

Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
As you can see, in this awkward picture, her body language is saying, in vibrant colors, no less, "I'm skeeeeeeeved. I'm skeeeeeeeved! Help me"! I'll betcha didn't know this little tidbit. He's saying to her through his clenched teeth: "Just kiss me this one last time and make it look passionate, bitch." Do you notice Tom coming in for the kiss and Katie pulling away? Oh, it's subtle, but it's there. When you are as in love as they both profess to be, there's no pulling back. SHE should be humping HIS leg. But no, that's not happening here. This is kinda like the Michael Jackon - Lisa Marie kiss on the MTV VMAs years ago. Ecck!Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
My son got hurt towards the end of the game. (This is not a picture of the injury-this is him scoring in the fifth inning) Coming into home to tie up the game in the top of the 6th, (they only play six innings in this league), the opposing team was throwing the ball to home to get my son out and the catcher missed the ball and the ball bounced off home plate and hit my son in the eye. My heart sank. I didn't even want to look, but I remained calm. I didn't run onto the field, like I wanted to, screaming, "My baby! My baby! Move out of the way! Is my baby ok? Oh my God! Is my baaaayyybbbeeee oooooookaaayyyy?!?!". I let my husband do that.Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
At one point I will have to buy a voice recorder and share his voice with you. It brings a smile to my face all the time. He's such a fun child and cracks me up all the time.Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..
Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..

Hey you..Yea, you! Say something..