I thought it would be fun, just to mix things up a bit, to share small snapshots into my life. Nothing major or heavy. Just kinda light-hearted and fun. I think we all need more of that, don't you?

Okay, so today I'm outside, enjoying an incredibly beautiful Pacific Northwest sunny day, washing the Jacobson fleet of cars (my gas-guzzling Expedition; the wife's 'Benz, and the kids beat-up Mazda Protege).

Since it's so warm out, and I'm using the hose rather liberally, I opt to go shirt-less.

About this time, we usually hear one of the neighbor kids yell, "Thar She blows!"

We even occasionally get the SPCA Emergency Response Team to show up from reports of a 'beached' whale.

So I'm out washing our cars, when my youngest son, Luke (you know, the one who should be out here helping me, but is too busy watching TV), yells at me from the upstairs window:

"Hey, Dad! Some of my buddies are coming over in a few minutes. Can you put your shirt back on?"

Alright, so where is that Richard Simmon's "Sweatin' to the Oldies" CD?