Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Kicking It Up A Notch

Didn't you just love Emeril's enthusiasm?

I'm trying to get some for myself. 

Some of you know that I have expressed, ummm, err, a slight hesitancy about playing with the boys.  My fellow Muerta co-captain knows this about me, and after the bench manager told me I was in the next jam, she quietly said, "Reckless, there are men in the next jam.  Do you want to wait?"

I told her it was okay.  I was going to play in that jam with the men.  Beezle looked at me with surprise.  I was actually a little surprised at myself.  But I am ready.  I played in that jam with Just the Tip and Ninja.  And later I played in another jam with VIP. 

I blocked BOYS at my last scrimmage. I even hit one of them. I didn't really move him, but I gave him a little tink and then got in front of him for long enough to slow him down and let my jammer pass.  

Actually, I'm going to own it.  I blocked MEN at my last scrimmage.  And my captain and co-captain noticed and gave me props for being aggressive. 

So, BAM!

My derby funk is OVER.

And, BAM!

I'm committing to cross-training and eating right again.  I'm ready to get stronger, leaner, and faster again.  I've got five weeks until my next bout, eight weeks until the championship (Muertas are playing for the championship, FYI), nine weeks until Roller Con (See you there! Can't wait to meet some of you in person.  British Stalker, please stay home.), and probably nine or ten weeks until the draft for next season. 

That's more than enough time for me to get ripped enough to kick some big butts.  And be ready for some Muerta pool parties.  All day long.  All day Muerta strong.  I'm bringing strong sexy back. 

You haven't seen DEGRASSI yet.

© 2012 Thorpeland Photography & Thorpe Griner


What, what!  Holla!


Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Case For Panties

Yes, I throw my clothes on the floor.  You should, too.


That green dress up there.  One of my favorite casual dresses.  I wore it yesterday. 

Normally, I would not blog about the apparel I donned on a random Tuesday, but yesterday it was windy.  I didn't realize it was that windy because I had not actually been outside before time to pick up RNR and Bonus from school.

I drove to the school, parked, stepped out of my car, and PULLED A MARILYN right in front of Miss Noteworthy's friend's father as he sat in his minivan and chatted on the phone.  That gust of wind came out of nowhere, and I found myself with my dress practically wrapped around my head.   




Marilyn over a subway vent in "The Seven Year Itch"    


I did a little shriek and put my hands over my dress in front and back to pull it down.  And turned a little red.  Okay, a lot red. 

I hightailed it out of there.  I was not hanging around there for the awkwardness.  It was just one dad.  Maybe he didn't see me half-naked after he had just given me the obligatory "How are you?" head nod.

I hurried over to the crosswalk. As I crossed the street the crossing guard told me I might want to get a few fishing lures to weigh down the bottom of my dress.  

Yeah, I had pretty much flashed the whole elementary school parking lot.

At least it was after I started laser hair removal....


Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Thanks for the invite, but....

Alright,  you know the game I learned from my mother....  Finish the fortune...



I'm flattered and all, but I have to wash my pads.