We played through the rain, sun, rain-and-sun combination, rainbows, the smacking of the forearms from the wet, sandy ball, and smack-talking competition. About two-thirds of the way through the evening, half of our players had deserted, but Rob, Marie, Bonnie, Maureen, Glen and I played some serious 3-on-3 v-ball. By that time, we really didn't care that it was raining because we were soaked and sandy. And then the sun came back out and it was beautiful anyway. It was a blast!
As soon as I get some pictures from the evening, I'll post 'em.
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As I said in the email...What began the evening as the "Dirty Dozen" evolved into six hardcore- slightly demented/ disgustingly dirty/ thunderstorm & rainbow lovin'-volleyball freaks. Love it!
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