The best thing about a Sunday to me is knowing that the biggest worries I have will be fried or omelet. Numbing my brain with Food Network challenges, chain drinking espresso's and plunking out new riff's on my guitar drops me smack dab in the middle of the couch potato poster. I love it.
This was pretty much what I was up against today. Took a couple of thick java's to get myself prepared but I was ready to face the challenge. Then,,, the phone rings. Who dares threaten to cleave themselves through this rhythm I've got going here. Apparently, my son was to be at a Cadets field training exercises at 9:00 am. So entrenched in my groove I almost contemplated, if only for a mere second, to have him miss it. Dammit, I couldn't do that to him so into the car we pile, bed head and untucked. 20 minutes out of town to said destination. But,,,, when we got there, no cars were to be found. RRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrr. Biting my tongue and nearly Luke Duking the Volvo around in the parking lot, we headed back to the real destination not 2 blocks from my house. Meh,, What else was I going to do anyway.
So, now it's 1:35 (13:35 Cadet time) and I'm ready to get my day on the go. Look out bike!!! Here I come,,,,
Over and out,,,
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