Sympathy fries

While I should never have to admit this, I will.  For you...
 I started with a simple " I'm thirsty, a diet coke sounds good." But after thinking to myself, " don't go through the BBK drive through with an empty stomach", I decided to stop next-door at Starbucks for a friendly cheese and apple plated combo from the cooler shelf. I thought that it would be a healthier alternative to what I was really craving.  I sat in line of the drive through after my cheese purchase and recited my diet coke order.  " One large diet coke, thats all."  Then after about a five minute wait, the man came on the speaker.  "Welcome to Burger King, how can I help you?"  I blurted out, "one large diet coke and a small fry!" Without a breath. "What size?" the little man squawked. " Small, a small fry." I said looking around, like a weirdo. It sounded like he said said $3.70( muffled) at the next window.  
What if he said $4.70, while digging through my laundry change on my lap.  I pull up to the window.
"That will be $4.70." He said, looking me in the eye.
Oh crap! I thought, looking behind me as the line started to bend around the corner...
(I swear honking started to sound)
"Umm, Im so sorry but I only have enough for the coke."  I felt my cheeks turn pink, not because I didn't have enough, but because I wanted the fries so bad.  "How much do you have?", he said looking behind my car at the line.
" I have $3.70", I squeaked.  He handed me my guilt bag of grease, and smiled.  "It's okay."  I looked down and drove away...
Sympathy fries, I thought. Damn.

Tiger, Tiger, Tiger...

I don't know about you, but I am absolutely heartbroken about the latest breaking news about Tiger Woods.  Today, another women in his closeted past came to the "fore" front.  Kalika Moquin, a Las Vegas VIP host at the "Bank" nightclub where The Tiger Cat seemed to visit while in town. I'm sorry for those who may not like this.... 3x, and I hope your wife throws you out.

In the words of Tiger Woods:

I have let my family down and I regret those transgressions with all of my heart. I have not been true to my values and the behavior my family deserves. I am not without faults and I am far short of perfect. I am dealing with my behavior and personal failings behind closed doors with my family. Those feelings should be shared by us alone.

Although I am a well-known person and have made my career as a professional athlete, I have been dismayed to realize the full extent of what tabloid scrutiny really means. For the last week, my family and I have been hounded to expose intimate details of our personal lives. The stories in particular that physical violence played any role in the car accident were utterly false and malicious. Elin has always done more to support our family and shown more grace than anyone could possibly expect.

But no matter how intense curiosity about public figures can be, there is an important and deep principle at stake which is the right to some simple, human measure of privacy. I realize there are some who don't share my view on that. But for me, the virtue of privacy is one that must be protected in matters that are intimate and within one's own family. Personal sins should not require press releases and problems within a family shouldn't have to mean public confessions.

Whatever regrets I have about letting my family down have been shared with and felt by us alone. I have given this a lot of reflection and thought and I believe that there is a point at which I must stick to that principle even though it's difficult.

I will strive to be a better person and the husband and father that my family deserves. For all of those who have supported me over the years, I offer my profound apology.

New Moon

As a dedicated Twilight fan, I was disappointed with myself that it's taken me this long to see it.  Am I am sad to report that I didn't think it was as good as the first (book) because of my "team Edward" status. Although, the ending did make up for the hour of not seeing Edward, I still eat my feelings in popcorn. Jacob did not justify my 1500 hundred calories of buttery popcorn. Ugh!