fivebyevif

So. The next three months. Where to start.

First, this coming weekend. We’re tentatively planning going camping. Again.

See, we use computers a lot at work. And we really, really like getting away from them on weekends. For example! This weekend we were hiking the 5.3 mile loop of the Lewis and Clark trail, and I said, “Didn’t you want to see Elephant Rocks?” And he said, “Yeah!” And I said, “Wanna go next Saturday?” And he said, “We could camp while we’re there!” Or maybe it was the other way around, but anyway, someone thought of it, and so we’re going.

Oh, and I totally tripped and fell on my face today while walking down a steep part of the trail. My back crackled and my knee slammed the dirt, but the good news is that the iPhone (which is not covered by my health insurance) was just fine. Mike felt bad because we were holding hands at the time and thus could not really use my aikido moves to soften the blow. This nugget of information either makes you go awwww or do not hold hands while hiking steep hills, idiots! Possibly both.

The government was nice to me this year. I’m getting a mountain bike, and paying off stuff. I always like it when I can balance the fun with the responsible.

In May I go back to Colorado for the first time in…it’ll be a decade, I believe. I went to visit my friend Jason last time, but this time I’m going to meet Mike’s family. The funny part here: Mike’s family calls him Jason. I just noticed that. Haw haw.

We’re going hiking while we’re out there. Imagine that! I want to drive through Boulder, for nostalgia sake, and I am going to finagle a dinner with Audrey and Ken. So that should be awesomesauce.

In June I’m going to California for my brother’s birthday. Mike will be along for this one as well, as that will be his turn to meet my family. I will also be taking him to San Clemente (clam chowdah, clam chowdah, clam chowdah!), and there may be Disneyland involved, because the very thought of getting Mike into an embroidered Mickey Mouse hat makes me howl with delight.

So…next three months. Yep. Wake me up when I’m 33.