'Tis the Season

I woke up this morning and realized the holiday season is officially here. It seems my neighbors all got the memo, as the surrounding homes are decked out in wreaths, lights, blow up lawn decorations; the whole nine yards. Even the space needles has its x-mas tree up already. I decided it's time to dig out my holiday decorations and get into the spirit. While I love real x-mas trees, I don't love the mess or the end results of my felines eating pine needles. So, I'm thinking of investing in a small artificial tree. Other plans to help get into the spirit: walking the neighborhood at night to enjoy x-mas lights, perhaps a bit of ice skating down at the seattle center, and taking a stroll down candy cane lane. Oh, and shopping for x-mas gifts-hopefully mostly online.

Happy Monday

It seems so hard to start the week sometimes, even when it's a short week. As I sit here surfing the internets before heading out to battle traffic, this flow chart found on www.reddit.com
seemed to sum things up:
http://projectsidewalk.com/flowchart/

Bumpercarts

While the car carts designed to keep kids entertained seem like a good idea, one would hope the genius who designed these would have made them regulation width in order to allow more than one cart in an isle at a time. After a long week working with the littles, I stopped by a local market to do some shopping. Engrossed in this week's 10 for 10 deal in the soup isle, I didn't see the tricked out cart coming at me, nor did the well-intentioned (likely desperate for a diversion at 6:30pm on a Friday) parent realize the width of the beast they were pushing around. And just like that I was smashed up against the soup cans and the carts became jammed. Well, the aspiring race car driver wasn't in the mood for a pit stop....and so the tears began. My next stop was the wine isle.

bring it on!

as time takes a step back, so does 'ol DL. back in the day this chica would have been at the par-tay until it shut down. but a girl has gotta grow up....that is until they find the par-tay to be at on a random november night. so when one gets invited to a rooftop party in the heart of caphill, one must party like it's 1999 (at UW frats).

the setting: rooftop clutch view of the city skyline, $10 all you can drink PBR, $2 jello shots, $2 jose, $2 wiener roast. really, need i say more?

what needs to be said is: yes, much PBR was consumed, no jose was consumed, and yes, i did actually throw in the towel when appropriate (read: no after hours).

the take home message: poor choices are not always made, but good times are always had.

2 more days...

....and counting. that's right. just 2 more days until the big guy's new movie.
don't miss it-fred claus comes out this friday!

A Step Back

With the time change happening a week later than usual, it seems not everyone or everything was prepared. I tended to all my household clocks before going to bed Saturday night to prepare for the change and assumed my computer and cell phone would take care of themselves. I was disappointed that my computer wasn't so independent. Guess it didn't get the memo....
At 10am I contacted direct tv with a complaint regarding my service (secondary to my cat scratch tv rig up). Every technician I spoke to said "good afternoon!". I was still on my first cup of coffee and became increasingly irritated by their error. Then there was my stomach. I was hungry for dinner by 3:45pm. Man, the time change can sure do a number on a girl...