Moved 10,400 pounds of mulch today; I have to move another 8,000 pounds tomorrow. Now it’s time for a steak!
Overheard from Mary: “Uh-oh look Daddy, Look!”, as she points to my stomach. “Santa belly!”
Time to get running again. I guess 8 miles wasn’t enough for today.
While running the Jack Quinn’s run tonight I kept hearing some guy right behind me. I’d speed up and then he’d speed up. I tried to slow down to let him pass and he would slow down. I was starting to get really irritated until, at the end of the first mile, I realized that what I was hearing was my car keys rattling in the back pocket of my running shorts. Boy I ran a fast first mile.
I know that as a parent I’m supposed to teach my girls the right way to pronounce things but I love it when they call it sunscream
Waitress: What’s your name?
Waitress: And, how old are you?
Mary (as the waitress walks away): Those questions weren’t hard. She should have asked me, like… what’s 20 + 20?
WARNING: Eating smores requires putting your hair in a ponytail first.
WARNING: Eating smores
How does a person go about watching the Olympics if he does not have cable?
Mary: “Anyway, there’s lots of Oreos in life Daddy.”
We are all still safe and sound in Monument, CO. We evacuated about 20 miles to the north. Unfortunately, it seems like I may have done something to anger the gods because they are pre-evacuating Palmer Lake area (5 miles west).