Well, it's been busy, and it will keep being busy. Last weekend Child and I went to Las Vegas. We stayed at her aunt and uncle's house in Henderson, and let me tell you, I didn't want to come home. Going down, we passed through several snow flurries in Utah, but in Nevada, the temperature was 65 - 70 degrees in the afternoon.

While down there, we rode the three rides atop the Stratosphere. The rides themselves weren't anything particularly amazing...but put them up at 1100 ft, and now you're talking. The seatbelt on your seat becomes much more fascinating when there's 1100 feet of nothing between the soles of your feet and the traffic below.

Well, the geocaching trip was a nice little stroll in the nearby hills, but we were unuccessful finding the cache. The directions told you right up front that the coordinates weren't exact and you had to hunt for it, but we failed miserably. Granted, we were a little short of time (foiled by a haircut appointment!) but next time...the next geocache won't know what hit it!

As I was sitting alone in the laundry room last night watching my clothes spin in the dryer, I reflected that there is nothing more lonely than sitting alone in a laundry room on Valentine's Day watching your clothes spin in the dryer.

Fortunately, it was only until Child got off work, then she came over and we made dinner together and read a love story ("Max and Me and the Time Machine"). Can I just say that I love Child? She is the most amazing thing ever. And it's not just because she brought me pizza and chocolate and a balloon for lunch (I didn't eat the balloon). :) She's going to Disneyland this weekend while I go canyoneering, and I'm going to miss her...

While leaving the flower store yesterday, I saw a guy carrying two bundles of flowers. "A real player, huh?" I commented. "TWO girlfriends!"

Turns out he was just picking up one for his dad to give to his mom. Sigh. Sometimes our heros fall so fast...

"The problem with red roses is that they...can imply committment or love."

Child pointed this out to me in the local school newspaper. That can be a real problem, alright. Heaven forbid you might actually INTEND roses to imply committment or love! (Things like that are the reason she no longer reads the school newspaper.)

On a different note, we are going to attempt geocaching for the first time. We printed a few spots off geocaching.com, and I'll post how it goes later...