On the way home from dropping my mom off at the airport this afternoon I noticed some ominous clouds above the Santa Cruz mountains. I thought I saw a lightening strike but just wrote it up to something looking different with my new Oakley Ice Iridium lenses. However, I saw another strike only a few minutes later.
I really, really hope that these don't flare up into new forest fires. Those folks fighting the fires have been taxed and are probably at the end of their ability to function. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Now on to more happy things, I missed the first evening of AVC fireworks last night. But a change with the daughter's dance recital details might allow myself and Tate to get down to Hell-yeah. He doesn't know it yet, but there's a Kiddie Kilo race. He was stoked the last time he did this race a few Friday's ago, but he wouldn't clear the track. I literally had to pry his hands off his bars to get him off his bike. Adorable, but I can't have the little dude overtraining himself.
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