My company, The Green Bay Packers (of which I have one share of stock) needs to raise prices next year to be competitive. The increases range up to $5 per ticket. Hey, profit is not a dirty word. I’m glad I don’t have season tickets.
This last week has been dedicated to my “body” repair. I have spent many hours in the dentist chair getting cavities filled and crowns put on teeth. My jaw hurts and my bank account feels worse. Then this morning I had my 6 month check-up at Theda-care. I needed to drive through 3-4 inches of snow and significant drifting to get to my early appointment. I figure if my doctor can get to the office, so can I.
So we are finally done with medical expenses. Whoops, your Mom was eating a salad and a crown appeared mysteriously on her tongue. It had fallen off a back tooth. Here we go again. The best outcome is that the tooth gets re-glued in place. The worst outcome is that she needs a whole new crown.
This week end is digging out of more snow. I get to watch the golf tournament in Tucson, Arizona where they have had snow and Danica Patrick competes with all the male studs at Daytona. If things go as normal, she will crash around the 40th lap and blame some other driver for cutting her off.
Oh yeah. Don’t forget the Academy Awards. That is where lots of people get awards for movie categories that no-one understands.
What is “cabin fever”? Stay warm!
Love,
Dad