Back in the good ole' days when he was much younger, Kenneth loved to play tennis at the local country club. My sister and her family lived on the country club grounds to keep an eye on things at night. The day after I graduated high school, I came to stay with my sister for the summer and soon took advantage of all the country club had to offer.
Picture this...an 18 year old girl, fresh out of high school, never been to a country club in my life nor had I ever picked up a tennis racket. The closest I had come to a tennis racket was playing badminton in the back yard; and I don't think that counts.
Then I met Kenneth.
If you've ever been an 18 year old girl, you know what happens when you meet a tall, handsome guy with the bluest eyes you've ever seen. I'm talking eyes so blue you want to get lost in them. That's right. Before I knew it I had bought a tennis racket...not even caring that I was about to make a fool out of myself.
The things a girl will do to catch the eye of a man!
Luckily, before long, he was trying to teach me to play tennis. I never became very good at it but I really didn't mind because, after all, our final score was...
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Too cute Kat,
ReplyDeletefor a minute there I thought you were talking about my hubby. He loves tennis. He can sleep to the thwack, grunt, thwack of a tennis match while I grab for earplugs.
The last time, I tried to play a game with him, the dog ran away with the ball.
Keep up the stories, you have a fan.
Dear Gene Pool Diva,
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What a sweet post, I love it a lot! You guys are very cute!
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