are we all lemmings? harvey lemmings?

why does everyone have a blog now?
seriously, people who used to hate blogs have now started them. LAME. sell outs.
at least this is a protest post on an anti-blog...

Hike? Yes, please.

The one thing I wanted to do before heading back to school was, surprisingly, to go hiking. So today my parents and I went hiking on the "Billy Goat Trail". That, of course, elicited conversations about the childhood story "Three Billy Goats Gruff" and how none of us could remember what it was actually about. Something with a troll...eating goats?

Though we read the warnings posted on signs the start of the trail, my dad's comment about 15 minutes in was, "This isn't strenuous enough". If I believed in jinxes, I would say he jinxed it. We soon found ourselves climbing over boulder after boulder, even climbing up what I would call a rocky cliff. However, it was awesome. I can't wait to go back - all of my wonderful mountainy friends would have been in heaven. There is something exciting about nearly twisting your ankle and clinging to a tree limb, while in the end deciding it's better just to close your eyes and jump. Oh, and watching out for the mud. Speaking of mud, my mom decided it would be extremely ironic if we made it all the way through and up and over the rocks and then hurt ourselves slipping on the mud. I thought that it would be more ironic if we ended up falling on the flat, dirt path we would be walking on for about a mile after our hike, to get back to the car. Probably because something like that would happen to me. (Remember "Red Rover"?) And before you say, "No Kathryn...of course it wouldn't...you have more coordination than that", let me stop you by saying that it has happened to me before and is thus extremely likely to happen again.

--I was on a run once, about 2 years ago, on a bridge. There was no one around me; there was nothing that could possibly get in my way or trip me. And then it happened. I just fell. Don't know how, don't know why. My chin started to bleed and so I had to run back to my house with my shirt held to my chin. Seriously, don't underestimate me.

It really was great. Saw tons of the Potomac River and all the crazy rock formations that appear in the middle of the water.

Alright, this post has felt freakishly like the intellectual ones that we all know and love. So it should probably end. See you all in T-minus 2 days.

Happy 2008!

Well, time to ring in a new year. 2007 has been fun...crazy, but fun. This time last year I was at my church surrounded by a billion kids at this crazy all-nighter thing they put on. And this year, I'm still with kids, but only 2, and they are asleep. They aren't mine...they belong to my wonderful next door neighbors. Spending New Years Eve alone might be lame, but I'm determined not to be poor anymore. Besides, I may run back over to my house just to watch the ball drop with the 'rents, drink a swig of champagne, and come back to my post. Hopefully the parents will decide to stay at their party until midnight, otherwise they could come back home to find the babysitter MIA. Not so good.

I've decided, somewhat begrudgingly, that I need to take Spanish and learn it for real. Don't get me wrong--I'm excited about getting closer to becoming bilingual and studying abroad in Spain (you all should come!)--but I'm afraid I'm just not that good at it. I need to speak and practice it more, since I can understand and read a good amount. New years resolution?

So, my 6th grade cousin decided to put a video of our cruise that he took on youtube. You should probably go watch it, and note my wonderfully crazy grandmother with the napkin...Happy 50th Anniversary!

http://youtube.com/watch?v=disGQ_xAt5Q

See you all very soon!

Kathryn

is that in newport?

A question to ponder before slipping into tryptophan induced daze:

why is it when we see airplanes crossing the sky they never look or zoom by as if they're traveling at 500+ miles an hour?

any ideas? joyeux noel, feliz navidad and all that jazz

My better half is currently on her way cruising to the Bahamas and I, well, I'm still in Raleigh with no one to play with. Breaks can be lonely; usually a necessary kind of lonely for recuperating and realigning oneself from exhausting life at Chapel Hill.

Whoa, this post is starting to veer dangerously close to the intellectual/philosophical realm of uber intelligence all my friends subscribe to. After reading the beautifully crafted blogs of Abby, Emily, Nick, Rachel, Elizabeth and Brittany, KB and I figure, why try to compete?

Hope everyone is enjoying home and eating lots of Christmas cookies.

Miss you all. Happy Christmas

ex-pat too?

what can i say? i am a francophile

Allow me to translate, since, like many of you, I do not speak, write, nor read French.

My beautiful friends, You lack me a lot. This is all. Without you, my life is not interesting.

Thank you, freetranslation.com.

Also, I would like to make it known that Catherine has changed the options so that when we log in to our blog, everything is in French. Cool.

:)

Love you all!

Kathryn (that's for you, John.)