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Monday, June 16, 2008

Time to write a little more

So, it's been a while since we wrote ... Of course, we've posted the latest photos from the womb and a cute video of Connor ... Now, it's probably time for catch-up.


Jen and I had three great baby showers around Memorial Day weekend in Wisconsin and Chicago. Thanks to our sisters, parents, and friends for coordinating these events. It's fun to see everyone and share in the anticipation of the arrival of the twin boys.


Here's where I start to mention names and I need to add a disclaimer. If I miss you, blame it on the pregnancy. Yes, I can make that excuse too.


Amie, Carrie, and Julie for setting up the shower on 5/24 in Brookfield. It was a great day - especially since my father, father-in-law, and brother-in-law could sneak away to Saz's and skip the baby shower games.


I also left early to visit Bratfest in Madison, actually I had to pick up my number for the Madison Marathon. Then, I went and stood backstage at the event with old colleagues - like Bonnie Oleson.


I've stood backstage at every event you can imagine - from NBA games to U2 concerts - and the same axiom is always true: there are two types of people backstage - those standing around doing nothing and those standing around complaining. There is no third category. Don't fool yourself or believe the hype.


The Madison Half-Marathon was a great event for me. Pretty course and a good run. Plus, I know the city and the course like the back of my hand. I have a story for almost every corner. From the start at the capitol in front of Inn on the Park to the stretches along Breese Terrace and Lakeshore Path to the Beer Ball Field in Vilas Park, running Madison always brings back a ton of memories. So does this Kenny Chesney song.


I missed by best time in a 13.1-mile run by 3 minutes and 20 seconds. And Madison does not qualify as a flat course. I also had a little Big Brown in me that day. I pushed it midway through the race and if I died, I'd limp to the finish. Fortunately I didn't die like Big Brown during the Belmont.


Then on Monday, it was a shower with friends at Troy and Kelly Watros' groovy house in Racine. We loved their house and pool plus it was great to see everyone.


I flew back to Atlanta and worked Wednesday through Friday. Then came back to Milwaukee to meet Jen, hang with Aime and Eric, and attend the shower put on by Jill, Jessie, Kathy, and others on Saturday. Sunday, June 1, Jen and I drove back to Atlanta - whew!


I was in Orlando for work last week for 20 hours. The highlight was a $90 cab ride. I should have rented a car.


On Saturday, Jen and I rafted the river behind our house. It was a good four-hour, five-mile float with minimal rapids and lots of wildlife. We saw rats, snakes, herons, geese, ducks, fish, muskrats, and Astro.


We didn't see any bears, but someone one mile from our house hit one with their car. Click here to read more.

Here's a picture of me before jumping off the cliff behind our house (hit the pic for a bigger view):



Here's a picture of me after jumping off the cliff behind our house:


So, Jen and I head to Destin this weekend. Pictures of white sand and blue water next week.

Oh, and before I go, I wish I could have watched the playoff today for the U.S. Open. Alas, I had to make some things happen at the office. However, in an overused phrase, it was one for the ages. I remember watching the 2000 PGA Championship with Tiger and Bob May in Louisville. I'll remember watching Tiger on Saturday night sink putt-after-putt to take the lead. The unique part of this weekend's event was that it happened in prime time on the east coast.

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