Work, schmurk.

OK, after 8 months of this blog's existence, I am finally posting! The problem is that Erica beats me to all the good stories. I guess my reflection of the day would be that waking up in bed with your little daughter snuggled (or not too snuggled given the 100% humidity) beside you is the greatest. I told Erica last night that I'd been too hot sleeping the last few nights, so apparently when Cayla crawled in (a nightly occurrence), Erica crawled out and was found snuggled up with her son in his bed this morning. OK, now that I've gotten the low down on all the world cup groups and printed a full match schedule, as well as checked out all the latest cycling news and balanced my checkbook, I guess it's time to get back to work.