Reed's Rat Race

RESPONSIBILITY, that's what.  I was listening to the radio at work this morning and the weather man said that the nice parts of Tennessee and North Carolina were going to get a healthy layer of snow this weekend.  "Cool!" I thought.  So I called up Angela. "Hey Ang, lets load up the kids and head to the mountains this weekend." "Okay," she says.  "Where to?" So we look at weather reports for Gatlinburg and Maggie Valley and snow reports from the small ski areas that are within a day's drive of here.  After perusing the web sites, we realize that while Gavin and Izzy can be enrolled in ski classes, none of the ski areas offer day care for Milla.  When it becomes apparent that things aren't going to work out for us skiing wise, we look at just going to one of the nice aquariums in Chattanooga or Atlanta.  After 45 minutes of not coming to a solid plan I vote to think it over for a while and talk again after lunch.  So we hang

Woot!  Went into the doctor last Friday and had some x-rays taken.  As the doctor was walking into the exam room, he told me the x-rays looked good.  Then he said, "Lets cut that cast off and get you outta here." That's when I told him I had already cut it off...two weeks ago!  I will say this:  Dremels are a handy tool to have around.  Anyway, I rode the Buell into work this morning.  16 deg F and my breath was freezing on the inside of my visor but I was smiling the whole way to work.  Woot!