SIGH

Today I watched what is probably the most depressing musical I have ever seen: Carousel. Why does the dude have to die? I felt like turning it off right there. Some people cry, I guess, but I just get kind of grumpy that the story didn't turn out the way I wanted it to. So I was kind of grumpy all day. Now we're getting ready for a family's night in, minus Geoff, of course. I'm sweaty as I write this, because I just played a vigorous game of 'handball' with Audrey. Handball is basically kickball, except with a really small diamond and you use your hands instead of your feet. Unfortunately, Audrey does not like to be beaten, and I do not like going easy on her just because she's a little kid. Since I won the rock-paper-scissors match, I got to hit first. Which basically meant that the game would have a short life. By the time I had hit four home runs in a row without any outs, Audrey was tired and decided to go inside. I can't wait for the homeschool group PE to start up again. :(