme music started, there was cheering...

So Erica if you are Charlotte who is everyone else?! Do I have to be Miranda cause Cynthia Nixon is the real life gay one?

Anyway, that is all the excitement I have had lately. Next weekend is Gay Pride, which means
drunken shenanigans all weekend long in West Hollywood. Although now that I am old and married I don't even know if I will make it up there! So sad!

Alright, that's all I've got - unless I start talking about what I watched on the History Channel lately....

xoxo