Don't ever get married and have kids...

Dad said that for years. We always got a good laugh out of it, and its one of the most prevalent memories that Donivan and I have of him. Not the most memorable, but when you say the words around those who knew him, everyone knows who said it.

That said, congrats to my cousin Derik for his recent engagement! I wasn't in town to see him when he picked up the ring, but I have talked to him. For those curious, their probable wedding date will be sometime in August. Another cousin, Natalie, will be wed sometime in June (so I'm told). So, my parents' "godchildren" will be married by year end. Good luck bro (and sis).

My summer is filling up with offers to go places. First, Donivan and Stephanie, and, at the moment, two of our other friends, are planning a Vegas trip in mid-May. Sticking with the Dad theme, one of the things Dad and I talked about since I turned 15 years old was the two of us walking into a Vegas casino together on my 21st birthday. That never materialized, and I never got the opportunity to go golfing/gambling with him before he was gone. As per usual, I didn't listen to him in time and decided to get married. I've already talked to Conner and he's down with going if I go (because a) Donivan's whipped, and b) he's a fun guy to hang out with), so I'll need the number of a good bails bondsman.

Anyway, Vegas has always been somewhere I wanted to go, and this might be my first opportunity. Dunno yet. At the moment, I'm still planning on going to New Hampshire in July. I'd maybe take in the races up there that weekend, and Boston/NY during the week. Doubt that I will be able to do both though, especially with the trips to Wichita Falls for Derik and, I assume, Austin or San Angelo for Natalie. So decision time is quickly approaching, but I will be going somewhere.