This past weekend was my 15th high school reunion.  I didn't go.  We didn't have a 5-year or 10-year reunion, so this would have been my first chance to reconnect with some of my old classmates.  I have stayed in contact with a few, and thanks to Facebook, I am up to date with the mundane details of many of their lives.  I only graduated with 85 or so people.  What would you answer if I asked you what the chances are of one of my former classmates having a sex change?  If you answered "100 %", you'd be correct.  This seemed to have been the highlight of the night.  I mean, how do you top this?  

Instead of going to a class reunion, I celebrated Greg's dad's 60th birthday party.  One of the better gifts he got was this blow up doll.  The dog had a real go with her, and we didn't even stuff pulled pork up her rear end like we wanted to.

This coming weekend is the big relay race up in Vermont.  I am on a team with 7 others and we basically have to run the entire length of Vermont - 200 miles.  I am in charge of running 5 legs totaling 33 miles.  It is going to be interesting, considering the farthest I've run in the last 6 months is 9 miles.