This weekend was about as perfect as you can get.

Friday night, I saw the Last Samurai, which I really enjoyed (mostly because I like sword fighting, I like epics, I like Tom Cruise, and I like superficial, half-formed thoughts about Eastern philosophy). I got home at 2 a.m. And woke up to run a 5K. I beat my last time by 4 minutes (because I am like the slowest person in the universe, and I need to start pushing myself harder, because my legs once again aren't aching -- they used to ache for at least a day after every 5K).

Then I picked Nick (my roommate)'s mom up at the airport, took her to lunch and the mall, took a nap and then off to see the Nutcracker -- performed by the N. Houston Repetoire Ballet (Nick's company). Anyway, it was very good, and the two principals from the Houston ballet were spectacular. And Nick was wearing a lot of makeup. And then went to dinner.

I slept away half the day on Sunday (yeh). Then I vegged around the house and read (some East of Eden and then I decided to re-read the Two Towers). I took each of the dogs on a seperate walk (it gave me a little more opportunity to work with them -- I'm trying to get them to stop on the sidewalk whenever they get to the street until I give them a "let's go" command, Bennet had it figured out in about 20 minutes. Apache was dumbfounded at why I kept yelling at her when she ran into the street.) I took another nap. Then went over to watch the unedited version of Fellowship of the Ring at Gavin and Jen's house.

I have all sorts of Kohart news. First, props to Nick (my brother) who also ran a 5K this weekend. In Vermont. In several feet of snow, so they had to run laps on the track. Oh, and he and thirty of his fraternity brothers were wearing Santa Claus suits (to benefit Big Brothers/Sisters charities). Bucks County got 12 inches of snow, which is crazy, cause I remember entires years when we didn't get any snow at all! Aunt Julie and Uncle John are moving from New Hope to Newtown, where they bought something with a lot of land (and that's all I know about that, someone should fill me in on these things!). I have also managed to deduce that Rini is apparently not pregnant this season because Dad bought her a bunch of snowboarding stuff (she was never able to "ski" with us the previous two winters because of her "delicate" condition, so instead she sat around the house all day while we were on the slopes). Hm, that's about all from the Kohart clan.