I'm not even going to try and update the goings-on of the last few years here. Again, those of you who really care to know those details already know most of the what went on anyway. I guess since it is January, though, I could give a quick rundown (probably in reverse order because that's how my mind is going right now) of the highlights of 2012.
Christmas was good. Santa came and delivered his usual cache of goodies. Ate all my damn cookies and milk...
But people were happy.
I am training to run the Chicago Marathon in October. Thanks Wendy. What a great idea. Wendy and Ricky and probably a few others are planning on doing it with me. Or maybe I'm planning on doing it with them (?) I've already begun my training, because not only do I intend to torture myself once, I thought it'd be a great idea to add to that torture a pre-marathon half marathon for the Indy 500 Festival. I'm pretty proud of sticking to my training schedule right through the bubonic plague - yeah - I still don't really know what I'm thinking. But I have some good shoes. They better be good shoes, anyway, for what I paid for them.
Halloween went off without a hitch. We claimed big dividends in Hobart.
We visited Wendy, Chris, and the kids in Virginia. I guess I'm back tracking there. We had Thanksgiving dinner with her and her family and it was great. That's where I got the hair brained idea that it was a good idea to run 26.2 miles at once...
At some point we acquired a new horse. In a nutshell, the people that had her were, um, "high energy" let's say and she is a "high energy" (read: borderline crazy) horse. Their energies multiplied themselves into nothing short of an equine disaster. She was free. And she's pretty. She makes good company for Harley and isn't too bad to ride, as long as you remain the calm one.
The cat had kittens. We got a quick set pool. My sister and the girls came to visit. Vincent graduated from Culver's Junior Woodcraft camp. We only got a few (2 I think) black eyes from baseball practice - learning the very important rule of keeping the mitt in front of the ball. Ricky smoked meat and we ate till we were sick. We went to Disneyworld in April. That was fun. I think most of you have seen those pictures. The whole trip was kept a secret until we left for the airport.
Vincent is going to play baseball and football again. I got a new job. Well. Kind of. I relocated to the Crimes Against Children unit and I feel like that's going to be a good move for me. I guess there's no need to make forecasts. I'll try my best to keep this updated on a semi-regular basis. Hope you all come back - if I'm not getting hits to the blog I'm gonna quit :). Again.
More to come...