After my last post about not liking sports, here is a post about liking them. Last night, at the sport's banquet at Carrie's school, she received the MVP award for volleyball (for the second year in a row). I won't say it wasn't expected because, well, she was the most valuable player. And, while I'm at it, she's number four in her senior class.
I really shouldn't call the thing last night a banquet because the food never showed up -- we usually have barbecue with all the trimmings -- but the caterer got mixed up on the date and the athletic director didn't know until they didn't show up. Here's a suggestion -- always confirm the caterer the morning of the event. But now that I think about it, I'm not sure we confirmed anything on the morning of Shannon's wedding. Everybody showed up, though.
Speaking of Shannon, she has just received a lovely diploma which says "Master of Business Administration in Healthcare Administration". We're very proud of her for continuing her education. She never had a chance to look for a job in Florence -- she and Greg bought their first house in South Carolina and, within weeks of settling in, Greg got a promotion (he works for CSX railroad) and they are moving close to Charlotte, North Carolina -- next week, actually. They'll be about the same distance from us as they were -- and, being close to a bigger city will be nice for them. I really like Charlotte myself -- between volleyball and concerts, we've been there quite a few times. By the way, we're quite proud of Greg, too -- every parent hopes their child marries someone who is willing to work hard to get ahead. I know of some heartbreak, in other families, with children making poor decisions and my heart goes out to them. There's one thing I've discovered, though, you can give your children everything they need to make it in this world, but they have to take advantage of what you've provided.
I suppose I should talk about Wesley, too. He's at Georgia Tech -- funnily enough the University of Georgia's arch rival -- not sure where the match-up is this year (see, I told you I don't keep up with things like this) -- but I know Wesley will be here for Thanksgiving, then go either to Athens or back to Atlanta for the game on the Saturday after. Maybe since those horrid and embarrassing after-game photos came out, football fans will be on their best behavior and not trash anything. Anyway, he's doing very well in a hard school so we're proud of him, too. I haven't seen him since he cut all of his hair off so that should be interesting. When I saw his photo on Facebook, I hardly recognized my own boy!
So, I'm starting my Thanksgiving early by being thankful for my four kids. I'm proud of them all.
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