"I'm dreaming of a...

beachhhh Christmas...."

Well, good evening, everyone and welcome to Hell...oh I mean the Winter Wonderland! It took me not one but TWO fun-filled hours to get home from work. I love winter so much. Nottttt! :)

The ONLY decent thing about living in the arctic tundra is Belle loves to play in the snow and always appears to be unphased by the cold (in contrast to me who watches from the window shivering under a heating blanket and three comforters). I'm trying to convince Kurt to order the eskimold for Belle and to help her to make an igloo (a.k.a. Kurt makes it, she plays in it). We found some cool cat's blog who made one. It was a pretty sweet snow shack but it took him 3 days to make a 6ft circumference igloo. LOL. He had a little video we watched until we found out about the three days part. Ha! He only had ONE eskimold. The pic below shows several, which could dramatically cut the time. However, considering Belle only weighs in at 40 lbs and can't do much, and I would rather kill myself than stand in the freezing snow and eskimold it up, we really only need ONE...for Kurt (3 hours). :)

Mark's yoga class and Tapas class got cancelled which was okay-ish b/c I really couldn't have gone anyway (see paragraph about taking 2 hours to get home). Also, I am still rocking the slight "limp & b*tch" from Sunday's Ashtanga so all is probably for the best! Still sad I couldn't go, though. Update: still can't bring myself to do the 4 a.m. thing. Sorry, apparently I lied about that one! ha!

I did think of one additional prize you could get for a significant other/spouse: a remote start. Kurt bought me one a couple of years ago but for some reason I couldn't use it on my Explorer and now Lujack's "strongly recommended" not to put anything aftermarket on my current ride :( How lame is that! Kurt's truck has one and I'm super jealous every time we take it and he can start it from the restaurant or wherever. So, I highly recommend this gem of an invention to anyone who's looking for a last-minute prize idea!

OMG this blog is so unbelievably lame compared to yesterday but really, how do you top yesterdays???

Baby: [voiceover] That was the summer of 1963 - when everybody called me Baby, and it didn't occur to me to mind. That was before President Kennedy was shot, before the Beatles came, when I couldn't wait to join the Peace Corps, and I thought I'd never find a guy as great as my dad. That was the summer we went to Kellerman's... ::cues "Big Girls Don't Cry"::

That's a little better... :)

Namaste, y'all and STAY EL WARMO.

Mucho love-o,

Moi