Tennis is Back, Kid is Sick
Well, Tennis is back. The Australian Open is good because it ends an annual dry spell of tennis, but overall it’s my least favorite of the major tournaments, mostly because the Australian fans are rubes. It’s not rugby, just shut your pieholes already. Yesterday’s controversy was not caused by native Australians, though.
One good thing about the Australian Open this year is that it marks the return of Justine Henin, my favorite player on either the men’s or women’s side. In May of 2008 (right before the French Open, her best tournament), Henin retired after 62 straight weeks at being ranked #1 in the world. No one has ever retired at #1 before. Since she left, there has been no clear-cut #1 player on the women’s side (though Serena Williams might disagree with that statement). There have been five number ones in the past nineteen months, none for more than a few months at a time. Henin has already been called the best player of her generation, despite being 5’6″ and under 130 pounds. The feeling is that she wants to win Wimbledon to solidify her legacy. She seems in excellent form thus far, like she never left.
Stephen seems a bit ill. His nose has been running a little for two days or so, and today when I got him up from his afternoon nap, his whole head was just radiating heat. I gave him some baby Tylenol and his temperature is currently 99.1°F and he seems to be feeling slightly better. He has been short on naps today, so I am hoping he takes a third nap soon… actually that may have just happened, though he keeps startling and waking himself up.
I have a breakfast smoothie that I have been perfecting. I have cut out the added sugar with my newest version. A banana, a strawberry/banana yogurt, milk, frozen strawberries, a few ice cubes, and a touch of vanilla extract (approximate nutrition information). It’s quite a hearty meal and I can prepare and eat it in less than five minutes.
I have been in a bit of a slump with making/recording songs lately. I have started several songs in buzz, but they are going nowhere. It has actually been long enough that I am somewhat worried, though I have thought several times before that I was “finished,” and it naturally worked its way back into my life. I just can’t force it.. there is no point in doing it if it is not fun.