I decided to find something new to play with on my blog. I'm going to start playing Friday Fragments. In case you don't know what they are, these are little snippets of things that happen during your week that aren't quite meaty enough for a full post, but are interesting enough to pass along.

Blake is so funny - whenever he is looking around the house for me, he'll call out "Marco" and I'll answer "Polo" and we'll do that until he finds out what room I'm in - (we have a six bedroom house, so there are a lot of possibilities). They are studying the medieval times in history now and the other day he came up to me and said in shocked tones "Did you know that Marco Polo was a real person?" Uh yeah son, I did know that.

Speaking of world history - Blake has some kind of world domination video game. It's like Risk or something and they have all these countries fighting each other. The only problem is that they have Ghandi leading one of the armies! Um hello? Ghandi??? Did anyone actually study world history before they created this game?

I cracked my boss up yesterday. I had accidentally forgotten my laptop in my car overnight - in 8 degree weather. When I came in, I was a little bit worried about starting it up because it was so cold. I was afraid something inside might have frozen up. So I went to my co-worker's desk and I was using her heater to defrost it. My boss is in Phoenix, so he thought that was about the funniest thing he'd ever heard.

I cracked him up even more in the afternoon when I had to reschedule a meeting because I was taking my son to a casino for his 21st birthday. I guess when you have an employee who is an overweight, grey haired, grandmother who lives in Salt Lake, that's not quite what you expect her to come up with.

Yes, I am taking my son to a casino for his birthday. We had a low-budget version of Las Vegas that's about an hour away and we're going to take him there for a little minor debauchery on his 21st birthday. Now I can see with a lot of kids why you wouldn't want to do this, but honestly, this is the most cautious kid. I think he needs to let his hair down a little, even if it's with his parents! It's funny, when I ride with him, I'm always like "Speed up son, you're not even going the speed limit!"

He's also excited about being able to finally buy his own beer. He's fascinated with beer lately, but you can tell he's just all talk. Once he turned 20 or so, we started letting him have an occasional beer, if we have company or something. We were getting gifts for all the grandkids at Thanksgiving, so we asked him what he wanted. He said a six pack. So we got him one just to see what he'd do with it. By Christmas, he still had two beers left, so I'm not too worried about it. I think the novelty will wear off once he is able to buy it himself.

I'm trying to watch the Biggest Loser this season, mainly because all my Twitter buddies are watching it and it gives me something to chat about. I know a lot of people find it inspirational, but to me it's just a way to torture fat people!

This was reinforced in the opening show when they took these really huge people and slapped them on a bike for a 26 mile bike ride in the first few minutes at the ranch. Honestly, are they trying to kill them off? It seems like the people get bigger and bigger and the exercises get more and more strenuous. At the end of the episode, it looked like most of the people had lost between 25 and 35 POUNDS during the first week. They say that 2-4 pounds a week is sensible weight loss. Losing the equivalent of a toddler during your first week of dieting seems pretty drastic to me. I'll have to stay tuned just to see who keels over during one of those grueling workout sessions!

Matt started his new job this week. He is a Medical Assistant to a Dermatologist. I'm delighted for him, but I was also just a little bit gleeful to see my lazy teenager have to get up at 5:30 every morning to be at work! And I guess this guy really works his butt off. He has patients every 10 minutes from 7:00 in the morning until about 5:00 at night. Matt is scheduled for 36 hours, but he worked 45 hours in his first week. Poor kid was so exhausted, he would come home, take a nap, eat dinner, sleep some more, and then get up and go to bed. Welcome to the real world son!

With Blake, we are having the great snow cave debate. His Scout troop is going snow camping next weekend. He wants to go and Dad wants him to go, but I am not so sure. It just sounds ridiculous to me. I wouldn't mind if they had a cabin or something to go and warm up in, but they are outside in the snow the whole weekend.

You don't see Girl Scouts doing stuff like that - they're too smart! Instead, the kids are supposed to build up a big pile of snow, tunnel a tiny cave out of it and then drag all their gear inside this thing and try to sleep in there. I'm just picturing him getting his sleeping bag wet in the snow and ending up with his little teeth chattering, or wandering off and getting lost, or collapsing the damn cave on himself. He'll probably go, but I don't think his Mama is going to sleep very well that night.



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