Okay, so I didn’t run this morning. But not to worry, I’m running after work. I’m getting off at 1, so I’m going to the park (hopefully with Ren) and will run in the daylight again! Well, full afternoon daylight as opposed to morning daylight. I went to dinner last night with Ren and her brother and mom and stepdad, and we didn’t get back until late, and I had to pack up and put some stuff in my car, etc, etc so no time this morning.

Also, this is the last time I’ll be able to post until after Christmas. I’ll be away from my computer (and my dreamweaver, most importantly) but I’ll write about everything I do during the little break. I’m anticipating a five miler tomorrow (Saturday), a three miler on Monday, and a four miler (with Chris, in Baton Rouge) on Wednesday morning, before I head back to New Orleans. The most crucial of these, I feel, is the five-miler tomorrow. I really have to make myself get out and do the entire five miles, alone, no matter how much I don’t want to. I still don’t know where I’m going to do it, but I’ll figure something out. It may just end up being 15 laps around my mom’s street. Yeeeps.

I’m excited about Christmas particularly this year. I realized last night that this is the first time in three years that my entire immediate family will be together for Christmas. Excepting my father, of course. But in 1998 (the first Christmas without him) my mother, sister, and I flew up to Seattle to spend Christmas with my brother and sister-in-law. It was nice, it snowed on Christmas day and everything, but it was an unreal Christmas. In a hotel room…with my mom and sister snoring on either side of me…no dad…etc…etc. This year should be much much better. I’m excited. Actually, this is the first time in three years we’ve all been together, period, not just at Christmas.

I guess if I move to England, it might be the last Christmas together for a while, too. I guess it has its downsides, too.