Holy Smokes! Is that a ....

Yes folks, it is. My first triathlon schedule. It's been printed, posted, and I'm stickin' to it. I have 11 weeks. Am I crazy? Yup. Do I know what I'm getting into? Not a clue. Is it possible for me? Not sure, but I'm going to try. Now, there's just the slight problem of me not owning a bike ...

Hey Bird!

We are home from our vacation. We had a great time but we're exhausted. My legs still hurt and my kids are completely out of whack. I'm ready for Maui ... by myself ... maybe with Gator ... and a tall cool one. *sigh* Someday. More on our trip later. What we did come home to (besides a filthy house and laundry up to our armpits) was this -- Well, not the nest. That was there when we left. The birds have hatched! Teensy baby birds are cheep cheeping their teeny tiny guts out! Mama and Daddy bird must be so proud! They spend their day searching my grass for worms and when it's meal time, the little fluffs wake up and go bonkers! Their little voices are so cute!

Oh, Mama ... or Daddy ... such good little providers!