Last week was quite the roller coaster of a week. It started off pretty rotten on Tuesday night. I rode my bike to work and, as usual, put my bike on the porch and headed inside to help Emilie with the kids. The kids were fed, readied for bed and I went outside to put my bike in the garage. I was devastated to find my bike missing. Of course, I was an idiot for not putting my bike in the garage immediately after getting home. More than anything is the horrible feeling of having someone maliciously come on your property and violate your personal belongings.

As horrible as I felt about the theft of my bike, the next few days were sobering. Of course, the following day was the 7th anniversary of 9/11. Immediately following that Hurricane Ike devastated parts of Texas and Louisiana. I wanted to be more miserable about losing my bike, by it's really pretty pathetic to worry about a bike when you think about the suffering of people who lost family on 9/11 or people who lost so much in the hurricane.

The week improved as it wore on. Emilie and I went to see Brian Regan at the Silver Legacy. He's absolutely hilarious and very clean. It was a fun show to go to.

We went to Emilie's parent's house on Sunday for dinner. Chase wanted to hang out with the horses, but he apparently is very allergic to alfalfa. As his eyes became watery and his nose started to run he also has flies swarming to him, which made him absolutely miserable. When his frustration became too great he would go into the house, but only for a few minutes before deciding he wanted to be with the horses again. And thus the cycle continued.

He got his first ride on a horse (pictures forthcoming). That's not even the best part. A pigeon somehow ended up in the horses drinking water and end up drowning. If a suicidal pigeon doesn't make you feel better then maybe you should ask what's wrong with you.

So, I'm not very hopeful that I'll ever get my bike back and I doubt I'll be able to buy another one for quite a while. Still, in Emilie and the kids I have everything I need. The rest is just stuff.