{this moment}

yesterday was a tough day. i know i will have them and it is okay. but i really do hate feeling so low. an evening here with my love made me happy for a moment.

adult soccer is way more fun than playing when you were a kid.  we came up with foot work drills and played one on one.  if dylan got past me then i had to kiss him and if i got past him he owed me a kiss.  all well and good, but the kisses were where ever the winner requested.  see. so much more fun as adults.

(side note: we were playing on an elementary school soccer field with people playing basketball close by, so everything was PG, well PG-13.)