2019: Day One

Resolved: We'll lose weight this year
Reality: Please pass the Belgian chocolates

Resolved: We'll maybe not drink as much
Reality: Ooooh, that's a good Belgian tripel

Resolved: We'll get more exercise
Reality: Let's go back to the room and relax

Resolved: We should travel more
Reality: Who am I kidding?

  1. February ski trip to Breckenridge
  2. March trip to Dallas?
  3. April transatlantic cruise
  4. May trip to Baltimore/Philly
  5. June Rails & Ales
  6. July/August tbd annual road trip
  7. September trip to Munich for Oktoberfest (also Prague and Berlin)
  8. October trip for 2nd annual convocation 
  9. November trip to California
  10. December trip tbd for next NYE




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