When I was in Chattanooga this weekend Bo, Brynne and I watched Stranger than fiction. It was interesting and cute enough to keep me awake even though I was tired. I liked the part where she offeres him cookies and he says he doesn't like them but then he takes a bite and tadaaaa - he does like them. (By the way I have a feeling that's exactly how I am with cookies. I always say I don't like them and look at me... I'm becoming a lover of peanut butter cookies.) This really wasn't meant to be about cookies. What I was going to say is that I love tennis. But often I don't realize how much I love it till I play it. I played only a few times this summer and I enjoyed it greatly. Sometimes I feel like I still belong on the court. Maybe I'm just making it up... But it sure feels good to hit the ball real hard and make it go where you want it to go and serve real hard and think about how the heck does Serena Williams make her serves so fast... It's wonderful! I love tennis. I think I should play more often.