Rockin’ Zoot

In case you don’t read the same places I do, my friend Zoot today ran her first half marathon. It surely won’t be her last, and she did awesome – especially in the cold, the wet, the nasty weather she had.

Go give her an internet high five or something, she deserves it. Or perhaps margaritas. That might work, too.

Finish line

Kids at the party.

Lost our last soccer game, but are now playing that team again tomorrow for the championship.

Aggie’s blew it with 20 seconds left.

My wife cooked tenderloin for dinner, and I have red wine in hand. Any questions?

Half-way

Let’s see. So far today:

Three soccer games. Won all three. One more game to go, in about an hour.

Watching Aggie game. Won’t mention the score, it was tied not too long ago.

Pizza party – I missed it, but my wife and two kids made it. Still have brownies leftover.

Saw my niece, for about ten minutes. God damn, she’s too young to be eighteen already. I remember rocking and burping her and singing rock songs softly so she would sleep. That couldn’t have been seventeen and a half years ago.

Could it?