Kickin' and Bustin' Balls

After we ate, A Woman Like That and Benjie told me that there was a group of people playing kickball at an elementary school. It sounded like fun. I had heard another sister talk about it and I'd heard Sporty Nice talk about it before she moved. So I changed clothes and headed up there.

I totally didn't expect to only know 3 people. I thought it would be a group from our congregation. Uh, no. When I got there, there were only 2 people from my congregation there. (There? There.) The third person I knew was a girl from my last congregation who has moved up here to live with her sister and brother-in-law.

Eventually, my friends showed up. I watched for a while before I decided to join in the fun. I had a headache and wasn't sure I could handle it. But it did look like fun and most importantly, they really didn't look like they were taking it too seriously. I played a couple of innings (I guess they're called innings in kickball) before the ball actually busted. Someone kicked it and it just popped. I never got to kick. Oh well.

As soon as the ball busted, the guys whipped out a football. I figured the fun for the girls was over. But no at least three girls played football with the guys. They even asked me to play. I couldn't tell you the last time someone asked me to play football. All the guys I know want to play only with guys. There may be one or two really good girls that they will let join a game of touch or flag. But they never want me to play. I still couldn't bring myself to play, but after the game broke up, I went out there to toss the ball around with my friends. It was fun. And really really nice to know that I wasn't being judged as a fat worthless piece of crap.

I did shoot a photo of one of the girls on the phone while the guys were huddling. But I must not have saved it because I can't find it now. That makes me sad. It was funny, but I guess the photo wasn't good enough. Duh! I took it with my real camera. I will have to post it later.