Oscar Sunday

I took a ball to the head while catching during one of my pitch lessons today and I was quickly reminded why I became a pitcher instead of a catcher. The ball hit the back of my head though, which I can handle instead of my face.

Now, I am home winding down for the week and pretending to care about the Oscars. The only reason I am watching is to cheer for Anne Hathaway as the host. She looks like she would be fun to be friends with, and also, she rocks pale skin like a champ. I need to learn how to do that too.