Lap Smakk
Why the hell did I get up at 5:30am this morning to go run laps at the Richardson High School track this morning with the Bunny? I jogged a little personal 5k around the track while the Bunny kept sprinting by lapping me every other 1/4 mile. She was at least polite enough to smile and wave each time she passed me as I grunted acknowledgment of her and did everything I could not to pass out right on the track. usually when I feel like puking or blacking out it's at least for a understandable reason like Jager shots.
Well at least I'll feel like I burned off some extra calories for the Uncle Julio's meal we have coming up this evening. And maybe a drink or two...

Routine Smakk
The Bunny and I have our normal morning routines like most other couples. Usually get up around 6am and I go to the gym for a half hour of cardio or bike along side her while she does one of her 6 to 79 mile morning runs. We get back to Club 6850 and I jump in the shower while she knocks out a few hundred leg lifts and crunches on the bedroom floor. So the recent change to the routine has been the new show the Bunny watches during her crunch time. Does she catch up on current world affairs with the news? No. Does she check out the weather for the upcoming day's forecast? No. Does she check out the Food Network for possible dinner ideas later? No. Is she maybe even watching wedding shows to prepare for the upcoming big day? No.
So what is the Bunny watching? Well, while I'm still in the shower with water pounding down on my head, I can still hear the high pitched shrieks of her laughter from the bedroom as she is cracking up at the tv. And this fantastically entertaining and funny show that has the Bunny spellbound in her morning routine - no other than the Beverly Hillbillies. Jesus. I just hope they don't start replaying the Brady Bunch anytime soon in the morning.

Quote Smakk
The sun finally broke out long enough in Big D to enjoy both some time at the pool with the Bunny and a round of golf with the boys this weekend. The best quote from the weekend came from Buster on explaining why he needed to use his credit card to buy beer from cart girl.
"I don't have anyway to get cash now. The wife took away my ATM card after my last trip to Vegas." Classic.
With my bach party coming up, you better start stashing away some bills under the mattress, boy....