Still smiling over a wisecrack from one of our pickleball gang this morning.

When any of the eight women muffs a shot, she often emits a groan of pain and frustration. It gets downright funny:





I said I wanted to have an audio made to commemorate all these funny sound effects.

That’s when our pickleballer put it into proper context:

“Sounds like when I was in labor!”


Like as a woman with child,

that draweth near the time of her delivery,

is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs;

so have we been in thy sight, O Lord.

–Isaiah 26:17

By Susan Darst Williams • 6/30/2020 • • © 2020