Punches

It's not about how hard you can punch. It's about how hard you can get punched and keep moving forward.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Pure entertainment!

I'm beginning to think this blog may turn into my own reflection on marriage or better yet, "the adventures of living with John Mark."

Yesterday, we partook in the Portland Bridge Pedal. We had to leave the house by 5:40am to ride (& max it) to the start line in NE Portland. We perfectly planned our wake up time based on waking up, brushing teeth, getting dressed and then departing. Well at least that was my plan. John Mark on the other hand, sneakily planned on making himself coffee in the morning. When the alarm went off he went flying down the stairs to push the "brew" button. I was annoyed he was making coffee when we needed to go but also surprised he was attempting this alone... I had only showed him once. Anyways, I came down just in time to watch him pick up the coffee pot with a very confused look- the pot was extremely light, in fact empty. Poor JM forgot to put the water in the coffee machine. Oh, honey- don't do things without the supervision of your wife!

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