The Slow Pitch League
I could never get away from this game, even if I desperately tried. It's everywhere. It's even infiltrated the church. So by the time Adam's finished with his baseball career, I'll still have another 30 years left to polish my bench-butt, while supporting his softball career. I suppose I should invest in a comfortable cushioned seat? I could tell Adam was itching to get out there tonight...we were invited to Family Church's men's softball game, and I now have an idea of what my life is going to look like in 20 years (yes a 20-year professional baseball career - I have high expectations for my man! That's what happens when you get married, right?! Haha). So, I think that puts me at age 74, and by that time, maybe Adam will have found another hobby. But probably not.
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