Half Way There

As my friend Mr. John Francis Bon Jovi once said, "You live for the fight when it's all that you've got. Whoa-o, we're half way there. Whoa-o, livin' on a prayer."

This Saturday was my half birthday. Which means I have exactly 6 months left to accomplish all my 30 by 30 goals.

I'm halfway through reading Don Quixote.

I'm halfway through memorizing the Declaration.

I'm halfway to 1,000 in Racquetball 1,000.

As for the other goals, basically I'm living on a prayer. Whoa-o.

End of an Era

The time has come to say good-bye to a beautiful era - The Teenage Years.
That's right, the Kitchen family has been a "teenager" family for 20 years, and today, it ended.

Today, our little baby Morgan turned 20.

She can now fully own up to all her aches and pains that would be more fitting to an old lady.

She can stand tall with pride on the family reunion excel spreadsheet and be listed as an "adult."

She will no longer have to hide in embarrassment when asked her age.

She can be like the rest of us - old.

So thank you, Morgan, for finishing that era off with such grace and beauty.

But Little Smoodycakes, I'm sorry to tell you that even though the Teenage Years Era has come to an end,
there's one era that will never end - The Baby Morgan Era.

Because no matter how old you are, you are still all of our little baby - forever and always.