Which Way is Up?

Tennis, tennis, tennis. And no, I am not talking about the US Open. I am talking about our lives at the moment. Right now everything seems to revolve around tennis. It’s just crazy how busy and fast the tennis season is.

It starts for Sassy’s school at the beginning of August. They have their tryouts and cuts all within the first few days. That is immediately followed by two weeks of 3-hour practice 5 days a week, 2-a-day practices twice a week, and challenge matches on Saturdays. I should also mention Sassy takes a private lesson weekly.

Then school starts! Practice is cut down to 2 hours a day after school, unless there is a match or tournament. There are 2-4 matches a week. The regular season lasts five weeks and we are right in the middle of it. I don’t know if we are coming or going half the time, but I know it includes tennis both directions!

Please don’t think I am complaining. Far from it! I love all of the competition. I also love seeing Sassy improve weekly. I asked her tonight what she was going to do when the tennis season ends in a couple of weeks. Her answer? “More tennis!” Guess there is no stopping this crazy train!

A few highlights from the Labor Day weekend, tennis and otherwise.  =)

Friday night we went to the Kansas City Royals baseball game. I was given two tickets. One for me and one for?… My girls had to figure out which one of them was going. They decided to do a best 2 out of 3 in Rock, Paper, Scissors. And the winner was… Sassy! Poor OMG Becky. She was okay with losing. She had to work anyway. She’s socking away money for next fall when she leaves me. Sad face.

kansas city royals, kauffman stadium, The K

kansas city royals, kauffman stadium, The K

It was a fun game that went into extra innings, but we did not come out on the winning side. Boo.

Sassy and I hit the courts Saturday night to work on her serves. We weren’t there 10 minutes when a boy a bit older than her asked if she wanted to play a match.

tennis court

Game on! He had a few good shots, but she beat him while I kept busy chatting with an elderly man and his son playing Pickleball on the next court. That looked fun! I don’t know that I have ever seen it played in person.

Sunday was a birthday party for my youngest niece. She’s three now!

puppy cake

Her puppy-themed party was adorable. They even had a puppy adoption center!

I may have ended up with two of those puppies. Maybe. Though it wasn’t on purpose. My youngest nephew came home from the party with us to stay overnight. He brought the puppies and then forgot them the next morning. Now they are mine. All mine! At least until he remembers they are here.  😉

My nephew had never been to the nature reserve near my house so we had to take him. He really wanted to see the bison. We could see them from afar, but that wasn’t too exciting. One thing that was exciting? When we were feeding the female elk and the bull elk decided to get in on the carrot action!

bull elk

The bull then turned around and chased all the females away from the fence. Fun time over.

Monday, Sassy had her private lesson and then we met up with my oldest niece for a match. She just started playing recently and is really enjoying it.

tennis match, tennis court

By then it was pretty hot outside. Sassy was already worn out from her lesson and happy to just play for fun. They played a pro set to 10 at a leisurely pace while I chased balls around the court. Lucky me.

So sweaty.

sweaty betty

I really need to start carrying a beach towel in my car for such occasions.  :-/

Have you ever played Pickleball?

Most importantly, should I keep the puppies?!

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