It was a wonderful weekend and I was sorry to hear the alarm go off this morning at 6:00 am sharp. I wanted to throw it through the wall, but I knew my arm wouldn't let me do that without blacking out in pain...but then again, I would have technically been going back to sleep, so that would have been a good thing. Damn!
We had the daft on Saturday, also played a little wiffleball as well and did a little boozin' later on after a birthday dinner for Joe. Good times had by all.
3 DAYS UNTIL SPRING TRAINING.