We made a post on Next Door about old HO trains. Last night someone responded and I wasn't sure what to expect, but they were only a few minutes away, so why not check it out?
All the kids came with me. The couple was real nice. They had a huge tub with four locomotives, twenty or so cars, a bunch of track, bridges, scenery, and miscellaneous building materials. One of the locomotives was a pretty nice Athearn. I was most interested in the rolling stock but said, "This is worth more than I have." I only had $74 on me, so I offered that, and he took it! Score! I haven't calculated the value but I estimate it to be about $600 of stuff.
The boys engaged in building up the layout. Scott is working on a bridge and Tyler claimed the new Athearn as his own. Late last night I took it apart, hard wired the motor to the chassis, and verified function.
Kira asked me out for a date. She wanted to go to Digger's on the CM400, so that's how we went. It was fun and she wanted her picture taken. The bike fired right up and ran well. Good times!
When we got home, Mister greeted us. He likes to point at stuff and say, "Hot." He knows to not touch the motorcycle but for some reason he grabbed the exhaust pipe and burned himself even though I couldn't see where his hand was burnt. For the next four hours, he cried with his hand in a glass of cold water. We didn't get to bed until after midnight.
I still feel like a good dad, though, on account of the trains and date night. Heidi was most displeased, though. It's easy to critique everyone else's parenting abilities. When you're the one doing the parenting, you don't need to justify anything.
Also, we have a plan to phase out of my Monday gig and into another one. I'd like to give more details now but you'll just have to wait. I'm pretty excited. I'm also stoked about my upcoming reunion. People have been posting funny photos from the past. One was of Morg and me at 67 Harris Hall. I had on my Wendy's apron and hat and was standing at the stove with my pressure cooker.
I like to think that I've matured, but this is evidence that I'm still the same. Now I wear a Williams Sonoma apron. Good old Morg, I haven't talked to him since freshman year. Wow, what a slug I am.
Anyway, I'm feeling good about my life right now. I've had my anxiety under control for the past while. Last Monday I did three endos, one of which was a four canal lower molar. I don't know what's made the difference with anxiety but I'm glad it's not been so bad.
I've been watching a moto GP racing documentary on Prime called Hitting the Apex. It's kinda boring so I only watch a few minutes at a time. The bottom line is that motorcycle racing is dangerous, takes a certain kind of personality, and that anyone can win on a Honda. Take Valentino Rossi, for example, the Italian world champion at least nine times over. He rode a Honda to many victories, switched to Yamaha, and then switched to Ducati. He said, "Anyone can win on a Honda." While he was with Ducati, he didn't win a single race in two years. His dad said, "We thought he was getting worse. Then we realized the bike was getting worse." He then switched back to Yamaha and did better than he did with Ducati, but if he didn't win, a Honda did. Go, Honda!