|Seen after my run--disgusting, but oddly fascinating.|
|First day of Winter.|
|The lowest amount I've paid for nearly a full tank of gas (I have|
a 12.5-gallon tank) in a long, long time.
|Blurry, but when Millie sees me, I don't get much chance|
for picture-taking before she's up and wanting a cuddle.
|California Girl, California Sunset|
|Hot buttered rum, Mom's fruitcake, and the best Christmas|
|"You're going for a run on your break? *sniff* You're weird."|
|Five miles! My longest run since the Urban Cow.|
|The bird blends in.|
|A lot of standing water from the recent rains.|
|It is truly beautiful here.|
|Died my hair a slightly darker brown for winter.|
|...and cheese. BLISS.|
|Butternut squash mac and cheese, and also great company:|
Meghan and The Roz.
|At our table. I giggled.|
|After the gym--yes, on Christmas Eve--I got down to business.|
|Tea and a truffle. Life is good.|
|"How many of those pressies are for ME?"|
|Our annual Meg-'n-Mill selfie.|
|Mom's prime rib was superb.|
|The whole dinner was superb.|
|"This pressie smells good!!"|
|"What could it be, Millie?"|
"I dunno, Duckie. Let's open it. It has our names on it."
Duckie can't hold her nip.
|We watched about 15 minutes of the Grumpy Cat movie before|
|Yes, I ran on Christmas. Three miles. In a Santa hat.|
|Then I made a huge mess.|
|We had a full turkey dinner at Vern and Claire's. They're|
long-time friends of Mom and Dad, and I like them very much.
Claire's cousins were there, and they are lovely women, too.
|Vern, getting down to business.|
|We nearly broke the table.|
|Millie and one of the new toys.|
|The Last Truffle.|
|A half marathon training plan.|
|So, here we go. Ten weeks 'til the Shamrock'n Half.|
|A special Caturday collage.|
|I set off early, stopping outside of Dixon for gas.|
|Then I met Summer in Fairfield, and we spent a few hours|
in Wine Country.
|St. Helena, California|
|Mexican food for lunch.|
|Browsing the shops.|
|I was very good and did not buy anything at Woodhouse.|
|The vines are sleeping for the winter.|
|Wine bottles as decorations.|