Last night I drove out from SoCal to Arizona and boy was it a long 4 hour trip. I must be going through a funk or something, because usually I enjoy driving by myself. Yesterday, not so much. It just felt like my mind was heavy. The baby thing has been weighing on me, and it’s nice to have a place to talk about it with people who understand. And everyone who commented or e-mailed me was super supportive. So why don’t I feel better?

Today I went out to Phoenix to watch Duke play in a baseball tournament. It was quite entertaining. Their team…how do I say it nicely…sucked. They were just not good. But they had a good time, and that’s what’s important (or at least that’s what they kept trying to tell themselves). Duke and I have an odd relationship. We’re coworkers, technically, but I swear he feels more like family than just a friend. I’m the little sister he never wanted, and he’s the (much) older brother I always did. It’s always fun hanging out with him outside of work. The first game they played was on the spring training fields of the Oakland Athletics. It was a nice facility, but the concrete benches start to get painful after a while. The last game was in the Milwaukee Brewers stadium. It was awesome. We got to sit in the dugout, and Duke let me use his fancy schmancy new camera to take pictures. I think I’m addicted. I’m sure most of the pictures were crappy, but I had a great time doing it! Their team played much better the second game, and actually won! The entire team looked like they were going to pass out by the time it was over, but they still had a good time. It was hot, and I got sunburned (despite my usage of sunblock. Gotta love AZ sun) but I’d do it again anytime.

After the game I came back to hang out with Tony & Kerry. I miss them a lot, so it’s always great to see them. Sometimes it’s hard to sit in their house, knowing that I could have been living 5 houses over in my own house, instead of 4 hours away in my crappy apartment.  But having fun with them outweighs the sadness. I don’t think there’s been an occasion that we’ve hung out, where I haven’t cried from laughing at some point. Tomorrow I make the long drive home again, hopefully in time to take a nap before I go out again. Maybe this drive will be less depressing.