It's overcast today, and snow is in the forecast. Good. Good.
Only six days until takeoff. I miss Northern California. It will be nice to see family and old friends. I miss the mountains that raised me. I've been working on Thorn... (four beers, now! Four beers?) Our's is a family that lacks tradition... it's something that I regret. Thorn and I have, in the last two, or three years, gone out drinking Christmas Eve. That's the only tradition I have (and I value it greatly). I've wondered if getting a bit toasted over Christmas dinner would be a wise thing. It may not be a popular choice with my mother... but God, would it be so much fun!