I was trying to think of an appropriate blog for this annual rite of passage. There is a lot that needs to get done, both at home and work, before we board the Big Bird to SJC. Once there, it won't be a marathon; we will be in full sprint mode. This is NOT a vacation by any stretch of the imagination, but there wasn't a place on my time card to mark "Five days off for insanity, after which I'll need a break."
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of my running and all of my cunning
If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane
If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane
If we weren't all crazy we would go insane