So, I asked my friend R to teach me how to play tennis. I've always loved the sport and wanted to learn. Being an academic usually means sitting inside all day long reading, writing or grading. The few opportunities I have to go outside and move around are very valuable. I had my first lesson Monday evening. It was a blazing night--- 90 degrees F with high humidity. After about an hour or so, we were both drenched in sweat and called it a night. (after a brief stop for some well-deserved but rather counter-productive ice cream at Maggie Moo's) I got home and felt so icky I couldn't wait to take a shower. I walked into my bedroom and immediately began to peel off my sweaty layers--- first the shirt over the head and my shorts were around my knees when I heard, "Woooooooo, yeah baby!!"
I looked to my right where the sound had come from and realized with dismay that the blinds in my bedroom were up. A group of three guys (my neighbors in the next building) were on their deck having an evening beer and got about half of a free peep-show from me! They raised their beers to me and cheered. I was so mortified I had no idea what to do. I'm not sure why I reacted the way I did, perhaps it was the fire drill training I had in elementary school or all the war movies I've watched with my boyfriend but....I hit the dirt. I literally dove on the floor and Vietnam War-style crawled over to the window, crouched in the corner and managed to close the blinds from there. After which I heard, "Awwwww..." neighbor-side. Sorry fellas, nothin' more to see here! How's that for spice, right?
Other than that brief, shining moment of complete idiocy on my part, things have been pretty great so far. The weather is currently gray, overcast, cool and rainy---- aka the BEST weather ever. I love days like this. God bless hurricanes! My classes are going well (both teaching and taking). I really feel like I'm hitting my stride here or, at least, getting very comfortable and confident. My health is perfectly fine now, thank goodness--though I do have a rather awesome scar on my neck now (I just tell people I got into a knife fight in Brazil). As boring and cheesy as it may sound, I'm just plain happy :)
2 comments:
"Woooooooo, yeah baby!!"
R
Uhm...I think people who read this entry assume that is you in the picture.
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