End of day 2: tired and sore, but good. Got a wonderful guy, a new (ish) car, a couple of jobs I really like, good friends near and far, family who loves and supports me, and all the responsibilities and FREEDOMS of adulthood. AND. The knowledge that I am a daughter of the Lord. No, it hasn't gotten old yet. Life is good.

Update: End of day 1... I don't feel like I'm winning anymore.

Gig--->work--->teaching--->frisbee
every day this week! I feel like I'm winning.

Mojo the cat is amazing. I don't speak his language, and he doesn't speak mine, yet we are still able to communicate love to each other.

I made it onto the co-ed ultimate club team I tried out for! It's called Del Sol and is (obviously) in Phoenix, Arizona. I have been working pretty hard to be the best I can be on the field. Health! I have been trying to work out (work out? what? yes!) and eat a little better. I have realized that there are a lot of small easy changes I can make, like low-fat yogurt instead of full fat, frozen yogurt instead of ice cream, wheat bread instead of white bread, more fruit, and cutting down on sweets (especially at night!). My new favorite thing is Carnation Instant Breakfast, which takes about a minute to consume and is as filling as a normal snack. And! Despite how much sugar it has, I feel good after drinking it (physically good, as opposed to mentally good.)

Anyway, I'm pretty excited to be playing on an actual team for the first time ever. I've seen both sides of club teams: on Spitfire (Phx women's team), we were all practice and no competition; on Mooseknuckle (Orlando mixed team), we were all competition and no practice. Neither team ever had a tryout or made cuts or had anything resembling a set roster, or had any type of a goal (well, Moosknuckle did have a goal at one point, but that story is for another day). Del Sol, in that way, will be the first "real" team. Each person has his role, and I'll work hard to play my part well--not for myself, but for the good of the team. We'll be a group of people, working together for a common goal. And that's pretty cool.

A: What should I have for dinner tonight?
P: I don't know... cookies?

Wellp, it's the time of year when I fear to look up the weather forecast because it will just tell me that I am going to sweat, burn my skin off, and probably die of heat exhaustion. Hey! It's midnight and 95 degrees. Phoenix, yeehaw!

::tumbleweed rolls by::