  I have been called many, many things on a softball diamond.&nbsp; I have had my parentage questioned and called just about everything under the sun.&nbsp; Today, I got called something new.
&nbsp; I am officially a Princess. &nbsp; It was confirmed during my game today, when a player &#8211; who will remain nameless but we will call him #62 &#8211; told me I was a Princess.&nbsp; Not once. But twice.&nbsp; Now #62 is not the brightest light globe on the Christmas Tree because the first time I issued him with a warning.&nbsp; So just with 7 minutes left to go in the game, he ups the ante to say that I am on &#8220;On a power trip, hey princess&#8221;.
&nbsp; I am many things, but the least of them is a Princess.&nbsp; Unless perhaps he means like Princess Fiona from Shrek fame or maybe even the toe sucking Princess Fergie herself. &nbsp; Hmmm, you have to worry.&nbsp; So off to the tribunal for #62 next week. &nbsp; End of (royal) Rant. 
