Happy days

I am not doing one of those #100happydays things, but I tell you, if I were, today’s might have been “Went to the frosh-soph volleyball game and all the varsity girls came and sat with me to watch.”  I felt like a mother hen with her chicks.  (Very tall, athletic chicks.)  I couldn’t stay for their game–it was delayed because the opposing team’s bus was late, and the junior varsity squad had to play first, and I had to go meet the Snork Maiden.  But I’ll catch one soon.

 

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