Today I was sitting at The Son's baseball game... sweating. When we left the house it was sorta overcast, cloudy and cold... it was blazing at the game... I ended up with a nice sunburn even. As I'm sitting there watching the game, I suddenly feel this sharp shooting pain up my leg, ankle to knee... looked down, got slammed by a baseball... right into the edge of the bone on my inner ankle. DAMN! Instantly swollen and hit so hard that you could actually see two lines where the stitching on the ball was. The Son thought that was pretty funny.... I've been icing it on and off all day... and putting arnica all over it. Janu Shirasana C is about impossible right now and that's my easy side. I hope it is better in the morning.

I had this really wierd experience at the baseball game today. Someone in my community came up to me and basically shared some personal information... it's information that everyone gossips about actually. Sad to say it but it's true. But this was hearing it actually said and by the affected person. I felt so bad. I've felt this weight all day and yet I know there is nothing I can do to help the situation at all. I wish I could shake the feeling that I have some responsibility now.

Tonight I got to have my Parenting Bubble burst. It's that bubble we get when we see something we really love in our kids that makes us swell with egotistical pride. It's a rare moment when it happens but be sure it does... then our kids show us just how fragile we really are. The Husband and I noted how well the kids were playing together. With a girl and a boy sometimes this just doesn't happen all too frequently. We gave them some time to play and I snuck up after awhile and stood in the doorway where they couldn't see me. They weren't even playing together, just sharing space, really peaceful together. My parenting ego was swelling as I pondered how wonderful it was to see them so happily sharing energy. The Son called The Daughter over and was giving her instructions on some game he made up. She stood and watched him, listened, the lifted her hand, swept it towards the door and said "Get out of my room." I was so stunned out of my bubble I said "Daughter! Wow, you could have said something like "I'd like to go to bed now."

My nice sunburn and busted up knee are gonna make practice tomorrow one hell of a ride! Gotta look forward to that.