#anderchloe

[itsrileyjo-blog]

text || ryloe

RILEY: Hey! How's your head feeling?

RILEY: I figured you wouldn't necessarily want noise right now 😜 but I wanted you to know I had a lot of fun last night ☺️

[acuppellarp]

Happy birthday, @anderchloe! Today Chloe turns 30!

[takemehomecountryrhodes]

TO: @anderchloe

FROM: @heavenlystjames

[itsrileyjo-blog]

text || ryloe

RILEY: Hey

RILEY: Can we hang out again sometime soon? Maybe tonight?

[acuppaleigh]

[ TEXT ] The truth is I’m not over you. (natasha)

angst here

[goldenglovesam]

[ TEXT ] Thank you for finally showing me the truth about you. The truth is, you’re a dick.

Here! 

[goldenglovesam]

☀ - Muse’s favorite rituals or traditions.

Stevie,

Do you ever think you’ll be a Steve?  It’s weird to think about, isn’t it?  Stacey, she’ll always be a Stacey, except for nicknames.  But I can go for Sammy, Sam, Samantha.  All of my names mean something different to who is calling me by the name.  But I’m getting off track.

You asked me what I do before my games to get psyched up, but really, it’s more than just a Sunday morning thing.  Every Monday, I watch videos that Mae takes of the game so I can see what I might have missed in the heat of the moment.  Openings that my opponents saw in my form.

Wednesday, I start my day by reciting that absolutely stupid Humpday commercial. I don’t even know how that started, but guess what, I still do it. It probably doesn’t help a single bit, but it’s so ingrained in my brain.  And after practice, I’ll have a milkshake or something, dairy and fat for the sake of it.  

Game day?  My headphones go in and they don’t come out until I’m in the locker room. I’m sure I look like a bitch, but the professional players have a bubble, don’t they?  I’m just creating my bubble. 

I’m starting to teach my girls about the importance of tradition, of superstition, even.  Some of them get it, because they have brothers with stinky sweat socks.  But we are more civilized than that, and you will be too.