Tell Them What's Up

So many activities. So little time to blog about them.

The cats have been coming over more than they're welcomed to. I go through cartons of milk unnecessarily. And trying to give them leftover salmon or chicken is obviously just not classy enough for them. They are so spoiled.

If I start buying cat food, someone needs to hit me.

In other news, the suns out in Hjorring. Big plus.

Because I was pretty sure the cloud over the town was just part of the population.

Anyway.

Yesterday we had another one of our weekly trips to Copenhagen to play BSF.

A few of us had to fly out early, because of scheduling conflicts, so I was one of the 5 am-ers with the two 19-year-olds. Although they may have a higher maturity level than me, I was stoked to know that I could name more U.S. states than them.

While sitting at the only Starbucks in Denmark (at the airport) I quizzed them on the 50 states. One had 10 written down, but put Florida twice and Los Angeles as one. And although she wrote "Vegina" and I lost it, because I told her that it is a body part not a state... she insisted that there was a state named "Vegina" and a West one too. I said - OHH VIRGINIA. Yeah.

It was even funnier telling our coach later. He knew that word too.

West Vagina is usually just referred to as the Hip anyway.

So, after teaching U.S. Geography, my good deed of the day was finished. Then it was off to our game. Which was in Ballerup. Which had a street called Ballerup Boulevard.

Trying to teach the Danish why Ballerup is funny to us, is funnier than the fact that Ballerup is funny to us. The word Baller is struggling to make it here. We really need to try harder. We need to Up the Baller status. Ya feel me?

After beating BSF 5-1, in which I didn't participate because of a sore knee (not serious, just being smart) we travelled back to Hjorring (which is a 30-minute plane ride- basically like if a plane could do a broad jump, that's the distance).

Since then, I've just been thinking.

I'm enjoying my time here. I like my teammates a lot. (Don't tell them) With that, I think it's also important to reiterate and add to one of my Life Lessons, that if you have something to say to someone you should say it.

But I think I made it seem like it was more of a romantic thing and it doesn't have to be obviously. See, as I said to one of my friends yesterday, there is a small window of opportunity to say things you want to say. Time goes by fast, people move away, things change. And you might miss that window if you think waiting is a good idea.

We think WAY more than we say. About situations, people, food, cats. But we don't usually tell the people we think about that we think about them. Or what we think about them (good or bad, folks).

I think I'm pretty good about it. I say what I think a lot. But I am going to make an almost-mid-year resolution to be better about it. So, if you hear some shit from me that seems to be coming out of nowhere... all it means is I'm thinking about you. And it may be out of the blue to you, but in my head it isn't.

Operation make life more badass than it already is in full effect.

Who's with me?