Our Weekend

So I sat down to write my blog today since I decided that it didn't make much sense to have a blog but only update it every two or three weeks, but I started thinking - "Hey is this background really the best one for my blog?" - Then I froze and thought, "wait a minute... am I scrapbooking? Has this whole blog thing been crafty attempt by Heather to get me into scrapbooking??" After that I wasn't nearly as concerned with my background. And as long as I don't have to use funny scissors or, more importantly, spend millions of dollars on every conceivable type of paper, sticker, cutout, fastener, soldering iron, etc, I'll probably be able to manage. On to our weekend!!....

So late last summer, Heather and I bought bikes and a pull-behind trailer for towing the girls and, confident that by this part of the summer of '08, we'd be practially silly with bike-related family memories. So it was with a heavy conscience that we finally got around to dusting off the cobwebs and lowering them from their lofty resting place on our garage ceiling nearly midway through July. And I genuinely felt bad about it......... for about 20 minutes......... then the reality set in that since the last time I'd mounted my steed, not only had I passed nearly an entire year to fall even further out of shape, but the mass of my progeney had increased by nearly 150 percent!! (Jane having been too young to ride in the trailer last summer and Grace having increased - surprisingly a lot - in size).

We finished off our weekend with dinner at my Mom's house (sorry Dad, Mom said its her house unless you're here) and an excellent lasagna that hit the spot and finished off the weekend on a definite positive note. Now I'm procrastinating doing the dishes before going to bed and thinking that this is definitely one of those weekends that could have benefitted from an extra day.

And... since I don't believe in posting without including a picture... here's one of some chickens playing soccer, or futbol to our south-of-the-border chicken friends.