Happy Father's Day!

Giga Ball

Thank you, Wikipedia. Math class was a GIGA-long time ago, and I knew "giga" was a lot, but it's nice to use exponents correctly.

Giga ( /ɡɪɡæ/ or /dʒɪɡæ/) is a unit prefix in the metric system indicating multiplication of a unit by 10⁹ or 1000000000. It has the symbol G



See below for the kids' GIGAmounts of fun with Zach's birthday GIGA Ball.

Daddy is GIGA-cool for taking them to the BIG hill near us. 

Mommy's GIGA-glad he kept them on the smaller of the big hills at that park.

And Daddy's still semi-GIGA in the doghouse for his "funny" call from the park, 

"Uh, which is the closest hospital?" 

Turns out it was all in GIGA-good fun.

from
"Z and O (Dick and Jane's cousins from Colorado)
       at the Park"
See O roll.   
Bouncy, funny O.

Big ball. Big hill.
Chase her Z. Laughing Z.

Funny, fun play at the park.

See Z roll.   
Flipping, flopping Z.

Rolling fast. Down the grass.
Dizzy Z. Laughing O.

Time for home.

(And no trip to the hospital)

Scott's Handiwork

Pretty new flooring in the laundry and bathroom on the main floor. We may take a little break before tackling the rest of the main floor, but that's the plan. Scott has been a machine about getting this floor done. Well done, I might say!

P.S. Look and Enjoy. Because this is the cleanest you'll ever see the bathroom and floor, most likely. We had to remove the toilet in order to get the floor down. Scott cleaned it thoroughly and was hosing it down outside when our neighbor drove by and commented out his window, "You know, I can clean a toilet with the best of them, but I've never gone to that extreme."

Counting Down...

...to the Breck 100 this Saturday!

We'll head up Friday for Scott to attend the mandatory pre-race meeting and inhale some questionable pasta. Then he'll be up bright and early *hopefully sporting his new Schneider Electric race kit!* to hit the trail at 6am on Saturday morning.

100 miles on the mountain bike, climbing 13,719 vertical feet. Jeez, that's almost like climbing a 14er from sea level...

The kids and I will hope to see him after each of his three laps finish at Carter Park, right near our condo for the weekend. There may actually be a decent crew of spectators and rally peeps on hand, so that should be fun! Usually at the end of such a ride, Scott's ready for a beer and some grub and then to hit the hay rather early...but if you're in the neighborhood, or looking for a reason to get up to the mtns this weekend, stop by! We may have a rally tent (supporters need beer too...in fact, I'm fairly certain I had a margarita by myself at the hotel bar last year after the day was done...) set up.

Catch you on the other side, probably with lots-o-pics!

Remember last year's race? Scott did 67 miles.

Biker Babe

"I gotta adjust this derailleur cable tension."

Olivia's been receiving package after package these days, as she attempts to fix up her bike for this season's races. Ebay has been her most frequent emailer, and she's watching those bike-part sales like a hawk. On the weekends, she gets in at least one long ride, whether-the-weather-be-fine, or whether-the-weather-be-not. (By "long," I mean 6+ hours.) Her first race is coming up on May 9th, the Front Range 50, down at Bear Creek Lake Park about 3 minutes from us. We'll get to see her several times, as she completes each of the 5 ten-mile laps. Bike season is here, friends.

Oh, yeah. By "Olivia," I mean "Scott."

But don't count her out of the fun. Daddy is The Best. Nobody earns a "welcome home" squeal like he does.