Happy June! It's very exciting and a little bittersweet that the outdoor, good-weather season is finally, actually here. I've been waiting desperately for it, but I know it'll go so quickly.
This was my last weekend of real freedom before tri training takes over my life. I've agreed to sub for a bunch of other art teachers in the next couple of weeks, as well, so my schedule is totally packed - but it's all in the name of cold, hard cash... and fitness. I figure the extra 11 classes that will ravage my life for the next 14 days will contribute a nice chunk, after taxes, toward paying back my triathlon-inflated credit card debt.


Sunday I taught my art classes, took a little nap, and then walked over to May Fest, the drinking event in my neighborhood that kicks the summer season off with great German food, bad German leiderhosen-wearing bands, and lots and lots of German beer in large plastic steins. Of course, it was totally packed. (With cute drunk guys, actually.) I just got a bratwurst dinner to go, and once again Lois astounded me with her love for sauerkraut. I swear she likes it more than she likes meat. It's insane.
Habitwatch:
#1 - 1 at tap fest, that's it. Getting bad at this.
#2,3, and 4 - missed 2 days! Crap!
2 comments:
Hot guys and brats? sounds like a veritable sausage fest to me. Awesome.
I know, but it's not so fun alone - they are scary in their packs.
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