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We went to the Yard House in Costa Mesa for Steve’s birthday last night. I’ve never been there before and I really enjoyed it. They have over 150 beers on tap, but I still ended up getting something I could get at the store. Oh well. I got my beer in a ½ yard glass (which I heard is 32 oz.). Everyone seemed to enjoy their dinner and I ended up getting half of my dinner on my shirt. Hopefully it will come out.

Shamoo is fine. He has been going crazy during the day. I can tell he wants to go outside, but he still doesn’t have an ID tag on his collar yet. He escaped on Monday night and we found him in our neighbor’s backyard. I didn’t want to jump the fence, so we were calling him and offering him treats to come back. It was like the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland with the prisoners trying to coax the dog holding the keys to come closer. He came back into the house as soon as we walked away.

Everything in my life seems to be revolving around money right now. I’m working on some retirement investment spreadsheets for my dad. I’m also using spreadsheets to plan paying down our bills and to buy a house. Paying off the bills it the easy part. Getting enough money to buy a house feels like I am chasing a train. I’m running at 5 mph and the train is going 7 mph.