My finance professor at Loyola offered us extra credit in our summer class if we’d submit a list of 100 goals to him.  Having a goal of earning an ‘A’ in the class (goal #58 on the list), I decided that if he was willing to take non-finance work as credit for finance, that I would take him up on the deal.  I’ve always been goal-driven, and in fact had written a list of goals of things I wanted to accomplish before I got married (goal list unfortunately long mislaid).  Since then, though, I’d focused on only 1 or 2 goals at a time, and hadn’t again jotted down a list of things to do.  What I discovered in performing the exercise that the act of generating 100 goals was insightful as to what kinds of things I’d like to do.  To get to 100, I had to brainstorm in all sorts of directions.  Goal #1: Read the Bible completely.  Other goals included things like run a marathon (scheduled for Oct 28), run a marathon in less than 4:15 (requiring a 9:43 per mile pace, not yet accomplishable by me for more than 1 mile at a time: hey, I’m slow, but I’ll finish), train a puppy as a seeing eye or other guide dog, help build a house for Habitat for Humanity, read ‘Moby Dick’ (read a few chapters while eating my sushi the other night), receive a patent, ….  [and the list goes on].  Nothing too controversial, though I did vow to get another tattoo.  (I thought about checking that one off while my family was out of town this weekend, but I opted to do more boring things like mow the lawn.)

 Note that I did achieve goal #58 (get an ‘A’).  Goal #76 (get another tattoo) is as yet still pending.

A friend of ours sent us some pictures she took at various points earlier this year.  Her daughters and our daughters like to play together, and Cora thinks of Sammy as her best friend.  In amongst the pictures were a few shots of Cameron.  What I noticed about the picture is that Cameron still had straight hair: I think of him as my curly-haired little man, and in these, his hair hadn’t yet “sproinged”.  This was only a few months ago: just looks like a different little kid to me.

Cameron with “sproing” versus Cameron pre sproing.  (Pre sproing picture taken just a scant two months ago…)