Turkey Satiated
So, how was your Thanksgiving? Did you eat too much? But of course. I started the day with my very own Turkey Trot. The official SF one is limited to 1,000 people and was sold out by the time I was willing to commit (the night before). So I ran through the city and every time someone passed me (I know, shocking, right? That people pass me. I’ll wait why you recover your senses) I would try to keep pace with them for at least a block, maybe more. Lucky me there are A LOT of people who run on Thanksgiving in preparation of the pending caloric overload. Made for a memorable run. Then we baked raisin scones, honey-glazed carrots and whipped up a

Thankful
I’m republishing my post from last year. Because it’s still true. Don’t know if that makes me boring or lucky. Happy Thanksgiving Everyone! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Thanksgiving 2008 Recently my blogging buddies have been sharing what they’re thankful for and it got me thinking…and then of course I do my best thinking while writing…so you get to share in my thoughts. Lucky you. Bert. I’d write all about what an amazing person he is but that would take pages and pages (really more along the lines of War and Peace) so I’m just going to say tha

General Colin Powell Photo
As promised, proof of my brief brush with fame last week. And look, eyes open! Well, of course General Colin Powell has his eyes open. He’s a pro. It was me I was worried about! Perhaps I should have worn a more understated jacket. Oh well. Wishing everyone a HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

I’m Katherine Hepburn
A girlfriend (thanks Angela/Debbie Reynolds) sent me this quiz in email the other day. If you have a few extra moments to doodle about with a funny quiz over the holiday weekend, check it out. There are only 10 questions so it doesn’t take long. I took it and the result was this… Number your paper from 1 to 10, then answer each question with

Event Hangover
First there is the adrenaline rush of the moment. Which in an event like one last week stretches on for four days. Then comes exhaustion. When you’ve addressed absolutely every last detail and loose end you collapse. And sleep. Which I did. A lot. Late into the morning. In the middle of the afternoon. Early in the evening I just kept nodding off to dreamland. A