Ew...Mondays. They suck to begin with because you easily fall into to lovely rhythm of doing absolutely nothing over the two days in the weekend, and then you're back to getting up at the crack of dawn and heading back to the tedious hellhouse they call school for nine freaking classes! That's right, folks, nine classes. I have nine on Mondays...and no lunch, off, nothing! To make the day even more relentless, we had a scrimmage today against Overland. Now, let me tell you one thing: We played them last year, and the people I played couldn't even hit the ball over the net. So it didn't really seem like anything too exciting to me...woohoo! We get to go play pretend tennis! I got to play number one JV today, but even so, the people I played COULD NOT play. My partner and I had to explain to them the dumbest stuff, like "All right: When you are serving, after every point, you switch sides. And this is how you score: love, fifteen, thirty, forty, game. And there's six games in a set. To win a match, you have to win two of three games." Blah, blah, blah. For crying out loud, what do their coaches do all day? Watch them try to hit the ball over the net while they pick their noses? I mean, seriously. The least they could do is teach the kids how to play tennis. Really. Anyway, we played in the snow. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, snow. It was snowing...not just little drizzly snow, either. We're talking Colorado snow. Yikes. The coaches just really did not want to call off the scrimmege, though. I guess that was good, because everyone ended up playing. And poor Overland didn't spend forty five minutes driving here for nothing. We did that last year: drove an hour to Ponderosa, and when we got there, it rained. Pooey. They made US drive up there again next week. Yucky, let me tell you. I don't even like going to their school. They're mean! At a volleyball game there last year, the guys attacked me, and it was scary! Grr. Anyway...it was a long day, and I'm glad Monday is over. And it's CSAP testing for me tomorrow...