Here it is, documented at arm's length for me you. Ok fine, for me.
I ended last year's post with this photo, taken in Hawaii, and said that early self-portraits indicated that 2010 was up to the challenge of filling 2009's shoes.
Holly, Kristen and I took a roadtrip to Gruene in April to taste wine. And drink wine. Don't worry though, we took a breather at the Grist Mill between wineries. We had beer there. To cleanse the palate.
Here's Chrystal, Katie and me in Virginia Beach on Labor Day. We'd spent a couple hours the previous day running the Rock & Roll Half-Marathon. Which is why we devoted some time the next day, as we sat by the boardwalk, to being angry at all of the people running by. Dirty show-offs!
October's adventures included camping and hiking in George Washington National Forest in West Virginia (pictured) as well as apple-picking, pumpkin carving, Army Ten Miler running, and Annapolis Food & Wine Festival attending.
Good thing I included that photo of Holly and me in New Orleans so you'll know that we only look like this when we've just finished running four miles in some mucky weather. Like we did on Thanksgiving in the San Antonio Road Runners Turkey Trot.
In December, I got an early Christmas gift from the United States Navy, when Raj found out that he matched at the National Naval Medical Center in Bethesda for his internship next year. Meaning that it will be at least a year and a half before he has to move. I could kiss the residency director who made that decision right on the mouth.
Then again, it was Raj who worked and studied really hard and impressed everybody over at NNMC so that he was able to get his first choice. So I guess I'll kiss him instead. On February 4, when he returns from his trip to India and rotation in Kenya. (Mother Nature: please be advised that if you mess with his arrival, I will cut a bitch.) In the photo, we're at the match night party for Raj's class, where they celebrated matching where they wanted or drank away their sorrows. I mostly stalked the guy bringing the mini crab cakes around.
You guys, the day after Christmas, I got hugged by a bear!
All of that to say, 2010 turned out to be even better than 2009, improbable as that seemed at the time. 2011 has its work cut out for it if it wants to compete. It did begin with mimosas so, you know, promising. Very promising.