THE BICKERSONS

Bear and the Tornado are like a married couple, been together for 30+ years. They don't know what to do when one isn't around, but when they are together they just are on one another constantly.

She always asks him to go upstairs when she has to go up because she is afraid, yet if he has to go up for something she harrasses him to hurry up!!

He even says she's always bossing me :)

Whenever he has to fix his seatbelt, she always sits next to him, then gives him a hard time about having to help him fix it!

Sometimes it drives me nuts, but in the end I love watching them together because I know they love each other and want to be together. As they get a little older they will hopefully cut down on the little bickering and really be the good friends I know they are.

WHEN I GROW UP...

The Tornado was talking the other day about different things when we were playing outside.

Then he said, "When I grow up I'm gonna be a Sports Man". I asked what kind of sports man, he said all kinds of sports. He does like to play sports, that for sure, but he also really loves music.

And since that day he has revised his career goals - now he's gonna be a cowboy - hopefully just not a Dallas Cowboy!!

MIAMI MEN

It's been forever since I wrote. Maybe because I've been recovering from the Miami Marathon. For months my buddy Brad, the tall one, had been saying he and Rob were coming down to Miami to run the marathon if I would do it with them. I said I would, but I really didn't think they would go through with it. About 6 weeks before the race Brad sent me an email saying they had hotel and plane reservations. Oooph! Time to ramp up the training in a hurry!

So I started to hit the pavement a little harder, managed to get two 14 mile runs in, but never got all the work done I needed to be ready. Then, like an idiot, I twisted my knee playing hoop the Monday before the race. I could barely bend my left leg 3 days before the race.

Brad raced out at the start, never to be seen again. Rob started behind us in a different corral, and was not seen again until the last quarter mile when Brad ran back to find him. It took me just about 6 hours to finish the race. Which all things considered wasn't horrible.

We had fun talking about it before and after the race though, it was great to hang with the guys for the weekend. We all finished, the course was fantastic, and we all felt pretty decent afterwards.

Congrats to all 3 of us!