Okay, so after reading Karla and Ben's most excellent adoption blog for the past few days, I've decided to give this a try myself. Seems *somewhat* narcissistic, as I don't have anything really relevant going on, like being across the world adopting a beautiful boy and wanting to share the experience with my family back home. As I type this, I'm sitting in my messy "office" in my messy house ... there's a theme developing here. Obviously, my time would be better spent getting up off my ass and straightening up the house. And vacuuming the front room. And folding some laundry. And ... a myriad of better things to do. But here I sit. Typing. Like anyone's going to give a damn.
I also need to get my chubby, lazy ass on the treadmill again. We're celebrating our five-year anniversary next month. I've got my 20 year high school reunion to go to this summer. And then we're going to Key West for a week in November. So I've got three excellent reasons -- aside from the painfully obvious one of how big I'm getting -- to get back in better shape again. But here I sit. Typing.
Some people are pro football players. I am a procrastinator.