Happy 20th Anniversary to...

... well, hubby and me.

Wow, we look really young in this picture, don't we? (Or maybe we just look old now, I don't know).

"How," you may ask, "do you plan to celebrate this momentous occasion? Champagne? Caviar? A Caribbean cruise?"

The answer-- watching our daughter play softball, of course!

Survived day one

I made it through morning one of boot camp (relatively in tact, too). I'm happy to report that the trainers didn't scream like drill sergeants -- at least not on the first day.

I must say, there was something infinitely satisfying about doing ab crunches while breathing fresh air and watching wispy clouds turn pink and purple with the rising sun. It remains to be seen whether or not I will be able to walk tomorrow, I'm guessing the answer to that is "no".

Uh-oh

In desperation to get into shape for summer, I just signed up for "Adventure Boot Camp for Women." That's right, boot camp. We'll meet at 5:30 AM (yes, I did say AM) Monday through Friday for the next four weeks, starting Monday. I'm actually looking forward to it, but I hope the trainer who will be working with us is slightly less aggressive than the drill sergeant on the left!

This one's for my dad

What do my father and the Green Lantern have in common?

1) They are both super heroes

2) They are both exceedingly handsome

3) Since my father begins radiation treatment today, they are both radioactive (Dad may not glow in the dark, but he is still way cooler than the Green Lantern).

Here's to you, Dad!