On My New Commute . . .
Contestant #1: The Young 'Un

M.I.A.

All of a sudden I realized that it's been a week since my last post -- I guess I needed a break.  Either that, or I had to recover from all my walking during the transit strike.  Either way, I'm back.

The past week has been a blur of fun, food and festivities, from Christmas Eve roast beef with my mom and Stephen, to Christmas brunch at Fran's, to a huge family dinner at Pampano last night.  And, oh yeah, my 35th birthday was in there somewhere (or as my friend Gary called it, my half 70th birthday.  Thanks, Gary -- just remember that you're older than I am).  I still have some mixed feelings about turning 35, and the egg-freezing conversation that my cousins and I had on Christmas just added to the mix, but overall, I'm feeling pretty good.  I started the day with a training session, and ended it surrounded by good friends.  I received birthday wishes (and flowers -- thanks Dad and Joan!) from friends via phone, text message, and email -- thank you all so much for a perfect birthday. 

And now that the year is winding down, it's time for a few things -- I'm going to try to pull some of my favorite photos from the year (although I didn't make calendars this time around), and, of course, you get the choose the Sweet Blog o' Mine Jackass of the Year.  Stories begin soon.

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