Category Archives: 52 Weekends

9 of 52 Weekends: 20 Freaking Miles

When I was in Kindergarten one Sunday at church someone stood up and announced the sign ups for the annual Crop Walk. It was one of those messages that they allow the messenger to give from the pulpit just before the benediction that sometimes also precedes a special collection. Usually I’d just be annoyed at

3 of 52 Weekend: Bowels, Basketball and Birthday

I’ll spare the details on the bowels portion of the weekend, but suffice it to say that an enema does not seem like a good idea at any age and 6-years-old is no exception. In fact right after Nola said “I’m freaking out!” She said, “I do not think this is a good idea!” Every

2 of 52 Weekend: Girls Weekend

I love Norman. It is a great town to raise a family in. It’s got a small town feel with all the stuff that any big town would have to offer. There are plenty of mom and pop businesses, great food, museums, parks and if you need a big box store we got those too

1 of 52 Weekends: Feet and Fish

There was some commercial on while I was running the treadmill the other day that pointed out that there are only 52 weekends in a year. Something like “Only 52 weekends a year. What are you going to do with them?” I think it was a commercial on the Travel Channel about some amazing destination