Dear weekend,

You have never felt as short as you do right now. I've loved wearing civvies and heels and perfume. I'd be yours forever if you'd last another day.

Love,

Christie

Haiti.

I haven't had much to say lately, with all that is happening in Haiti. If you have anything to give, Partners in Health was my choice, as they are long-established there and use almost all Haitian medical personnel.

The USS Carl Vinson is currently in Haiti delivering supplies and providing medical care, and there are some amazing pictures on it's facebook page. Check it out, the pictures as well as the subjects are incredible.

I've also been reading a couple blogs of people there, they have some incredible stories of what's happening:

The Livesays

The Mangines

RHFH Rescue Center

Aand, the disposables.

My mom, the photographer.

The only camera we took along during the race was the disposable one that came in our goody bag, because we didn't want to break a nice one. So, you'll just have to wait for what I'm sure will be amazing one-handed pictures of us running through Disney (taken in the dark, no less), as well as some pictures with random characters we happened upon during the run.

I'll be shocked if any of them are actually good, but a girl can dream.

Sadly the only two pictures on my camera are these:

Mom didn't see us coming, so she yelled "Go back and do it again!" Um, no. The finish was in sight and I could no longer feel my hands or feet, so that just wasn't going to happen.

But you didn't have to ask me twice to stop for a second.

Finished.

Okay, so maybe not fierce. But I finished! Despite the below freezing temperatures, sleet, and steady rain.

I was thiiiis close to frostbite. For reals.

Today the happiest place on earth was a little bit miserable, but I had great company!

Photography fail.

I love my new camera, but adjusting to it means lots of crappy pictures. No really, you should see my recent iPhoto folders, they're shameful.

Exhibit A (too much light):

And might I add: a typical day in our casa.

Exhibit B: Not enough light.

That one could have been good, too.

Finally, a good one! When someone else was taking it (of course):

7 years after high school, we got together for lunch during the couple of hours that all of our schedules aligned. It was lovely.

My next post (if all goes well) should be pictures of me looking fierce (and really sweaty) after completing a half marathon!