I haven't blogged in ages, so I should.
Why not... you ask? (ok, you didn't, but I am answering you anyway)
In a bit of a funk the past few weeks. Not really feeling the whole Christmas thing this year. The kids are older and don't seem to care as much. They have nothing exciting on their wishlists because the days of them DYING to have that 'tickle-me-Elmo-Zsu-Zsu-Pet-Wii-cabbage-patch-kid' are gone. I LOVED the hunt. I LOVED the Black Friday craziness trying to grab deals and fight crowds, but I didn't go this year and I think I really need that big 'Holiday Season Kick-off.' Sean hasn't admitted it yet, but he certainly must not believe in Santa anymore. Confession: I am not even CLOSE to done with my xmas shopping.
Also. I miss running. WTF, right? Never thought I would hear myself say that. It's too dark in the morning and after work to run right now. And it's also just too fucking cold. I went for a run on Sunday and couldn't feel my legs for 2 hours afterwards. I REALIZE I can get-a-headlight/reflective vest-run-on-a-treadmill. It's not the same. At all. If I were only running for exercise, then those aforementioned things would indeed be "just excuses," but I run because I enjoy the experience running outdoors (without the snot freezing in my nose or the cold air piercing my lungs like needles).
Oh yeah and also.... The Jets suck and I want to line them up and smack them one-by-one right now.
