A pretty busy saturday today.   I’m just now decompressing, and having a little Zip time.

The wife and I have been doing some picking lately.   Buying low, and selling high.  It satisfies my inner greed.   We make a good team,  I enjoy the time with her, and I get to learn a thing.     I like to barter, and I’ts fun meeting people and interacting.      I’m enjoying it.   It started at the break of dawn again.

Then we dropped the youngest off at a birthday party, and had some time to scout out some antique shops.    I love the history.    So much like riding:   Any given piece has a history, and a story behind it.    It makes my mind race.       I love it.        That rotted out and rusty wagon wheel supported a family, going somewhere.     That lunch box was the pride of some kid at school.     That soldiers helmet was at the front line, of a battle I may or may not have read about.      That clock stood on someones mantle.

Our oldest daughter came home today.     We picked her up at the airport, and asked a stranger to shoot a family photo.

I couldn’t ask for better kids.    I’m a pretty lucky dude.