Tuesday, February 9, 2016

I got home from a late night of conferences, and found the Mister and Means lounging on the couch watching "Finding Bigfoot" (or something equally ridiculous).  I went to change into my sweatpants, and pour a glass of red.  I noticed the boys were both intent on their phones - and I inquired.
"What are you fools doing??"
"Ummmm.... wait a sec."
"Registering.  We are registering for Twin Cities - duh!"
"Twin Cities what?"
in unison "MARATHON, BABY!!!"

Oi vey.  Here we go again.
 I better dust off my signs, and book a hotel room.

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