When last we left off, our hero had just felt the icy grip of defeat upon his neck…
Yeah, anyway, I got home and ate an incredible amount of food. Then, as Kelly suggested, we hit up the BYU Creamery. Say what you will about BYU, but those kids know what they’re doing when it comes to the ice cream.
Sunday, known among some circles as father’s day, we went for a ride in the morning. I managed to double flat the rikshaw for the first time. Luckily, the second was close to home, so after letting the girls play at the park a bit, I just cruised it in.
We did the full church deal, which was a first for me in ages. And a last, as my next three Sundays are spoken for.
Watched a wee bit of the Tour de Suisse and then spent the afternoon/evening playing with the girls in the backyard while Kelly made tacos. This provided a nice test as Dan and I stopped at “the always delicious Taco Bell” on our way home from the road race Saturday. What do you know, homemade food outkicks prepackaged, trucked in frozen goodness. In any case, I am pretty sure I could eat Mexican for every meal. Maybe I should move there. Or not.
As I type this, my man the J-Rad is hopping the air bus to Japan for two months. We will miss you, Tiger. Thanks for driving down so much this spring. He is going there to study snow. It seems like they have plenty in Montana and he wouldn’t need to go that far. Plus, all you need to know is that no two flakes are alike. I learned that a long time ago, but I guess not everyone is as quick as me.
EDIT: DON’T FORGET TO WATCH INTERVENTION TONIGHT!!!!!!!!
EDIT AGAIN- NEWSFLASH- Haley swims like a fish (almost) at lessons v. 2.0. I’m sure Kelly will have full details at her place soon.