Bad news first. I recently dumped the guy I had been seeing, which means that my holiday plans with his family are now off. I really want to find something for Christmas Eve - ideally, I'd cook for friends, but nothing yet. I did sign up to do another 5k on Christmas day and yet another one on New Year's Day. I must find something fun for New Year's Eve. Otherwise, there's always
Pi, my favorite night-time hangout since the Metro died. I do wish I wasn't feeling so lonely, but I'm sure it'll pass.

Good news: I got a roomba!!! Her name is Peppermint Patty. She's sage green and her personality reminds me of a grasshopper. She has made my apartment absolutely clean since the day of her arrival. I turn her on before I leave work and
shazzam! the floors look beautiful after a long day at work. I love her. I tell her every day. I don't want to live without her ever again.
More good news. I've been working out pretty steadily and training for a sprint triathlon in June 2008. At the end of October, I decided to join Weight Watchers. Surprisingly (or maybe not so surprisingly), I'm starting to look really good and I'm feeling even better. According to my doctor's office, I've lost 18 pounds so far. At one point, I was a size 20-22, but I'm now a real size 16 (as opposed to an I-can-squish-my-tummy-in-and-fit-into-a-1
6). I am not starving myself. In fact, I'm eating more frequently and healthily than I can remember. I was worried that I was going to lose my ass, but the running, spinning, and pilates is actually giving me a little bit of a bubble butt. Thank you, higher powers!