Tomorrow, I'm getting up at 6 a.m. to head to the airport. From there, I'll fly to Phildelphia (I'm standing by on the earliest flight of the day, but if not, will be taking the 10 a.m. one). And from Phildelphia, I'll drive 6+ more hours to Killington. All and all, I'll get to the resort 14 hours after I leave Houston. Coming back, a little less travel time, but made up for by the fact that I'll have to get up at 4 a.m. Monday morning to make my flight! Oh, what I do for two days of skiing!!

Nick and Cari are making the dogs howl. They do this more and more when they all get worked up and Nick and Cari encourage it. I think its disturbing. And bizarre. Cari is barking at the dogs now. Who's training who?

I made an emergency run to REI after class (class length: 30 minutes) - to excitedly find everything on clearance. I got fleece pants and a new hat. I restrained myself from buying a millionth fleece sweater and tried to avoid too much drooling over various camping gadgets...

(This entry is dedicated to Jen M., since she's the only one who will probably read this entry between now and when I depart in the morning, because she's working the overnight shift and possibly bored out of her mind and definitely a little tired. Stop yawning Jen and wake up and smile or make a midnight blog entry or something!!!)