Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
The petting zoo was great. The look on Vicki's face is because the donkeys were making funny noises!
This little piggy was hiding under the sheep. They had about 10 little piggies in the pen, and they were all very afraid!
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Now, I give him crap about riding with a windshield, but Vicki is the queen of giving him crap! She called him a wimp as soon as she saw it!
Confuscious say: He who rides with windshield is old!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
- Sit-ups or stomach crunches 10 minutes/day, 5 days/week
- tennis, handball or basketball 3 times/week
- jogging 20 minutes/day, 3 days/week
- push-ups, pull-ups, chin-ups, or working with dumbbells 4 times/week
Now, even though I think that list is a little excessive for a 9-yr-old, I told her that we'll start working out a little more together. Let me remind you, she wants to do this...I am not forcing this on her.
Fast forward to yesterday at Vicki's school. D and I went to the Turkey Run at Vicki's request. It's where the kids run a mile and compete for prizes. 1st place wins a turkey, 2nd place and 3rd place each win a pumpkin pie. The girls run first. While they are running, we notice the coach is a little chunky herself. D said, "Is that the coach?" We surmised that it was, indeed, the coach. D said, "Why is she fat?" No lie, here...she was big. And it wasn't muscle...it was fat. One of her thighs equals two of mine. And she was petite, too, so she REALLY didn't wear it well at all. So now I'm thinking about Vicki's 'results' sheet, and how she's supposed to be doing all of this working out to get in shape. The issue here is, if your coach is fat and telling you to work out more, doesn't that make her a hypocrit??
As the girls' race came to an end, we noticed that the coach was talking to the 2nd and 3rd place winners, away from everyone else. D said, "She's probably trying to get their pumpkin pies!"
BTW...Vicki did not come in last, either. She had 7 or 8 girls come in behind her. She's not an overachiever when it comes to physical fitness, but she's my kid and I love her.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Spotsy is a 12+ year-old Dalmation-Border Collie mix. She has been with us for 2 years now, and she is a lover, not a fighter.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Monday, November 5, 2007
Friday, November 2, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Today is my 10-year wedding anniversary. I bet you didn't know I was married to the best man in the world.
Daryl, I can still remember the night we met, when I called you a cowboy, and George told me I didn't "want any of that". Good thing he was only partially joking - as he was the best man at our wedding!
We have been through some of the most challenging times of our lives together, and we've had some of the most fulfilling times together, as well. Everyone I knew thought I was crazy to "marry the guy with 3 kids", but I knew what I wanted. Raising those kids wasn't all rosy, or peace and light - and I had a few reality checks along the way, but I wouldn't change those years for anything in the world. Everyone now knows: those are "my kids". and you don't mess with them - ever! And Vicki was a wonderful surprise when we thought I couldn't have any children; I can't imagine life without her.
You have taught me to love myself, and accept myself for who I am. I have learned that it's okay to do things a little differently than others do; okay to go off the beaten path. You give me the courage to do those things, day-in and day-out, and if I fail, you are always there to support me.
You are simply, the man of my dreams. You are the song my heart sings to, and I can't imagine my life without you in it. Here's to a decade of love, laughs and tears. Let's pull out all the stops and have many, many more!
I love you, Babe. Happy Anniversary!