I took my PC to the puter fixer today. I just want to go on record as predicting that the problem is the motherboard. I’ll know early next week what the official diagnosis is and we’ll see if I’m right. Almost all of the symptoms (except a peculiar few) point to the hard drive but I’ve seen enough episodes of House to know that even though everything points to Lupus, we all know that its a toothpick sticking through the colon wall.

I’m not sure why I never mentioned it but Angel started a new job a few weeks ago. It came with a 20% salary increase and the office is five blocks from our house, as opposed to forty five minutes, which was the commute time to her last job. God is good.

The thought of disclosing on the Internet exactly where my wife works sort of gives me the heebie-jeebies so I won’t. I’ll just say she is the office manager for a law office that just opened a new branch here in Granite. For the last few weeks she’s been training at their Glen Carbon office but today was her first official day of business. The totals? Zero phone calls, zero walk-ins. That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout!

Riley is spending the night with my mom tonight so Angel and I went out on a date to celebrate he first big day of business. Our quiet, romantic evening started at this new Mexican joint in town. Nothing says “I love you” quite like a gigantic chicken burrito.

After that we spent the next hour gazing (glaring?) into each other’s eyes while slow dancing up and down the isles of Shop N Save. “We need to get this show on the road. I gotta use the John.” Yep! I still got it. Chivalry is not dead, it just needs some Imodium.

We ended the night (I guess it’s not actually over. She’s sitting on the couch reading a book right now) watching Survivorman and a Cardinals spring training game. That twinkle in my eye is Opening Day two days away.