So what do I do on a Friday night? Well, instead of writing my paper like a good girl would've, I tagged along with my mommy to sit through my brother's basketball practice. PRACTICE, it wasn't even a game!!!! Anyway, I watched Jerry's new coach (my daddy's co-worker, Kenny) coach, watched my mommy crochet (she's amazing!), and then got scared about my essay and did a bit of research. Kenny kept making fun of me. It's crazy how long I've known him. He said that his impression of me will always be of when he first met me, just a little baller chick. (I dreamed of the NBA, cuz WNBA wasn't around yet.) Anyway, I guess to him, I'll always be that tomboy-ish Jamie.