Today was a day of watching my daughters play volleyball, my students play softball then playing tennis w/ Maddy and shopping w/ Kenzie. I know, I know....after yesterday's blog about accumulating stuff, I had the audacity to go shopping again. But Kenzie has been having boyfriend problems so when she said she needed to go buy something and invited me along, I couldn't refuse. She has a job now so she's making her own money, and if she wants to do some therapeutic shopping that's certainly her choice. Yes, I bought a new purse even after just buying one a week ago, but I didn't have to find a place to store the "old" one since Kenzie said she would gladly borrow it for awhile. All this talk of purses reminds me that I was the one to go through Mom's purse after she died, a purse that I gave her. Again, more stuff.
Maddy is going to be a very good tennis player.....she has a good eye for the entire court. I'm looking forward to working and playing w/ her this summer and for many, many more summers to come. I hope she remembers that I went easy on her now when she's young and still learning the game and will take it easy on me when I'm older and slower. We didn't have tennis courts in my hometown so playing tennis when I was growing up was a difficult feat. I used to hit the tennis ball w/ my small, wooden racket against the garage door back when it was two, wooden doors that opened like an actual door. The wooden piece where the doors met always made the tennis ball go in weird directions if I hit it there directly. That certainly helped my reaction time to get the ball before it landed in the neighbor's garden. After Mom and Dad got a new garage door, I had to play against the side of the house. I guess that means I've played on a grass court! Years later when my hometown got tennis courts, Mom, Lori, and I went down to play. We always joked that whoever wanted to win let Mom play on the other team. We'd do the same thing playing foosball. Mom's wrist action wasn't the best so about the only way for me to beat my sister was to have Mom play on her side. She didn't really care about winning or losing, she just loved spending time w/ us.
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