Thanks to everyone who weighed in on my Club Forty fashion conundrum! Contrary to my expectations, the comments actually made me feel comfortable and confident in my clothing options. In the end, I couldn’t resist LJ’s rec—black tank, jeans and boots. It felt great. I assume it looked pretty good, too, but I won’t know for sure until I see some pics. (CCB wore a black striped dress shirt over a black tee, untucked, with nice, dark jeans and black shoes—very dashing.)
[Edited 3/10/09 Ah, here’s the pic. I didn’t promise I’d show faces, though, and I won’t, because my GOD do we have stupid expressions. Even for us.]
Then I slid head-first into the boards during our Revolution game, and I don’t really remember much after that.
The U.S. Men’s sled hockey team.
This week is shaping up to be a bit calmer than the last few. Just a little indoor soccer tonight, and then laying low until kickball on Friday—the SH-T Kickers have won every game so far via the slaughter rule. (I mean, it’s just kickball, but winning is still fun. And winning by a lot is a lot of fun.) Next week is the biggie: The whole Cheetah Club clan is meeting in Orlando to take the Magic Kingdom by storm. Someone should probably give Mickey a heads up.