One of my other activities is the Lower Macungie Township Parks, Recreation, Open Space and Farmland Preservation Board. It's interesting to be active in the community in this way. The opinions of the other board members are a microcosm of the township (albeit probably a slightly mis-represented microcosm) who really control quite a bit of the destiny of the physical attributes which make up our little municipality. I've enjoyed seeing the different sides of the discussion about parks and people from my role as a community member/advisor and hope that it works out to join the board in an official voting and leading capacity someday.

In a throwback to times when we lived in a hotel, Jenelle and I sat around the dinner table with Scrabble this evening. We didn't keep score, in the interest of time, and were frequently interrupted by Ollie hissing at Jay. Jay's back from the vet and now solely rear-wheel drive; Ollie can sense 'surgery' and 'car trip' and 'other smells' which override the loneliness he displayed last night and result in one gnarly, unpleasant, not-as-big-as-his-little-brother-anymore tan snarl.