Did I ever mention Brendon & I took a trip to Wichita, Kansas? We did a few weeks ago & had so much fun! Wichita is the place we would like to go for the next two years of our lives, but all we can do is write that down & leave the rest to fate. Kansas, Utah, or Arizona...where will we go for our next adventure?!? It (the rotations match) consumes every thought & conversation these days with friends & classmates. We're all talked out about it, yet we all seem to talk more about it with everyone. The anticipation is killing us...all of us. In just over a month, we'll know where we're going & we can go back to regular topics of conversation.
So...Wichita. When we first drove into the city/town, I didn't like it. I didn't
On another note, we've also had an injury. By "we" I mean Brendon. He played in a basketball tournament & his team lost. Brendon stuck around & someone needed another team member, so Brendon jumped on the court, only to get jumbled in a mess under the net. He jumped up (& he jumps HIGH ;)) landed on the side of his foot (impact was hard from his high, high jump) & Brendon came home on crutches. I had been sick with a viral infection & had been sleeping from 6-9 PM. I just happened to be awake eating my bowl of cereal to feed my baby (I wasn't hungry), when Brendon walks in with crutches & tells me we'll find out the following day if it is broken or sprained. Fortunately, it's not broken & Brendon can now get along fine. He's just frustrated now that it's interfering with his volleyball life. To be honest, I feel bad for the guy!
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One of his classmates asked what happened & when he realized it happened while playing basketball, not volleyball, he told Brendon, "You gotta stick to what ya know!" Brendon says he's done with basketball (...at least for a little bit).
Well, I guess I better get to the inevitable...


