Yippee!!! My travel request for the trip to San Francisco was indeed approved, I just discovered. Yay, yay, yay. I'm going to go to the Computers and Writing Conference at Stanford (hope I get to see Andrea! Surely she will pop in to deliver a keynote or something) and beforehand, I'm hoping to spend a few days with Kevin and Douglas. Woohoo!! (My kids are going to be incredibly jealous; they both like, um, Cali [as this Younger Generation calls it] and they both like Kevin and Doug . . . And who can blame them? On either count?)

That'll be three plane trips in six months. For me, that's about right . . .

Otherwise, it's been a mellow day today. I stayed home to work on my online class, and, as usual, I worked all day and got only a fraction of my to-do list done . . . I have got to get things squared away before break, though - my goal is to have the week when I return planned and prepared for, because I'm anticipating Monster Jet Lag. It seems to me that it's far harder to return west than it is to go east, and I'm not sure whether it truly has to do with the way the time changes, or whether it's just that when I go, I'm all excited, and when I return, I've had the vacation and then have to return to real life.

Ah, well. Such problems!

Tonight I'm going to put my snow tires back on my mountain bike. It's been snowing all day, and the temperature has hovered around freezing. It's not as if the snow has amounted to anything except an annoyance on the road . . . I suppose there's enough to ski on, but the snow is all gloppy and hard to wax for . . . I did an hour on the exercise bike instead. But I miss exercising outside; I haven't been out of the house all day. I'm not willing to take a chance with a regular skinny-tired road bike, and my mountain bike currently is sporting slicks, too, but the studded tires are in the basement, waiting. Besides, the other obvious benefit is that once I switch the tires, the snow will probably stop falling . . .