Tennis Courts and Cargo Shorts

So one of the goals of 2010 is to get better at tennis.

Let me fill you in a little bit about my tennis career. It all started when I was 7 in tennis lessons at the Rochester Hills Tennis and Swim Club where I was pretty good at Dungeons and Dragons (this really cool game where you throw tennis balls-mind you throw-not hit!). I then joined my brother and father for an occasional game on sunday afternoons where they were awesome and I was klutzy. Joe went on to compete at state where I ended up whacking my Dad in the head while he threw me tennis balls. Fast forward to now-I have been trying to play and get better to come back and show my Dad and brother that I have similar skills to Kornakova. So Eric and I have been playing and trying to find various courts around town. Well tonight after work I head to the gym and ask the guy at the front desk, "do you have to have a special membership to use the tennis courts here or can I use them whenever?" The guy stares me down and makes me repeat myself. After explaining myself, he says, "I have no idea what you're talking about there aren't tennis courts here." I continued to argue and tell him that they were right next to the pool. THEN I realized it-those tennis courts are at the Lifetime in Colleyville Texas, definately not here. I felt like an idiot! I guess I have a few things besides tennis to tackle.

While I was working out I realized that there are a few things that plague me-

1. Why do guys think its okay to wear cargo shorts on the treadmill? Doesn't that cause chafing? Perhaps a little heavy for shorts?
2. How can I go to the gym at all hours of the day and see the same tan superfit people? Do they have jobs? How are they able to afford and spend that much time at the gym?
3. When was it decided that long socks were cool on girls? Seriously four girls tonight and I just kept thinking how hot it must be and how much they looked like Baby Spice.

Clearly I have some issues at the gym but hopefully I can take some of this aggression out on the courts.

Uncontrollable laughter in Inappropriate Places.

2010 has provided a wonderful memorial weekend. Benton and Laura got married and I have had some great R&R over the past few days in the 817. BUT before I hit on memorial weekend...let me tell you about Laura's wedding.

Cake and I were "honorary attendants" which means we walk down the aisle but sit in the front rows. Well Benton's grandma was sitting right behind us and at the beginning of the ceremony, she starts hacking...BAD. Like quite possibly swallowed a cat before walking down the aisle. Well it was not that funny but Cake and I got to giggling, well not just giggling but that uncontrollable, one person starts one person stops, grandma starts hacking, we are crying and trying to contol it, but have no chance because grandma starts hacking laughing. I feel horrible that I don't remember a thing from the ceremony but I will certainly never forget it either.

It reminds me of a time in high school where Drew was trying to convince me that he was part Indian (or Native American, whatever) in government class as the teacher started her lesson. Well I wanted to know what percentage...so Drew passes me a note in the middle of class that reads 1/152. Well I think that is ridiculously funny that that small of a percentage counts, so we start giggling like little girls and get in major trouble, which just makes us giggle more. As annoying as it is, I think there is a sweet joy that comes from uncontrollable laughter.

But only if it's in inappropriate places...

Afros

This week we celebrated Amy's 24th Birthday, and let me tell you it was one of the best birthday parties I've been to in ages. EPK came in town, and we dressed 70's and rollerskated in a very urban part of town. As I began my skate in my huge afro wig, I realized that it may not have been the best choice for the evening. All of the little kids were making fun of me and it was as hot as hades. Needless to say-next time I'll stick with a braid.

Austin is definately become home. This weekend was sweet confirmation of the great friends and incredible city I live in. Amy's birthday, Sand Volleyball and Barton Springs make for a great start to a great summer. BA and I watched Garden State last night and there was a great quote that stuck out to me-

" Maybe that's what family is- a group of people that miss the same place."

Maybe that's why college friends stick. Maybe we all just miss the sweet times we had at Baylor. Regardless I'm having a blast making memories here for the time being.

Exciting Children and Agassi

I just finished Andre Agassi's Biography. Great book, check it out. Anyhow, I was telling the house that I was reading it and totally botched the "Agassi" pronounciation. Like Bad. I've been getting grief about it like crazy and now I have the amo to get BA back.

We were running late to an awesome dance recital and were stuck behind a bus. BA told me how she doesn't get how some buses say "Watch for Exciting Children". What?! Exciting children...more like exiting children BA. I still can't get over it!

Life in the 512 is awesome. I'm working on my tennis game (Thank you very much Agassi), work is delightful and my opening day of Barton Springs may be this week.

If only I could have more exciting children in my life...

One man;s junk is another man's treasure...

Two years ago Brian felt led to start a network based on Acts 4:32

(All of the believers were in one heart and mind. No one claimed that any of his possessions was his own, but they shared everything they had).

After a lot of prayer, planning and petitioning he has made this a reality through a web site called Acts of Sharing. It launches tomorrow and is super user-friendly. I think you should check it out right now. Catalogue your junk and who knows? It could be another man's treasure. Either way, you get it back.