The conditions were favorable for a bike commute today, so I went ahead and did it. The recent warm weather has melted much of the slushy ice off of the bike lanes and the sides of streets, so I felt comfortable taking a shot at riding in the dark at rush hour. No problems to report other than the winter beater bike is a chore to ride compared to the SS Deathstar. Either that or I've fallen woefully out of shape since November.
Not much else to report. The girls are back in school. The transition from vacation was relatively easy. I think they secretly wanted to get back to see their friends.
We spent the weekend doing the usual running around with one added trip. The girls and I went to see cousin Caleb's basketball game on Saturday. Now normally I don't feel any pity for the cake-eaters from Edina, but Woodbury (Caleb and Jeff's team) thrashed them so soundly (73-17 I think) that I couldn't help feeling sorry for them. After the game I talked to Jeff, who is coaching the team, and he said he tried to get Woodbury moved into the more competitive A bracket, but was told by officials it was too late to make any changes to the schedule. The Edina team they played against was apparently trying to play "up" a bracket from C to B, and ended up against the Woodbury buzz saw. I don't know much about basketball, but I can say that Woodbury looked very well coached and Caleb played an excellent game. After the game, the Blodgett family came over for pizza. We sat around and ate ourselves silly. I'm surprised that Caleb and Jeff were able to coach and play their evening game without hurling.
As long as we're talking about all things Caleb, check out his blog at
Caleb's Blog
He can occupy your time when I'm too lazy to write anything.
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In other Blodgett family news: our youngest son, age 4, will be wishing for his two front teeth for the next few Christmases. He knocked out both of them last night during his usual after-dinner roughhousing. Or, actually, he knocked them 3/4 of the way out, making him look like some kind of fledgling vampire (those baby teeth are HUGE before the roots dissolve and the teeth fall out). I had to take him to after-hours dental care to have them pulled out the rest of the way.
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