I promise we are still here, we’ve just been busy trying new things. I was supposed to go ice skating with Christian, but due to some unfortunate craziness with my back causing me to walk and wince like an old lady, Scott got the honors. They stuck close to the rail, and Scott busted once, but other than that they both did really well. Christian can’t wait to go back. Jackson, on the other hand, wanted no part of it. He had no desire to bust his butt on the ice and sat here waiting patiently for everyone else to break a hip. I have a feeling we’ll be heading back to the ice tomorrow, and I also have a feeling that Jackson will find and resume his position in the chair and wait to hear who goes down first.