Merry Christmas

I love being in Houston with family. I miss Poodle and Fernash, but I'm sure they are enjoying their skiing trip to West Virginia. I miss Lindsey, but I'm happy that she can spend the holidays with Brandon's family. Christmas is always a wonderful day for our family. And now with grandkids, we have some funny stories.


We gave Caroline and Devin little bikes for Christmas. They were in the office at Ryan's home, where Ryan keeps his carbon-fiber road bike. We took Caroline and Devin into the office and asked them which bike they thought was for them. Caroline took the pink Princess bike. Devin looked around, then pointed to Ryan's bike. But we convinced him it was too big for him. So he took the 'Cars' bike.

And it appears that my children remember what they have always given me for Christmas, as I received a bottle of dry-roasted peanuts, one bottle each from Bethany, Ryan, and Carrie!

May the Spirit of Christ, which is the Spirit of Christmas, be with you always!!

It´s a Tough Job, but Somebody Has to Do It, Part 2

What do Memphis, TN; Punta Cana, Dominican Republic; Paris, France; Provo, UT; Houston, TX; Huatulco, Mexico; and Beverly Hills, CA have in common?

These are places I've traveled to since mid-October of this year. And only the trips to Provo and Houston were vacation. The remainder of the trips were for business. Next week, I will actually spend Monday through Friday in the office, for the first time since the end of October. A week from tomorrow, on Monday 21 December, we leave to celebrate Christmas and the New Year in Houston. I'll return to the office on 7 January, 2010. Then in mid January, I'm off to Orlando, for business, of course.

It´s a tough job, but somebody has to do it!!!

Only a Physician Would Notice

I have become almost addicted to sleeping with a fan. I like the 'humm'. We were at Ryan's home Saturday night. I went to bed at about 11:00 pm. And as always, I turned on the fan. MTB stayed up later to read a book. I knew when she came to bed, but fell asleep very quickly. I woke up a few hours later, and she was gone. I assumed I had been snoring, which happens regularly. And I fell asleep again.

On Sunday morning, I commented that I must have been snoring quite loudly, since she had to leave and sleep on the couch.

MTB: 'No, you weren't snoring.'

DTB: 'So why did you leave?'

MTB: 'The fan was mimicking a heart murmmer, and it wasn't a benign murmer. It drove me crazy, and I had to leave."

Only a Physician would notice.......