The first serve came in fast and off the glass.

Ooof.

I had a padel match last night, and I could give you a list of excuses. City traffic turned an hour drive into an hour and a half. The match started eight minutes after I walked in. I was up first, with barely a warm up and my head still stuck in traffic.

But the ball doesn’t know you sat in traffic.

The first set went by fast. Somewhere in there, I told myself what I’d tell my kids. You’re out there, so do the best you can, and have fun.

The have fun part is what I held on to. It kept us in the game a little longer.

My opponents were good, and they came prepared. I did my best in the moment. Not my best showing, but the best I had that night.

This morning I was back at it. Not to prove anything. I just have a lot more to learn, and when another chance comes, I want to walk in ready.

Next time, I’m leaving earlier. The have fun part, I’m always bringing with me.

TODAY’S PICKS

THE FEATURE

Raising Mom.

Her mother had a very happy childhood. It started at 81.

THE REFLECTION

Love And Texas Hold’Em.

Pocket aces win 80% of the time. She folded anyway.

Lowered Expectations.

Finally, a home magazine with realistic standards. The throw pillows are on the floor and nobody is folding a fitted sheet.

THE WILDCARD

The Happy Meal For Grown-Ups.

Restaurants are bringing back the Happy Meal. This time the toy comes with a martini.

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If you know someone who'd love this, send it to them.

That's the whole ask.

My answer:

A dirty martini. The prize? Blue cheese olives.

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