Thursday, January 29, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
I remember LOVING these shows as a child, and I wanted to see if the shows held up decades years later.
Most of the show makes me smile. The beginning of the show with Gonzo trying to bang the gong or get his trumpet to finally work.
Or the old guys sitting in the balcony constantly ripping on the show.
But, the part that always makes me laugh aloud is the Swedish Chef.
Yeah, I have a special place in my heart for Beaker, but I slightly prefer the Swedish Chef since he makes all of us laugh out loud. Plus, they did a tennis reference in the bit I included here, so that automatically makes it my favorite.
Yes, I can be bought that cheaply.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
I got back from my glorious weekend-away last night at 7 PM, and I hurt, but it was worth it.
I had never been to Indian Wells to see the professionals play, but it is no wonder the tennis center has been awarded "The Most Impressive Tennis Center" in the past. The center is HUGE. Even though I'm a drooling fan dork, I have also never been to Wimbledon or the US Open, so I'm certain this locale is much smaller compared to those tennis meccas. But compared to the college campuses and clubs I've played at, this place is gigantic.
And the scenery... OH! The sky was clear blue without a cloud in sight, the horizon was sprinkled with mountains with snow caps (in the desert!), with hills in front of them saturated in brown, with palm trees in from of the hills, and court after court after court under our feet. It was heavenly. Next time, you are definitely coming with me, Mom.
The trip down to Indian Wells on Friday wasn't too bad. Usually Friday nights in Los Angeles is rife with traffic jams on the freeways, but we took a less traveled route that got us there from LAX in 2 1/2 hours. Not bad at all.
Upon arrival, I was introduced to my room that I had agreed to share with three other ladies. We laughed at the size of the beds. There were two double beds in this room. I got to know these ladies very well thanks to the small arrangements. But I have to say, I actually enjoyed the rustic intimacy. I don't think we would have bonded as well as a team if it weren't for the laughter and banter this room created.
The first day of tennis was nerve wracking! We were scheduled to play three matches of doubles at 11 AM and three at 2:30 PM. Our captain made certain everyone who wanted to come play got a chance to play. How great is that?! Yes, we all wanted to win, but not at the exclusion of any player. So, that first day, everyone had a chance to play one time. However, we only had 10 ladies on our team who were able to go, so two of us had to play twice in one day. The captain made an executive decision: she asked me and another lady to play together at 2:30 PM right after our 11 AM matches. She said she wanted the best players to play twice.
Although I was extremely flattered and excited to play twice, it struck me that I'm no longer in my 20's. How would I perform back-to-back? Also, I have never played under such competitive circumstances before. The intensity was... INTENSE. Walking out for the first match, I was actually shaking from nerves, and the first set represented that: 2-6.
My partner and I got over ourselves pretty quickly after that. Mostly I was angry at how awful I was playing. I'm certain if the captain saw me playing that first set, she would have re-thought putting me in the next match. But, we got our collective nerves under control, and our training took over: 6-3.
At these tournaments, the third set is a "Super Tiebreaker". That is the winner is the first team to reach 10 points, winning by two, using the Coman Tiebreaker system. We won the tiebreak and the match 10-7. Woo-hoo!
This match up was against Santa Barbara. They were by far the most lovely players I have had the experience to play against. They didn't call close balls out just to get the point. They laughed and enjoyed themselves, and they laughed with us! It was so much fun. During play, I would look around at the beautiful scenery again and feel the desert wind on my face, and count my blessings that I have an awesome hubby who lets me do things like this.
At the end of the first match up, our team won 2 of the 3 matches.
The second match up was against Temecula Valley.
Now that my nerves had settled, I was ready to get down to business. I was playing with the other player the captain deemed one of the best on our team, and we won in straight sets to a tough team: 6-4, 6-3.
I mentioned that the Santa Barbara ladies were so awesome. Well, I'm pleased to report that the Temecula Valley ladies were even more so. During a match, I usually make silly comments that cause my partner to laugh or smile, but rarely the opposition. On top of which, we had drawn a respectible crowd (about 25 people) who were watching and laughing at our antics. I have to admit we as a foursome were hilarious. My stomach hurt more than any other muscle after this match due to all the laughter. I wished these ladies lived closer to us, so I could play doubles with them all the time.
We had to wait to see how the other teams did. The final result was that our team won 2 of the 3 matches again. Woo-hoo! The only way we wouldn't make it to the finals is if one of the teams we played beat the other team 3-0, and then we would have a tie. Well, that didn't happen.
Off to the finals we go!
We went out to dinner Saturday night to celebrate our first arrival to the finals. The reason this is so mind blowing to us is because we are playing the other winning teams in our district. Which ever team wins will go on to play in the Sectionals later this month. I don't think I can fully describe this feeling, Mom, but it was really cool.
The next morning I was up early, naturally due to being a "morning person", and realized that I wasn't very nervous for the finals. I was a little worried about that since I usually need nerves to get my juices flowing in a match, but I didn't think much about it. Sure enough, as soon as I stepped onto the court at 11 AM, my heart was pounding.
We were playing Bakersfield in the final. They were really, really tough. Not just as a team, but they were tough mentally. The first set was well fought, but my partner and I (the same partner I had for the 11 AM match yesterday) got the critical break in the middle of the set: 6-3.
Then something happened. We were up 2-1, we were up a break, and suddenly, we allowed the significance of winning tighten us up. I mean we shanked returns. We shanked overheads. Mom, you would have walked away with your stomach in knots over how we let that second set slip by: 2-6.
Now we were in the critical Coman Super Tiebreak. We lost the first point: 0-1. We held serve: 2-1. They held serve: 2-3. We held serve: 4-3. We got a mini-break! 5-3. We held serve: 7-3. Home stretch time. Shanked return by us: 7-4. Another shanked return: 7-5. Double fault: 7-6. Forced error: 8-6. Excellent serve: 8-7. Excellent serve: 8-8. Double fault by me: 8-9. Ace by me 9-9. Excellent serve: 9-10. Match point! Amazing volley: 9-11...
Oh! So close!! We ended up losing the final 1 game to 2. It was a bittersweet pill to take. We soon discovered that if we had won this final our team would have to be disbanded except for 3 players. The rest of us would have been moved up to the next level.
I'll accept this loss knowing that...
but wait until next year!
I'll call you to talk about more play-by-play stuff later this week, Mom.
Friday, January 9, 2009
(Indian Wells Tennis Club)
This is so exciting! I'm hoping we'll play well enough to stay until Sunday since we are staying in one of the various resorts located there.
Hopefully, I won't be blogging until Monday. If I blog on Saturday it means we didn't make it to the finals.
I hope your weekend will full of exciting challenges too.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Happy New Year! Thank you for letting us come, visit, and generally make a complete disaster of your home. I've been thinking of advertising the children as demolishion-ists, but I doubt any reasonable company would insure them. Anyway, I want you to know that I always have the best of intentions to clean your home once I've gathered all of our stuff and packed it away for departure, but somehow the anxiety of getting on the road and going home propels us out of town before I can make good on my intentions.
That's alright, I know you'll say. You've always wanted all of the bathroom items strewn about in the living room, and the kitchen appliances full of kitchen tools. How many suprises did we leave you with this time?
Which reminds me, I need to
throw away reorganize some of the children's toys to make room for the new toys they got for Christmas. And, what a wonderful Christmas season we had, Mom! I know you credit your parents for instilling in you and your sister the value of family, but I credit you two with continuing that legacy. I'm blessed to have three cousins who I view more like brothers rather than distant, extended family.
I'm also so pleased we got to see so much of AllThingsBD's family. Thank you for sharing her blog posting with me. I agree that our dog, Travis, has never looked better than that photo she took.
For New Year's, we spent the evening with MamaDB's family. We played a wacky board game while watching the ball drop at both 9 PM and Midnight. Nothing like watching the young kids ring in the new year with a complete lack of understanding as to what all the brouhaha was about. But, what does it matter? The kids had a blast playing with their friends and enjoying the atmosphere.
The trip home from your house was uneventful. BoopaLoop and LittleMan watched their new movie from Boodle and Loodle, "Barbie's Princess and The Pauper". BoopaLoop declared that the bad guy in that movie was really mean, but she wanted to see it again. I can't imagine where she gets her propensity to rewatch movies.
You can see it during our next trip to Grandma's, BoopaLoop.
Until then, know we love you and miss you, Mom.