Your Thirties

Once you hit thirty suddenly you forget how old you are. Seriously. It really does happen. The other day I told my boss I was thirty and she said, "Well you were 30 when I hired you and you have definitely had a birthday since then." True. So I guess I am 31.

Soon

I will be featured on as a guest blogger on Apryl Delancey's "Women Like Sports" Blog where I will have a guest feature on Spring Training Baseball. For those of you who may not know, Spring Training is my favorite time of year. Babes, beer and baseball. Check. Check. And check. Click here http://apryldelancey.blogspot.com/ for more info.

I cannot believe it has been a year since my last post. I am guessing that not many people have been reading my work with that time of commitment. So what is the latest? Has anyone started watching the Winter Olympics yet? Snooze. Zzzzz. Wake me when it's over.