Opening the holiday greetings, I was pleased to find a card from the Ventura County Council. I work with the team there rather a lot, and they are dedicated, caring, and inspiring.
Enclosed was this gift, a little blessing to a patch collector like myself: a limited edition council-specific patch with the Council’s legendary summer camp, Three Falls, with a visitation by Mr. Claus and his personal herd of Rangifer tarandus. This one will not find its way to eBay: it’s a keeper.
Merry Xmas, Happy Kwanzaa, Good Festivus, and a belated chag sameach to all, and to all a Happy New Year.
So for my first cheat meal since beginning my training program at the beginning of August, I was going to have this box of sliders and order of baked fries.
Well, I could only manage to eat four of the sliders, and after one french fry I realized that something had happened to my appetite since starting on this journey: I didn’t much like french fries anymore.
So The Kid got two sliders and the fries, and I am perfectly happy going right back to my nutrition program.
Next cheat meal will be during my sabbatical three weeks hence, during my stopover in Portland, Oregon.
At the moment I am thinking about Pine Street Biscuits. Thoughts?
Mt. Charleston obscured, Red Rock Canyon below. It’s a warm, comfortable hotel room, but somehow I’d much rather be in a tent up there somewhere.
My wife thinks I am crazy. No doubt she is spot on.