My wife and I are going put up our first Christmas tree together next week. Odd that in 10 years, we've never done this, but this year we're not traveling back to my family ranch for the holidays since we already visited them on the west coast a few months ago. So we're thinking about getting a live tree and then giving it to a friend with land for planting. It's more expensive, but feels better than having a dead tree going to the chipper.

I'm bowling tonight in league (my first year, I still suck), and my cursed ankle is hurting. I don't know when I rolled it, but it's been bothering me for a few weeks now. I'm not quite 30 yet, why must my aging body vex me so? I've even been exercising regularly again, hoping to gain back the muscles I lost over the last year to marathon sessions of Team Fortress 2 and Mass Effect 3.