The Chances

How a 250+ Pound Couch Potato Got Healthy

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Today was my birthday: I'm now 38 years old. I was treated this morning by three kids lying in bed with me for a half-hour, hugging on me, playing with me.

My wife got me a BBQ grill, which was desperately needed. My mother-in-law gave me a battery operated fan that she was hoping I could use while camping, but honestly it's a bit big for that. No big deal, I'm sure we can find a use for it.

My son was cute, he bought me a Bionicle robot, and it was obvious that he wanted it himself. Unfortunately the pieces are so small and the way he plays, they'd be everywhere. I had him "help" put it together but I really would rather him not play with it. We'd never find the pieces until one of his sisters swallowed them!

Finally, in the evening Angela and I went to Red Lobster for dinner. I got the fresh Pacific Snapper, which was tasty and made for an easy choice. My one "splurge" was a cheese biscuit.

All in all a great birthday!