I'm looking really hard at 50 now, except I really don't feel that ancient. I keep wondering how it happened. I could swear I was 17 just yesterday...

Kids marching. Yep, know all about that. All Saturdays in Oct. are accounted for by marching contests. I found myself on a lovely fall day manning a consession stand instead of riding my bike - and NOT minding. Weird.

Kids generally: Younger Daughter messed up the front of our car last night. We are now down to .5 cars. (I count a car in the shop as .5 car.) Dad commutes on his bike, and I run errands on mine, so it's not a big deal (ignoring the $$$ to fix the car). Having YD take over the car has done wonders for my mileage. And hauling cat food and milk home up that hill just has to be good for me, Right?