My Sassy Mouth

I liked the feeling of the words as they rolled around in my mouth and then hit a boy like a ton a bricks. The boys on my soccer team can be... um... what's that word I am looking for... a little too self certain about their skills on the field. Soccer boys. I am back playing on the co-ed team (thank goodness I am tired of all that catty female stuff) and yesterday was our first game.

I told one guy that he needed to score when he was in... only half kidding... but then a girl scored when he went on. I was on the field with him at the time and yelled over to him, "Are you taking notes? That's how it's done." (seriously joking!)

The captain laughed and then said something like, "Oh Josie, talking back on the field. I remember when she would play the whole game without making a noise. She was so quiet." He looked liked a proud father.

Whatever, I was just scared of them when I first started playing.


Random thought of the day: Driving home at midnight through the flood zones is pretty scarey and really creepy. At least there are street lights now. Decaying houses look and smell just... well, there aren't any words for it.