It’s been a long couple of days. Between my husbanad’s ongoing birthday celebration and seeing some close friends over dinner, I have eaten like the proverbial pig and I feel like one. Ugh. Tomorrow…crack of dawn…me, a pair of running shoes, and an iPod. I. Must. Run. It. Off. (Serious gamblers, be advised that the odds of Julia actually following through with the threat of running is a little less than 50/50).
