Labor Day Weekend

It's already Tuesday and football season starts Thursday. So many reasons to be happy this week.

This was the weekend for minor injuries. Angela got a nasty blistery burn on her arm from the lawnmower, I sliced my hand on some freshly pruned tree branches, and then I stubbed my toes on Angela's Keens while we were playing pool. Those clown-like sandals stick out far enough as it is, but I ended up tripping over them as I was walking between the pool table and Angela and I ripped a toenail in half. But I'll survive. Everytime we did something stupid over the weekend that resulted in pain and discomfort I couldn't help but think how completely pampered we are. We spent several hours focusing on hurricane relief too so it wasn't all about us. I'm not going to do any horn tootin' about what we did, but it felt great. There's a lot of power in this relief effort, for both the evacuees and the helpers.

I didn't have to work yesterday, but I still got up at 6:30. Since I get up at 3:30 every day (except Sundays) I've become incapable of sleeping in even when I do have the chance. I always try to be quiet when I get up that early, but the dogs are always so rambunctious it becomes impossible for Angela to continue to sleep. But she doesn't usually mind that much. Yesterday was nice. We drank coffee together (which we never get to do since I'm always gone before she gets up), and we finished reading Angels and Demons. I may have to blog about that book at some point. We loved it.

A lot of the time I'm content to stay home all day and putter, but Angela successfully talked me into going to Warren Sports Complex in Frisco yesterday to play basketball. I'm always fine once I'm out there, but the motivation part is the hang up for me. It's easy just to default to exercising on the treadmill and be done with it. Angela is much more adventurous. Truly my better half I tell ya. She always beats me at golf, tennis and pool, but I usually beat her at darts and basketball. So, yes, winning made yesterday's outing worthwhile. ;) I only won because we played 21 and I could stand at the free throw line and keep shooting until I missed. Angela hustled like crazy during the one-on-one part and I was borderline pathetic, but I still won because I could just stand there after a made field goal and jack one free throw after another. I wish everything I learned in high school still came in this handy.

We stopped at Home Depot on the way home from playing basketball intending to buy some red mulch, but we ended up buying a fountain for the backyard too. Now I'm going to sit outside and listen to the trickle whenever I get stressed.