60 Degrees and Muddy

I can tell spring is on the way because there’s a mud trail from the kitchen through the dining room. Some people wait for the first robins but, for me, spring is on the way when the dogs have mud from their pads to their bellies.

I think Micah’s trying to get a cold but we’re fighting hard against it. Speaking of Micah, he’s decided that he wants to play hockey. I’m not too concerned about it yet. I figure the first time we take him to the Pettit Center for ice skating he’ll change his mind. TJ told me not to worry too much. She says, “sure, he’ll probably break his nose a few times and lose some teeth, but it’s not as dangerous as football.” Yeah, that made me feel much better.

Let’s see, what else is new? I took my first yoga class last Saturday. I signed up for a 10-week course and really did enjoy the first one. TJ started her own classes a few weeks ago. She’s taking up Kendo. Not familiar with that term? It’s Japanese sword fighting. No one should really be surprised. It’s her sort of thing. She’s very happy with her classes and I can already see some changes in her body and confidence levels. I won’t go into how that affects me.

I have a list of other stuff I want to write about but I’m super tired and want to relax and read for a bit before bed. Micah is sleeping and TJ’s in the bath so I want to take advantage of the quiet.

Hasta luego.