Leah just called and said that it took two mover mens about four minutes to move the treadmill from the den upstairs down to the garage. It would have taken my OCD self 4 minutes to decide whether to take the treadmill down heavy-end first, or light-end first. My nights of parking inside are over, I guess, but my nightly runs are about to start. For that reason, I am BACK. Boston '08! Or maybe '09!
Hey, Leah's going to San Diego in a couple of weeks and I'll get to park inside while she's away (because she'll drive her car to the airport and park in the deck).
Leah doesn't like Pop-Tarts.
Jack is one year old today. He was on NBC13 this morning. We have it DiVoed if any of you didn't see it. He was born at 6:17 PM, so we have a couple of more hours before he is one year EXACTLY.
I'm going to reserve complete judgment until I've actually heard or read the speech, but President Bush is going to be on TV tonight asking for some more money. And some more troops. Given the alternatives that the Democrats gave me (AlGore2.0 and the Mike Shula of Politics John Kerry), I'd still vote for Bush if I had it to do all over again, but wow.