Upcoming Labor Day Trip

So for Labor Day, my girlfriend thought it'd be a great idea to rent a cabin in Kentucky for some rock climbing...a cabin so that her WHOLE family can go rock climbing with us.

Yeah...so it's me, as the rock climbing tour guide, taking my girlfriend's mom, dad, little sister, and little sister's boyfriend, out to the crag for 4 days and 3 nights. Oh, and their dogs too.

Am I nervous? Yes. Scared that things may go wrong? Definitely. Excited for the trip? Of course!

I'll admit, I'm totally freaking out on this one. There's nothing like the possibility of miserably failing to impress your girlfriend's family. Right? Whew, talk about pressure!

I'm sure the trip will go well and everyone will have tons of fun, but it'll definitely be a sigh of relief when it's all over.

Another bad idea...

Check out this story about a website that composed solely of "hot" female attorneys.

http://www.law.com/jsp/article.jsp?id=1202422828879

To sum up, the website posted pics and bios of female attorneys that they considered "hot," from law firm websites. But after some national exposure and very unhappy female attorneys, the site was recently taken down.

This totally reminds me of conversations my fellow law school colleagues would have about our law school's newest addition of the "Who's who" while drinking copious amounts of alcohol.

Good thing we sobered up to know it was a bad idea.

Getting up there in life...

I just realized today that my birthday's coming up this month and I'll be 29. This means that I have one more year before I officially hit being the 'old guy.' Yes, I know. 30's not old. But isn't it the age where your body starts going down hill? Where I won't be able to climb at the gym 4 days a week with 2 soccer games on the weekend and bikram yoga during the week? Where I start saying things like, "I can't drink any beer tonight because I have to run tomorrow" or "I really need a recovery day" and the recovery day is not because of drinking?

Ugh, just 3 years ago, I'd go out drinking on a Friday night with my friends till 4 am, then wake up at 8am for a soccer game during an excruciatingly hot summer day. Now the very thought of more than 4 beers the night before a soccer game sounds horrible.

Well, at least I still drink on Fridays, right? I guess I'll officially be 'old' when I choose not drink at all. But until then, 4 beers the night before a game it is!

dumb song in my head...

Every time I see an article covering the R. Kelly trial here in Cook County, Chicago, I get the song "I Believe I can Fly," in my head for the rest of the day.