
Rachel had Homecoming.
We had fun shopping for the dress and shoes. I used to look like this . . . well, maybe not with the 5 inch heels, but the rest of it. Ah, youth!

And Rachel got hurt on a stupid ride at the Homecoming Carnival! It was a "slingshot-type" ride where she got flung and snapped her neck. It didn't hurt at first, but by this past Monday, we were at the doctor and then the hospital for a cervical spine x-ray.

I've been busy keeping up with my work-out regimen. I've lost about ten pounds so far and am feeling pretty good. I shared a pix of my hunky personal trainer on Facebook, so thought I'd include here as well. This is Matt on the left with my nephew, Kyle. Hey, if you gotta sweat your butt off, might as well have something decent to look at, right?

