4.13.2008

the crazed tennis player

What a full week. I guess what a full life, but I really can't complain about that, a full life is a good thing.
The week started out with a decision to change my hair...

Trev (as he views pictures on digital camera): This is a great shot of you!
Me: Thanks!
Trev: Who took this?
Me: I did.
Trev: You are so hot in this picture. :) Why did you take a picture of yourself?
Me: It's my "before" shot.
Trev: Before? Before what?
The words sink in, and he gives me that look.
Me: I'm getting my hair cut this week. Remember all the times I've asked you this week if you like my hair, if you think it would be good shorter, etc?
Trev: Yes, but...

So, needless to say, this conversation gave me doubts, but I made it to the appointment anyway. I have had the same hairstyle pretty much for the last 3-4 years.

I like it. It's nice to have a change, and much quicker to fix. I don't think Trev is sold on it, but I know he loves me anyway! :)


This coming weekend is my first tennis match in the USTA team tournament. I surprised myself with my emotional outburst during practice this week when my coach announced to me and everyone else that I would be playing singles. Ha ha. I am sort of laughing about it now, but at the time...let's just say I actually almost lost it and cried in front of everyone! Let me explain myself just a little. We have been practicing for months with team practices and late night practices with doubles strategies and playing. I have done pretty well with this, and have advanced nicely in my league play as well, winning most of my matches. I have finally gotten to a point where I can play doubles and not have to think of positioning and strategy so much, but just play it. And I LOVE it! I enjoy hitting a deep shot and then approaching the net and either volleying it with short play or putting it away with a powerful slam! Ha ha. ANYWAY, I have not played singles in a long time, and it's a whole different game. In my mind, not nearly as fun, and with tournament a week away, I realized my anticipation had changed to fear and disappointment. I guess this was pretty evident in my surprising pout that my coach actually sat down with me and gave me his pep talk and reasons why "Singles is my game!!" Hmmmm. Why can't it be my game after the tournament?
Okay, so I am psyching myself up for this thing now, and trying to rethink things positively. I'll let you know how it goes. I didn't know I could be such a dork about tennis competition.


Saturday, we threw a big surprise birthday bash for my Grandma Graesser. Or as Monkey D calls her Grandma Great Graesser. It was so fun to have a lot of my mom's family there. Isn't she a cutie? She has the best sense of humor and is always smiling and humming. Love you Grandma!


Saturday night was a wonderful way to wrap up the week. Trev and I played some doubles tennis with some good friends of ours right after the party. Then we came home, and since the weather was unbelievably summer-like, we roasted hotdogs, hamburgers and sausages in our backyard, and sat around our firepit. The kids jumped on the trampoline, laughing and playing while Trev and I sat by the fire and talked. MD joined us, and her sweet conversation was adorable. We were enjoying it thoroughly. After such an exhausting week, it was a nice change of pace. It was one of those times, when you feel so peaceful and thankful for all your blessings, and it seems too good to be true, you wish the moment could last. I guess sometimes we need those crazy weeks to make us appreciate the not so crazy moments, right?


11 comments:

jharmon said...

Shell, that was a great post! Your hair looks amazing! I just did the same thing a few weeks ago and Drew loves it now! Your grandma looks so sweet! I think you will do fantastic with your tennis match. I don't think you can fail at anything! good luck, I'm sure you won't need it!
Love
Jill

Aunt Pat said...

Your hair looks great! Can't wait to see you play tennis some day.

Mara said...

Best of luck with the tennis tournament--you'll have a great time and do awesome, I'm sure! I love the idea of a fire pit in the backyard . . .hmmmm

Krista Jensen said...

Shell, that was a beautiful post! I love your hair! I will call you today. Your evening in front of the fire sounds wonderful; just what the doctor would have ordered. You remember that little girl who tried out for little league and showed all those snickering boys what was what? She's still here, Sweetie. Lots of love.

Sants said...

Love your hair! Love your honest reaction to having a major change in your game goings-on. You will do great!

Kimberly said...

Hey Shelli, thanks for posting on my blog! I didn't realize that was you! It's fun to look at pics--I haven't seen Trevor in YEARS. And I love your hair--so tell Trevor to shape up! ;-)

Sants said...

Somehow I missed the comic at the top of your blog. Hilarious! I am going to use it on my blog - hope you don't mind!

Trev said...

ok, here's how Shelli's post match conversations go: Players: good game. One player to Shelli: you're good. I mean really good. And fast. You should play singles. Do you play singles?

I kid you not! And she always says "I'm not good at singles". I say "buck up and play your game, girl! You are a rockin' singles player!"

Matt, Nicki, Maizy and Hazel said...

Shelli...You are lookin' Great! I'm looking forward to having this baby so I can get in shape again. I love that you are playing tennis...Good Luck with your match! I would totally come watch if I were not on the other side of the world.

Kimi said...

Sassy!!! Love this post. Our lives are so full, aren't they?!!!

Gramma Spice said...

Okay, I'm your mom so I can brag...Shelli is a superstar when it comes to tennis!....a bit over the top, Shell? No not really. She won all the sets in the last two days of her tournament....you weren't voted MVP in HS for nothing, sister. I called Gramma and told her how the tournament was going, and she said she was thrilled for you...and that your Grampa (once a tennis champ of Buffalo, NY) would be VERY proud...I'm sure he's watching! Did you know your grandparents met on a tennis court?