See that pretty girl in that mirror there

We had our baseball team's pizza party last night and I opted to wear actual girl clothes instead of the oversized baseball jersey and athletic shorts with a ball cap. I thought that the parents and boys may be amazed to see me actually look like a girl.

It worked. One of the dads looked at me and said "You clean up well."

Yeah, I feel pretty. I even took the time to straighten my hair and color coordinate our family picture sitting tonight for the church directory. They turned out pretty nicely. It is amazing what one compliment can do for a gal's ego.

Although, watching Maria sing in West Side Story made me think of a really bad joke told after Natalie Wood drowned. Remember that? The joke: What kind of wood doesn't float? Natalie Wood. *ducking thrown objects* I know, it is bad. Lord, I apologize. She was an incredible talent. I didn't know that Christopher Walken was with her when she died as was her husband, Robert Wagner. I was just a kid when she died. Anyway. I still feel pretty good about things right now. Plus, I'm going to be humming that song for the next three days.