So I’m going to the ATL tomorrow. We are having thanksgiving with the Cherry’s. And tomorrow morning Elizabeth, her sister Emily, me, Libby, Steve, Steve’s dad, and a host of other folks are all running in the turkey trot half marathon. 13.1 miles. Yay. I hope I don’t die.
It is still raining here. I’m ready for some pretty weather.
Last night, after I iced the precious little turkey cookies my mom made, Jennifer Blanchard and I went out for a little bit – hung out with Travers and a host of other kids. It was a lot of fun. There really were some young kids at the bar though. Made me feel very old.
Betsy and I discussed this morning how fast time passes these days. We can’t believe another year is over. We are a touch worried we are going to wake up one day and be 35 and have no idea where our twenties went, much less our early 30s. I’m in my mid to late 20s. That is nuts. I feel like I should be 19. Of course then I see 19 year olds at the bar and I realize I’m not 19.
I have very festive mittens that make me happy. And I’m eating a now and later that is probably ten years old. Eww.
Let me just say for the record that Happiness is an egg and cheese biscuit from bojangles. Pure and utter joy.
I am very thankful for so many things in my life. And I appreciate all of you who read my blog. I feel like it has given me the opportunity to interact with a lot of really cool people in many different places.
I want one of these for christmas (in person, please)- 
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
Happy Thanksgiving!! I hope yousurvived your marathon ?(Am full of admiration for you doing that…these days my running endeavours extend to chasing after students who skipped their lunch DT’s)
Had to chuckle over your christmas request…(the hat is nice too! *grn*)