The Wizard of Oz & Bikes that get you halfway

We haven't kept up the blog lately and we hope to do so from here on out. No execuses. Thats the point of a blog right?!? To actually use it. This is actually my second time to write this blog post tonight (note to Caleb, hit the save button every paragraph).

Tonight Jenna and I enjoyed a quiet evening at home while watching The Bachelor - The Women Tell All. Yeah...I said it. Guys when you can't play fantasy football, why not put a little money on a show where 25 CRAZY women desperately throw themselves after one guy. It's more entertaining than Spring Baseball training. TRUST ME!

My dreams & some sleep talking have been pretty weird lately. Including me waking up, turning on the overhead light and thinking I saw something in the apartment (it was a plant in the corner). 2 days ago Jenna woke up around 5 am and I started to tell her something for some reason. Completely asleep.  I thought I was protecting her. "Don't turn the tv to channel 7" I tell her. This is all Jenna needs to start asking questions. After several failed attempts of asking why, she finally gets an answer. "The Wizard of Oz!!" I don't know what I have seen in the past, but the Wizard of Oz and I don't get along in the dreamworld.

Maybe this is what I was seeing...

On a lighter note. After 6 months of living in California, Jenna and I finally found some decently priced bikes at a local bike shop and we each got one yesterday! Jenna and I were both so excited, almost like kids at Christmas. We carefully placed the bikes in our apartment, woke up and rode to work! Agh...so refreshing to be saving gas and yes...saving the environment too.

After a hard workout after work and my legs feeling like jello. I climbed on my bike with a backpack and Jenna's purse (don't ask me how that happened...). After a half mile down the road I hit this amazingly stupid pothole (yes potholes are stupid) and instantly I knew something was wrong. I pulled over and saw what I already knew....I have a flat rear tire. Determined to make it home without relying on Jenna to come and pick me up. I walked half a mile home holding my rear tire off the ground (worried I'd damage the rim) with a backpack...and Jenna's purse in hand as well! (We're currently working the purse situation out).

This lesson taught me that life can be funny at times and not to get upset about the stupid things. Jenna and I both had a good laugh once I strolled through the door...sweat dripping and all! It was like God's way of saying "relax, enjoy the life I gave you and cherish these goofy moments."

- Caleb