I find its easier to remember what I wanted to blog about when I put it all in the title. So this blog entry will be about, Willies jumping, and my racquetball weekend lol
Well, first things first. Contrary to what everyone told us, and true to what I knew in my gut, the punks that beat Willie up do in fact live on our street. I've seen them a few times as well as know where they live. And lo' and behold, they hang out with the other punk kid who lives next door to us. My worst fear realized. However, they haven't started anything. We go on our evening walks as normal, I have a lock on our bedroom door now, as well as sleep with my pepper spray and cell phone next to me in the night stand just in case. Willie is still a little gung ho about getting that darn gun, and I was too especially when I had a major melt down the other day when Willie was at work and they were hanging out next door, so I was all by myself with the kids and had to hang out across the street for 2 hours....But I really dont want to waste money on a gun. Their are so many other cool things to use my money on,...who knows what we'll do in that area. We're leaving in the middle of september, I wont have to deal with it anymore, and I've taken measures like putting those little screw in locks on the windows so they can't be opened, getting a locking door for our bedroom door. I feel better. More secure.
My racquetball weekend was SO MUCH FUN. I played my Second Racquet for the Cure this year, and my Second that was put on by Debbie Tisinger (sp?). It was a blast. I came in again, true to form, second. I got second in c's last year as well. I am so so so so so x 10 sore. I dont even know if in the best conditioning ever in my life I wouldn't have been. There were six women, two games to 11 yesterday so that makes 12 games total, then four more today...yikes.
I am very happy with my racquetball game though. I get a little frustrated being a c player for the last five years, but I think a lot of outside issues have played into that. One being not very consistent on practicing/conditioning/etc....But Willie says he's seeing some changes. My Forehand is getting better, my anticipation of where the ball is going to go is getting better, my backhand still needs some work though, as he says I'm stepping out of the shot instead of into the shot, but that racquet prep and concentration on that should help. I've got a good coach :)
So, I tried to take a nap. Willie and the kids came downstairs and woke me up, I couldn't get back to sleep..what else is new. I'm blogging, and now I think we're headed to the beach. I'm excited. When my Aunt Kathy was here, she kept saying how she'd get tired of the beach. I said "no way". You never get tired of it, its the most relaxing thing in the world....even when your chasing 2 little rug rats, or rather sand rats around :)
Jackie