(CCB insisted that we not mow the lawn before Easter, so I made sure to take full advantage of the tall weeds.)
Where oh where…
There it is!
I spy with my little eye…something green and beery.
Speaking of beer: roller derby. Finally got myself out to see a Sarasota Roller Girls bout. I admit to feeling a little competetive with the Roller Girls (and their northerly counterparts, the Bradentucky Bombers), due to the crowds they draw, while I can’t even get my own mother to come to a hockey game. But bless them derby chicks, that’s one hell of a spectacle. I don’t think we’ll be adding fishnets or nicknames to any upcoming Ms Conduct tournaments (as much as we’d love to have a fourth of the Roller Girls’ fans–and sponsors), but we’ve already marked our calendars for the next derby bout against the Bombers–conveniently just up the road from our house at Florida Wheels.
Me and CCB with fellow mag employee MuscaWTF. (Don’t blame me; that’s a CCB-given nickname.)
Leave it to Little J to fudge with the camera settings and snap some pretty cool pics.
A Roller Girls’ jammer moves in for the score.
This bout was a bit of a blowout, alas, against a team from Gainesville (which, it should be noted, has a convenient college recruiting pool. Just sayin’.) But my, don’t we Ms Conduct veterans know what it’s like to be the newbies in a statewide league. Chins up, Roller Girls, being the underdog is especially fun when you start whoopin’ up on people.
After the derby, we headed downtown for some to-die-for mac ‘n cheese at Stairway to Belgium. Also: this random dancer at Sports Page. Because, I guess, why not?
The weekend ended with another great Easter tradition: lamb and spanikopita dinner at my parents’ house.
CCB, Pa and Managing Maxine star Sharon Spelman, with husband
Steve Johnson, at our lovely (and riotously funny) Easter dinner.