I was flattened by Hurricane Genevieve.

Walking and running and eating and restaurants and parking lots and staircases and bleaches and escalators and urinals and i dont know what she did, but i bonked.   From about 9:30 left in the 3rd when the Coyotes scored the go-ahead goal i told Beckie i NEEDED to go.   chollaball was DNF’ing.

A 30 minute car-ride later and I was still exhausted by the constant questions and questions and questions.

I am now hiding in the basement from my daughter.