In the last 48 hours:
*Someone dropped a glass jar of raw eggs from the 3rd floor, which landed on the sidewalk, in between Alio & I, at some random street corner.
*I lost a pedal amidst crossing an intersection, and crotched the bar.
*Lindsey's porch caught on fire (and melted Kyle's bike), from BBQ'ing?

We got the heebie-jeebies wiped clean, now that Spring Break is ending and we're safe. It's amazing the jar didn't land on either of our heads. My body is bruised from the dog bite, a balance accident and the bicycle. We saved Lindsey's house w/o having to call the fire dept.

Phew.

Now, we're going for a ride in my parts. Yipppeeeeee. You know how sweet it is when your best friend decides she wants to b'come a "bicycle racer"? Well, it's pretty darn cool. So, us nutty kids are rolling...Here's to discipline & progress, may we benefit from the next 5 wks o' school.