To everything there is a season...

To everything there is a season... this seems to be the season of firsts in my life. First marriage, first visit to Rome... and tonight, my first attempt (and maybe last) at ice skating.

I am in awe of the ice skaters I see on TV. It isn't NEARLY as easy as it looks. Now I'm not claiming to be a dog, but there is real truth to the saying, "You can't teach an old dog new tricks!"

Anyway, it was something I always wanted to try and I am glad I did. Next time I'll probably invest in a helmet, knee pads and elbow pads. Or maybe just a full body pad. I didn't fall but I was pretty scared I was going to. I'm simply too old to be adding another first to my life... BROKEN BONES!!!

Here is a picture to prove I risked life and limb. And yes, the Bears shirt I am wearing is the one Dave purchased on my behalf at da' Bears-Panthers game (see November blog entry) whilst proudly wearing his Panthers shirt. :)

After ice skating, we headed to Edwardo's in Oak Park with a group of friends from church. Good company and good food, especially after all that work of skating, er, I mean pulling myself along the rails.