So, I definitely flying out to Philadelphia this Friday for Appletell. Question is, how to get there. Flights from Cleveland or Akron are crazy expensive, for some reason, and Columbus and Pittsburgh are too far to drive to. So...what? I don't know. We'll see what they're willing to pay, because I sure ain't. Looks like I'll be flying out Thursday night and returning Friday night. Not thrilled about it, but there are solid reasons for the trip, which will one day be revealed.
Home half the day yesterday with the boy, who'd puked the night before and that morning. By the time I got home to Tieraney could work her half day, Sam was fine. Watched some movies, played some games. He seems to be good now, since his fever is down and he's back to his normal loud self. I guess that's the benefit of sick children: quiet.
Oh, and I'm doomed. Tieraney's sister, Tally, is pregnant with her third. The other sister, Tracy, also has three. You just gotta know this will lead Tieraney to ramp up her push for a third. She was looking at the calendar to determine when in proportion to Sam's kindergarten classes we should start trying (two years off...time to change her mind). It's mortifying. A man my age doesn't be needing no third child.
Pass is incomplete.
Life's ball: 4th and 5 on their own 33.
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Early grave! That third kid will put you in an early grave!
ReplyDeleteHeck, man. I'm on the record about this, I don't know how you afford the previous two. You're better banked than I.
Steady as she goes here. Work. 7 days a week he works. But - there's a video of Erin Andrews. An illegal, vicious, dirty, enjoyable, intrusive video.
I sweep for four, getting out of bounds at Life's 39. 2nd and 6. Nice, easy drive so far. There's another potential animal issue on the horizon that could be the dagger for this year's game, but that's just looking multiple moves ahead as I mix my sports metaphors.
Enjoy Philadelphia.