The Munchkins

What Entertainment Should Be

Shelly is such a good mom. Yesterday after work I stopped by their house to check out the new fancy pants espresso machine they bought just in time to see Shelly pulling Dawson on a wakeboard behind the mule. Hilarious! Creative fun is still alive. Thank goodness.

As Jack Johnson would say, "Where'd All the Good People Go?"

Life seems to be a sequence of lessons in letting go. Yup, that's right. Here I am again in the process of cutting ties that bind me to dead weight. For whatever reason, I feel hopeful that I have just opened myself up to something greater than what I have had in the past because of the newest separation in my life. Let's hope that I use more discretion from here on out in the friend selection process. Perhaps an preliminary questionnaire should be a requirement with questions like:

1. Are you a douche bag?

2. Are you emotionally stupid?

I think 2 questions are enough. Actually question #1 tells me everything I need to know. If yes, NO NEED TO APPLY. Ahhh well... moving on.

Soaking up the California Sun... (some of us!)

Thanks to John and Sonya we got to spend 3 laid back days in San Diego last week. Got some awesome runs in, ate decadent desserts and spent time at the beach! Life doesn't get much better than that!

Stupid Wrist

I've done it again... Last night Ced & I were at the gym doing incline sit ups with an 8 pound ball which involved throwing the ball. I was doing the sit ups and when I sat up and tossed the ball to Ced something in my wrist snapped and sent some serious pain up my arm. It feels like it did when I originally hurt it at the airport. GREAT. So, today here I sit at my desk with a bootleg ice pack on it. Tomorrow I'm getting it checked out.

Bryanna's Not-So-Hidden Talent

Conversation with Mom

Mom: Hello?

Me: Hi! What are you up to?

Mom: I'm on my way to Arlan and Sheryl's house to get a load of rotten poop for Zach and Carmen's Anniversary. Carmen is going to be so excited!

Me: Are you serious? Excited about poop?

Mom: She's been wanting a load for her lawn... It's not everyday that you get a present like that!

Me: For future reference, I never want a load of poop for my anniversary... EVER.