Freakin Magical

Earlier in December when it snowed for a week solid I was pretty pumped about Xmas. Rowan is the perfect age to get into it this year. By the 17th or so I was pretty much over it.

My "spirit" was rekindled however, when Rowan began asking questions to clarify the Santa story. He will be 4 in March, and he already thinks the story doesn't smell right. "Why does he come down the chimney, why doesn't he just knock on the door?" All said it did turn out to be pretty god damned magical. We sat up in bed while listening to Rowan come down the stairs on Xmas morning. He might be a born skeptic, but for now he is enchanted by the magic, or at least enchanted by the idea that he gets a bunch of cool stuff.

Speaking of cool stuff. Sheri decided that I haven't been a complete bastard this year and that I deserved a PowerTap for Xmas. She said something about loving and supporting me, and then mumbled something else about putting minutes on the Goat and no excuses. I am a big fan of numbers. Unfortunately, the day I set it up I was also stricken with an ear infection that knocked me on my ass. So I have a toy I haven't been able to play with yet. I'll be sure to post my numbers here when I have them so that everyone knows how slow I am.

Enough about stuff. I feel like my family, my racing, and my career have all come a long way in 2007. Now that I have Sheri hooked, we have a family of racers itching to take a bite out of 08. It has been good and it will only get better. I hope to see you all out there.(all 3 of you)