It's been an interesting week. The girls have been in Wisconsin all week. Tammy is working hard at the lia sophia annual conference. Sales have been good, though we definitely over-shipped our binders back there. We'll need to pay quite a bit to bring the extra boxes back. It's still a bit early to tell, but it looks like we're right around the break-even mark for the conference. That might not seem so great, and perhaps it isn't. But for our first conference we're pretty happy. We do expect a lot of residual orders to come from this...so it's certainly worth the effort.

The daughters are spending their days swimming, visiting, and having lots of fun. I think they're having a great trip. Just a couple more days before I get to see my cuties again.

I'm excited that Mat Kearney's new album is out. And he's so cool to let you listen to the whole thing for free on his website. I really like his stuff.

What a strange weekend, though. No family here, and me not having anything scheduled. Tammy got me a gift card for Barnes and Noble for Father's Day so I'm going to go browse there for a bit later today. I imagine I'll be just as lame as always and end up walking out with nothing...but you never know.

Last night as I was closing the bathroom window a large green grasshopper jumped off the screen right at my head. The screen has peeled off in one corner, so it's open to the outside, locust-infested world. The grasshopper ended up on the bathroom window and I decided to just leave him alone rather than try to catch him and throw him back outside. (By the way, do you know how to catch a grasshopper/locust? You make them keep hopping until they get tired. After 4 or 5 jumps they're usually pretty pooped.) But then last night, as I was lying in bed, I learned that grasshoppers are just over-sized crickets. That dude was chirping all night. Rather than let it bug me, though, I just decided to pretend I was camping. Diego, on the other hand, was a bit more distracted by it all. He must have sat, staring into the bathroom, half the night. I couldn't find my green friend this morning. Maybe Diego had a midnight snack? I sincerely doubt it, since Diego is so lame when it comes to hunting and eating critters. But he did mosey up to my cereal bowl this morning and start licking milk out of it for the first time ever. Who knew grasshoppers taste better with milk?