How exciting! We got to go see Evey play 7th grade volleyball today!
She played great. I think her best moment came when she was on the bench and they subbed her in after the opposing team ripped off like seven straight serves... and then that girl ripped off an eighth... and then she made the mistake of hitting her ninth to Evey, which she returned with great vengeance and furious anger! And that was the end of that scoring run!
The 7th grade JV team crushed Baldwin. Then the next team... the Jaguars... not remembering where they were from, it was two words... that was a much better team, and the girls ended up losing 2-1.
I'll get better photos next time! This game, I was too nervous to even think about photos. I can't believe Evey is out there playing 7th grade volleyball! And she did great!
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It was Adrianne's birthday yesterday! Happy birthday Adro! We celebrated by doing nothing. Really. Well, we worked on the house some more, and I grilled steaks. My favorite part of the day was hanging out on the back deck with Adro as the charcoals heated up.
I tried to get the kids to come out, even told Boyd he could play in the sprinkler... but it was hot out, and they were more interested in relaxing. Eventually Evey came out to practice volleyball and Boyd joined her.
But the best was sitting beneath the umbrella, watching the sprinkler work, watching these three monarch butterflies flitter around the yard, while sipping on a couple cold beers with Adro.
In defense of the kids, it's been really busy at the Jones casa these last few weeks. A real-deal day off was a good thing for everyone.
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Took the September issue of Landscape Management to press today. That makes nine issues I've served as the EIC. It's getting a little easier, but the team is shorthanded, and it's all still crazy. Every deadline we make, I'm a little surprised.
I went to bed Monday night knowing we needed to be to press by 1 p.m. EST the next day. Dreamt about the magazine all night. And I really only had two more pages to write! But it still eats at me. I wish there were more hours in the day.
On to the next one. And to the next issue of Golfdom.