I'm on vacation. Ahhh. This morning I celebrated by waking up, making a pot of coffee, and promptly beating Number Ten at Scrabble. Thank God!
We are getting about two feet of snow here today. I got to go snowshoeing for the first time this season. Now I am doing eight loads of laundry and responding to e-mail that has been in my inbox since September. In a little while I will help Ten address her holiday card envelopes. I don't know how I let her talk me into this; I suppose I was feeling a little sorry for her after her devastating loss this morning. Mark my words that this is the only Christmas season in which I will participate in such an activity.
I am heading to Louisiana on Wednesday morning. But, since I have a thirty-minute layover in D.C. and God-awful, terrible, bad luck with air travel, it'll probably be more like Thursday morning. All that time in the airport will give me a chance to craft an action plan called Operation Don't Let Medical School Make You Miserable, which I plan to put into effect after the new year.