So first, I DID survive my Dad's 80th birthday, and all the flying to and from. He had a wonderful time, and so did everyone else.
Second... Happy Birthday to
Third... Cycle adventures are on the downswing. Though yesterday there was a dead skunk on the bikepath. Yes-- ON the bikepath. Not sure how that happened, but I'm betting whoever's responsible will be sorry for dayyyyyys to come. Also nearly hit a little fawn yesterday, but stopped in time. It scampered after its mother, skedaddle-skedaddle-splat! right in front of me before getting up and leaping off the path. It was so pathetic and cute, in its splat state. And the aftermath... oy. Let's just say I've got responsive adrenal glands. One-half second from "Aaaah!" to stopped, and then immediate flooding of adrenalin that feels like a fist in my heart. I choke on that stuff for a good 5 minutes afterward.
And fourth... will be in a separate post. ;) So there.