Potty Talk...
So the big news is that I received the Superbowl ring I have been dreaming of yesterday. There was nothing in the envelope but a box with a ring engraved with an outline of the great state of Utah, but I will assume this is the '05 State Chump ring. It is a little big so either they got the sizes mixed up or my fingers are skinnier than they were in June of '05; I hear that happens with age. I may get it re-fitted for my all new skinny fingers. Big ups to whoever made it happen for getting me this at a point when you could have flaked and no one would faulted you too much.
In other big, big news, Haley didn't pee all night and then got up and went in the potty. This is a big step forward and I'm sure you are all just as excited as I am. Does it make up for yesterday when she peed on herself twice and pooped once? I guess you would have to ask Kelly. Two steps forward, three back or whatev, but I think there is progress and that is good. Good for Kelly's sanity anyway, which in turn is good for mine.
Speaking of my sanity; on Monday, I lost it. I'm not gonna bore you with details. Suffice to say it was a dark day despite things going generally my way. I spoke to Coach Chuck about it, and we determined I should start riding bikes or something. I did and it worked. I am absolutely convinced that I am physiologically addicted to endorphins or somesuch related to exercise. I wonder what will happen when I finally pull the pin on the bike game for real. Kinda scary.
Had bike practice yesterday and rode up into the snow, which didn't take very long. Some good stuff occured and then some bad stuff occured and finally some goodness ended the festivities. None of it really worth sharing. What might be is that there was a guy coming down the hill we were climbing in baggies with tights underneath and a face mask on. Being that he was guarding his identity, we shouted, "Are you the Mop?". He waved, which I will take as a yes. One more noteworthy item from the ride is that Sleevie was wearing toe warmers. These are a total unnecessary California geek accessory and I gave him the business about it. He was adamant that they were totally necessary, but we all know that he is a compulsive liar.
In almost news, I almost hit out for California last night after work. I had Kelly just about ready to start packing when we decided that it wouldn't be all that fun what with the potty training and everything. I think we're both scared that we are going to lose our ability to road trip at the drop of a hat, and what with me starting a new jobby-job next week, those kind of efforts will be curtailed a bit. I reckon we made the right choice, but the temptation was pretty strong.
More pointlessnesses later,
RB