Dogs, Baseball, Boredom

I slept almost the entire day Saturday. I even slept through the Tigers getting crushed by the Cardinals. Then I slept in some more today. I guess I was tired, or just really bored.

I took Audrey to a small dog play group this afternoon, and was yet again reminded of my distaste for small dog owners. They are such snobs! The owners were all gushy over the purebred dogs, and ignored Audrey. My dog is cute too! And she was the only dog who was instigating any good play time, yet wasn't mean like that nasty little pug there. I was pretty annoyed, but Audrey got worn out, so mission accomplished.

Today I've been down on myself and down about dudes. Yesterday I was really excited to live alone, and felt like I could totally be cool with becoming some old crazy cat lady. I wish I could find the medium between these two feelings. I also wish I could stomach hanging out with couples when I'm single a bit better. I'm getting worred that sooner or later I'll become a total recluse as a result. Further proof I'm not 100 percent better yet.

Cardinal's catcher just got hit in the nuts big time. Better go watch this and laugh. Announcer just said "came up under that protective cup" LOL!