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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Mother Fetcher

Angel and I decided to play tennis again. Maybe not the best thing to do after working all day and having aggravated carpal tunnel. Basically I was hitting the ball NOT, and spent most of my time chasing the ball and then handing it to her because serving hurts my arm. So I was fetching the ball. That is until Angel nearly impaled herself on the net tightener handle. We went home not long after that. Tennis is hard.

1 comment:

themom said...

Some things are best left in our youth. Trust me on this one!

your word verification: swine