Wow, I am so swamped at work this week. Just when I think it’s settling down, something new happens to rile it up again. Craziness!

So my weekend was fine. Nothing super exciting. Ray put on a marvelous Opening Ceremony for the GA Special Olympics. My hands were literally sore for two days straight afterwards because I clapped so much! M&K went away on vacation so the Handitards spent most of the weekend dog-sitting. And by “dog-sitting” I mean “watching HD DVDs on their 44-inch flat screen TV.” And I had a delightful girls’ dinner with the female half of the Canadians and some other people of the female persuasion at Fritti, which was deeelicious as usual. Seriously, you should go to Fritti if you ever have the chance. Otherwise we mostly laid low. Gone are the days when I went out 4 nights out of 7, folks. These days I’m lucky if we make it out for dinner once a week. It’s nice to save the money but my local restaurant appraisals are sorely lacking. Perhaps this weekend I will scout out a new restaurant to go to just for blog fodder, eh?

It snowed almost all day on Saturday, which engendered extreme excitement from everyone. People went a little crazy. It was most definitely snow, it fell all day on Saturday and in my neighborhood it accumulated to about 2 or 3 inches on certain surfaces. Events were canceled, roads were closed, and car accidents abounded. Of course, the roads were totally clear because the snow was too ephemeral to stick on anything except grass. For me, the best part about it was watching it fall, it felt so calm and looked so pretty. I have not forgotten how soothing it is to curl up under a blanket on the couch while the snow falls outside. It’s my absolute favorite thing about winter.

Exciting TV news: Prison Break is back from hiatus! Wheeeee! I had forgotten about that show until I saw it, already recorded, on the DVR queue. And happiness abounds. Still haven’t watched this week’s episode yet but last week’s finds all the characters back into the mix. I live in hope that somehow the beheading of Dr. Sara was faked, more because I luff her and so does Michael “Drool” Scofield than for any other reason. Usually in January I am entertained by a one-two punch of Prison Break followed by 24 (followed by me too wired to sleep all night) but unfortunately 24 is one of the writer’s strike casualties. I understand, you can’t order only 10 episodes of a serialized drama that plays in [ahem] real time [cough] over a 24 hour period. It is for this reason that I am okay with no 24 this season. It’ll play next season, made all the better because there won’t be a danger of production-woes hanging over it.

We are back to our regular mid-week routine. I am building up my weekly mileage again, which feels good. This week I am on track for 30 miles, which before the holidays would have been a normal week, and will be again by the end of this month. My new running shoes kick ass. I am ruminating on a new photo essay for my Flickr account, but this one is proving more difficult than the others, and may require actual planning on my part. Hmph! Lastly, so many deaths in Hollywood! Last week, Brad Renfro; this week, Heath Ledger. Livin’ on the edge, sometimes you fall over!