What to wear?

I've changed my outfit for practice three times.  I ended up with what I originally started out with.  I didn't want to get too hot by having thick thigh-high socks over knee-length leggings, so I went back to put some tights on and then realized I would have no time to change between practice and running over to the theater to get in line for Eclipse.  I will run into numerous students (and probably some of their parents) at the theater so I didn't want to wear anything too outrageous or suggestive (booty shorts and flesh-colored tights were both out of the question, obviously).  It it certain I'll see at least a couple as they are holding my place in line :)

So, I went with this outfit.  I'm crouched in derby position even! (Really, I had to do that so I would fit my whole self into the shot--my webcam doesn't have a timer so I had to be within arm's reach of the keyboard). I'm excited to wear my new tank top.  It looks awesome!  Thanks to Hue Refner of SCDG for the awesome lettering!

I want...

these adorable Hallowed Halls Oxfords, from anthro.  I think they would be the perfect shoe to start off my new fall wardrobe, don't you?

I wanna be the girl with the most cake...

Jesse, Marissa, and I planned on chasing the sun up to Santa Cruz today, but instead ended up leaving the sun behind in Monterey only to find that Santa Cruz tucked in under a blanket of fog.  Determined not to be defeated, we decided it wasn't too cold to go lay on the beach and read/nap, which is exactly what we did. I borrowed ShopGirl from Marissa.  So far, it's entertaining.  Interesting.  Different than I expected Steve Martin's writing to be--not that I had any preconceived notions about Steve Martin's writing to begin with.  The sun joined us around 1:30, so the day wasn't a total loss.

After beach time, we walked around downtown Santa Cruz.  I bought some socks with roller skates on them, and a used copy of Hole's Live Through This.  I absolutely love 90's alternative and adore Courtney Love--crazy/drugged or sober, she's a fucking poet.

Tomorrow we move to our new practice space.  I don't know how 30 girls are going to fit on that floor, but we'll make it work because it's a flippin steal.  The league meeting should be interesting as many, many, many things are changing (which will both please and disappoint many) and our recruiting chair just resigned.  Annd, after practice:

I wish they all could be California girls...

Teachers will tell you time and time again that they didn't become a teacher for the summers off--myself included.  I work 70 hours a week (on average).  I get to school an hour early, don't usually leave until 5-6 in the evening, and usually work an entire weekend day on lesson plans and grading--and for those of you not in the know, teachers don't get paid overtime for work they take home or do after school.  I earn those summers off.  That being said, I'll now say this: summer rules.

Today, Racky and I went on a 7 mile skate in the awesome Monterey sunshine.  It isn't hot very often here.  Even if the sun does come out, it hardly breaks 65 degrees at any point in the year.  It felt so great to be enjoying the sun, skating parallel to the ocean, barking back at the gagillion sea lions who have been gathering on the sand to sun themselves. We didn't even mind the extra people on the rec trail today--weaving in and out of them was just a bonus challenge.

After our skate, we had a yummy lunch at Islands and then were a bit disappointed when the wind kicked up.  Instead of battling traffic and crowds to get to the beach, we went back to Racky's, laid out beach towels, stripped down to our underwear, turned on the oldies, and laid out on her deck.  No wind, just the hot sun.  Not a bad way to spend the afternoon.  This really is the most beautiful peninsula.

Happiness is...

Realizing you have two more Skittles left in what was assumed to be an empty package :)