My grandma is already back at her home, thank God. She is doing better, but I'm sure she'd appreciate it if prayers are being said for her for her still :)
Tennis was super fun today. We've been playing doubles the past two classes, and I'm finally getting the hang of serving the ball into the correct area (more or less). I love having that class first thing in the morning, because it wakes me up and gets me energized for the rest of the day. However, this class has been a friendly reminder to me that I do NOT like being corrected or told what to do unless, a) I ask for it, or b) the person correcting me is an actual instructor. Jake kept innocently trying to help me on how to make my forehand swing better, and telling me what I was doing that was messing me up a few times, and I would glare at him through my sunglasses or grit my teeth and say something like "I know" or "I'm trying" or just flat out ignore him. Poor guy. I later explained the reasoning behind my irritation toward him, and said that's just how I am, and he was like, "Yeah, I've noticed that." Ha. Sigh...oh well. I think he'll forgive me of this flaw.
I made two loaves of zucchini bread the other day...and all I have to say is that I live alone, and yet both loaves will probably be gone soon. It's so yummy for breakfast with yogurt and Costa Rican coffee :) I think I'll go nibble on some now...
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