Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Movember 2010

Here's the drill:  1) I'm subjected to a month of mockery attempting to grow a moustache, 2) I ask people for money to soften the blow to my ego, and 3) together we get one step closer to beating prostate cancer.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Thanksgiving in New Hampshire

Over the last two weeks I had to do a class in the Boston office. We were lucky enough to find really cheap tickets so Erin and the kids could meet me on Wednesday night to drive up to Lancaster for a long weekend. Manah and Dubbah were surprised (understatement!) when their three little London grandbabies walked in the door.

It was a fantastic weekend with family and we wish we could visit more often!

Monday, November 8, 2010

To Blave

Just over 12 years ago I met a girl.

She was blonde, sweet, and had a radient smile which glowed with kindness, compassion, and intellect, unlike anything I'd ever seen.  She wore a Sarah Mclaughlan butterfly t-shirt and a pair of grey knit stretch pants.  She seemed to smile at everything I said which had the effect of physically making me float.

After a trip to Krakow and a brief touch of hands (her doing), I knew I would spend the rest of my life with her.  Propelled by love but deterred by cowardice, I left a pair of 'Oliver!' tickets and the duty of asking for the first date with her roommate.  The first date turned into a second and then a third and then a fourth.  Before I knew it I was completely and utterly head over heals.

This weekend I was given a rare and unique gift -- a time machine.   A weekend trip back to 1998 where I spent time with the same girl in the same city.  True Love.

November, 1998
November, 2010

Monday, November 1, 2010

Rally School

For Christmas last year Erin gave me a certificate for a day out driving a rally car.  Well life is busy so unfortunately it took me 10 months to schedule a weekend away.  Let me tell you, it was worth the wait!

We spent the weekend in Swindon since it was close to Gwynne Speed Rally School.  We drove there on Friday night and woke up early Saturday to head to the race track.  It was on an old airfield and all the corners and chicanes were laid out with tires.  It was fantastic.  It reminded me of all those Friday afternoons out on the Ingerson Road with my Dad learning how to handle slides on loose gravel.  (Thanks for the tips Dad!)

After racing we had lunch at a local pub and then met some friends at a pumpkin patch.  Dinner was at another local pub and the next day was spent discovering the power of STEAM.

What a great weekend and a great Christmas present.  Thanks Erin!