Do kids still play kickball? I can remember in grade-school kickball was the definition of coolness for your grade-school fellows. It mattered that you could kick and run like mad. The first year I tried to play I was all arms in a game that needed legs. I could run but I couldn’t connect my dern foot to the dern ball! So, like…
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My Life as a Red Herring (Day 10) “Gifts Pt. 2: My Favorite”
Hopefully you got a chance to read my last post…”Gifts Pt. 1″. If not you might want to do that first or you might spontaneously scream expletives out-loud (possible exaggeration). I remember the day I saw her…she was standing in line with her mom and a friend of hers and I’m pretty sure I was drooling…over her. I wish I could…