Posted June 16th, 2003 by Michelle

It’s hard to write a blog while singing along to Nickel Creek, but I’ll give it my best shot. Another double at work yesterday, but I managed to talk to my Dad anyway who was out buying furniture for their new house in the desert of California. At least, I’m pretty sure it’s in California. But a belated and public Happy Father’s Day to my one and only father. I often wonder the percentage of people who actually enjoy days like yesterday- how many fathers are miserable on Father’s Day versus how may get loving phone calls or better yet, actual visits from their children.

I’m off to register for my French refresher course, and then to the first Braking the Cycle event. Free beer at the Brooklyn Brewery, and a first chance to meet the other riders. And my bike had ANOTHER flat. Yeesh.