Will's Entry: I'm Mr. Lonely

So as she was leaving yesterday, Kristin said "While I'm gone, it's up to you to keep the blog going." Oooohhh, that left me feeling like the guys in the Civil War whose sole job is to hold the flag and keep it from touching the ground or maybe I felt like Frodo with The Ring. Either way, I feel the pressure from something relatively meaningless.

I apologize for those who have been waiting all day for me to post on the blog. For those who haven't heard, Kristin is with Jason in Idaho helping HD and Britany with their new little one, Bayleef. She caught a shuttle (van) to go up and will return Wednesday. Apparently Jason didn't mind the trip too much. I wonder how he'll feel about going an entire day without Kristin and I when we send him to California with Matt, Mickie, and Suzanne for Jordan's wedding? Did Kristin ever mention that for our drive, I got a $40 hotel room in Reno - four stars! I'm pretty happy about that.

After church yesterday I went home to an empty house. Fortunately Roger Federer kept me company for a few hours. I'm actually grateful that I get to witness "The Best EVER". I missed Gretzky, only appreciate Michael Jordan as "great", and Tiger doesn't make me go WOW. As an ex-tennis player some of the things he does just makes my jaw drop. I could go on and on about him.

Well last night got incredibly boring, so I headed over to the Maxwells. In a weird way, it was actually nice just "hanging out" with no responsibilities. I've decided that for better or worse, 35% of my brain is always on Kristin and Jason (that can go up if one of them is hungry). Anyway, it was real relaxing having 100% of my brain and wasting it watching The Office with them for awhile. I'm going back tonight for game night. We're supposedly playing Killer Bunnies and teaching Steph. I get nervous because it's one of those games that you're never Sure they'll like.

I guess the last thing I'll add is that I managed to get Mickie a $50 room at the Hilton for Jordan's wedding from Priceline. Yay me!

FOUR more days until we get to go to the Mecca of Disc Golf, Delaveaga Park in Santa Cruz (Art, you will be with us in Spirit). Here's a quote from Wave Magazine:

“There are courses . . . all over,” says Price. “And then there’s DeLaveaga, which is like the Pebble Beach of disc golf courses in the whole nation.”