Perhaps I should play...

Volleyball more often. After a three month holiday hiatus I've apparently grown a little soft. Or at least that is what the bruising on my right hand is telling me. Honestly I thought it was blueberry stain I couldn't scrub off, but then the pain from the continued scrubbing forced me to reevaluate. I must be getting old if I bruise like such a delicate peach :)

From the bruising you would probably think I'm an amazing power hitter or something...unfortunatley at 5'3" (rounding up allowed...it's my blog), with a less than 3 foot verticle jump and playing on a men's regulation height net, I do more passing, setting and serving. I'm pretty sure the bruise is from the serving...or perhaps it's from all the clapping I did as we won all three sets. Volleyball=Fun, Winning=Bonus Fun, Bruising=Almost worth it.

For the grandparents

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