Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Recently I decided to volunteer to coach a CYO fourth grade girl's volleyball team. I kept seeing this message in our bulletin about how a volleyball coach was still needed. I was afraid that if they didnt get a coach, the girls wouldnt be able to play. So I mentioned this to one of Cookie's friend's mom's one day. She called me after she had been to practice for her daughter and said a coach was still needed and that she had mentioned me to the person heading up the volleyball. So I figured I better put my money where my mouth was and called. I immediately got sucked in. I later learned that all the girls would have gotten to play, if I hadn't volunteered, but hardly for anytime due to CYO participation rules.

The most intriguing part about this is I was never a volleyball player. So I take on this team and I am frantically reading books to learn the proper skills and scoring and bizarre CYO participation rules. Luckily it is the first year the girls can play so we're all kinda learning together. Today was our first game and we lost the match in straight games, but it was much closer than I thought it would be and I was proud of the girls. However, I have already run into a jerk of an opposing coach. He purposily called a time out to break the concentration of one my team's servers that was on a tear. It stunk of bad sportmanship. So far the experience has been pretty good. I'm sure soon I will be getting complaints from parents-but I will just kindly say they had the chance to coach and didnt want to.

The boys are adjusting to school and seem to like it. Last week we did another bike adventure and this time we were joined by John. This was a shorter ride about six miles and we got to put our bikes on a train and ride the train to get dropped off. The boys are also doing gymnastics and seem to enjoy it. Mojo especially has taken to it and it is good to see him find something that he likes.