9: Chickens in Dave’s and Joy’s Santa Barbara backyard.
500: Days of Summer from the film we saw.
50: Meters of the San Luis Obispo (or SLO if you’re cool) outdoor pool we swam in.
25: Yards across said Olympic pool since it was set up for short course.
35: Times I used my new tiny neoprene camera case with a velcro belt loop as a pretend cell phone.
35: Times I embarrassed my daughters talking really loudly into new “cell phone”.
125: Times I said “tru dat” to emphasize the absolute veracity of something.
9: Hours slept per day.
-1: My score relative to par for six holes on Wednesday (a bird and five pars).
1: Time 17 showed me around Facebook.
4: Extra miles run (and walked) in the hills after missing a turn.
5: Pieces of fruit eaten per day.
1: Time I stole a Harry Potter novel from 17 while staging a Pothead intervention.
164: Feet of elevation in about .25 miles on Equestrian Drive.
0: Times sleeping daughters requested a follow up guitar-based wake up song.