But before we saw the movie, there was: a present! Now this I did not see coming as I was told that the "Shark" we had bought earlier would be sufficient as my present. Hey, I had asked for it weeks ago, so when I got it I was okay with making that my present. But here is what Cari and the kiddos had made for me:

Isn't that cool! There were some granola bars taped to pick-up sticks and a $25 iTunes gift card! I keep telling myself to get music free like everyone else, but I feel better inside paying for it through Apple.

Here is a picture I will have printed a few times. Everyone smiling at the same time! It's a rarity in this house.
I hadn't realized how much my face had slimmed down since I started working out until I saw myself in this picture. The only problem is, now the scar on my forehead is a little more pronounced. How did I get it, you ask? Well, let's travel back to ancient history (1985). I was playing little league baseball and we were shagging fly balls before the game. One coach hit one right at me and as I was about to catch it the sun came out from behind a cloud and *WHAM* smacked me in the forehead. We had to wait like a day before the doctor could stitch it up and after that was done, there was some scar tissue that was left inside (gotta love 1985 medical technology). So now I have this bump that will be with me until I have some cosmetic surgery to remove it I guess. Ah well. It's our imperfections that make us who we are right?