Landings

So when I want to know if Nick is going to be home for dinner, for example, I go to FlightAware.com which tells you what's going on with all flights in the nation. It's pretty cool, actually. It'll either say how many minutes until landing or "landed." But today when I went to check, it said "tentatively landed." Huh? FlightAware needs to know that in this family, that is not okay!!

But all's well that lands well, and we thought we might get a quiet few hours this evening, as the girls were heading to a boys-against-girls Capture the Flag event. Thing is the boys got there first and by the time the girls started arriving, one of the lads had climbed to the roof of an under-construction part of the house and fallen through a sky light (no glass). His landing was not tentative. Ruptured his spleen.

Instead, I've been gathering my gear: helmet, warm gloves, summer gloves, toe warmers, bike shoes, windbreaker... Because tomorrow morning is the Iron Horse Classic. WooHoo!

Not looking forward to riding over the passes, but love the feeling of flying down them!