Between Chris, Steve, Justin, and Emily's phone call, there were a lot of laughs. And between Maija's bacon-wrapped weinies and Wanda's meatballs, there was a lot of good food too!
I often think about how blessed I am to be part of such a fantastic group. What are the chances of a bunch of random people all being so nice, accepting, clean-spoken, and temper-free on the court? (Not to mention, good volleyball players?) As we left the party, Isaac asked me how everyone in the group knows each other. I couldn't answer, but I guess it doesn't matter.
Sorry the picture's so blurry. My camera is acting up.
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