Often times when I would visit new churches back in the States I would most always look through the bulletin to see what type of ministries they have to post college-not yet married-married without children-type people and also what the names of those ministries are. Some names are very clever and cute but my home church just called the group "20-Somethings". As of Thursday of this week, 12 January, I can no longer attend that group because I no longer fit the label of "20-Somethings". I have now reached my 3rd decade and am embarking on the journey of my thirties!
To celebrate my birthday my family and I stayed at a guesthouse in Jinja, Uganda where we enjoyed good pizza, swimming, and quality time as a fam. One of my gifts that I received was a package of new tennis balls. (the story behind this is that I eventually want to put a concrete slab in our yard so that I can hit tennis balls against the wall to relieve stress :). As I opened the lid of the container, peeled back the seal, the magnificent scent of new tennis balls wafted up to my nostrils and I thought to myself, "I LOVE the smell of new tennis balls." Then I began thinking about other things that I simply enjoy the smell of. Here they are (not in any particular order): the inside of a new pair of running shoes, new tennis balls, patchouli, my wife's peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, and freshly cut grass.
What things do you like the smell of?
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| You can't tell by the squint of my face but these tennis balls smelled very nice. Even Nico got to enjoy the smell :) |
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| Levi enjoying the poolside in the shade! |
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| Tan line! |
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| The receding hair line is why I wear hats! Actually, it's because I wear hats that I probably have such a bad hair line :) |
4 comments:
Happy Birthday cousin! You, Michelle and I all get to start our new decade together. Cheers cousin!
Happy Birthday Bobby! Such cute pictures - - And I love your shirt Rach! :)
~Nora
Happy Birthday! The 30s are fun, you will LOVE them :) Oh and I also very much enjoy the smell of new tennis balls!!
Bobby, I too love seeing what churches call their various groups... as a single 35 year old, I feel like I don't fit anywhere, but life is still good.
I enjoy the smells of new leather, Dad's curry, and ocean water.
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