Meet the new family member: 'Camden' the Golden Retriever puppy. I'm already calling him 'Jersey.' Dunno why. I guess I just can't leave a dog's given name alone!
Someday Camden will be a great running partner, but for now we just got back from a walk. He peed in the middle of the street and chased leaves. Life is good. And Tri-Daughter #3 is very happy. That works for me.
I had a 4:00 A.M. airport run to make this morning, part of Tri-Daughter #4's airborne return to AZ. (Tough to do when you didn't hit the bed until 2:00 A.M. What was I thinking?) Another O'Hare circumnavigation later this afternoon sends Tri-Brother back to VA. And a Midway run tomorrow for Mom's return to her CO mountain hideaway. Now I need a nap. Gallons of black coffee just aren't doing it any more.
Oh, wait. Da Bears are on. God, I'm such a glutton for punishment
iPod Shuffle: "Jesus Just Left Chicago" by ZZ Top from "Tres Hombres." "...and he's bound for New Orleans." Any song about turning muddy water into wine is OK with me. It's always amused my that the only clean-shaven band member is named 'Beard.' WTF?
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