oh. my. god. it just keeps getting better.


I will be buying Pepsi products from now on! Free downloads!

Okay boys, lighten up. These shirts are FUNNY. I might have to buy one.

Off to the workplace now. Ciao.

You want cold? Whatever I've said about cold before - I was lying.. THIS is cold:


More on the suicide of the Lottery Director. It does sound like untreated depression... the telling line is In his mind's eye, they had become bigger than they were..... That's depression right there.. when everything becomes too big and too overwhelming. Been there, done that, took the medicine, much better now. Poor guy. You gotta feel for his family.

The key line in this story comes from the grandmother: You die the way you live. When are these kids gonna wise-up? They've gotta stop killing each other.

Check this out and then tell me that there aren't angels around us. What 5-year-old says "they would always be upon me"? Kids don't talk like that - they would say "with me". She said there were 10 angels with her... and I believe that. However it happened, though, it's pretty miraculous.

I now have to go dress in 12 layers or so. Ciao, Bellas!

RIP Jack Paar..

The director of the Minnesota Lottery committed suicide yesterday.

Oh. My. God. Why on earth do we even need to HAVE a campaign entitled "go before you go"? PEOPLE! What the hell is WRONG with you? Were you born in a barn?

It's big-wind-chill day again... right now, it feels like 27 degrees below zero out there. The HIGH tomorrow is 2 below.

Okay. Bundle up, stay warm, behave yourselves. Ciao.

I just had the weirdest dream right before I woke up. Sis2 (who kept turning into Sis3) was in a wheelchair. We were at a wedding at a country club. The wedding party came up to her and said "how did the MUSLIM like the wedding?" and she replied "well, I'm only a DASH Muslim" (she's not Muslim at all..) Then she had to go to the bathroom, and I had to wheel her in there, but then I discovered that, really, she WAS able to stand. She said that she'd just rather sit. And the bathroom looked exactly like this old restaurant that we used to go to, whose name escapes me at the moment, but it was tacky-country style with blue and white geese all around.
What the hell does that mean?!

People, people, people... don't open e-mail from people you don't know! Or anything with an attachment, unless you know it's coming. I never do. Lord knows how many chain letters and cutsie puppies dancing I've missed over the years.. Or, better yet, just buy an Apple.

Jerry Lewis went off the steroids. Did you see this man when he was on them? Yikes.

The saddest thing about this story? His quote: "this is the best and most exciting day of my life". Pal, ya gotta get out a little more...

There's a flasher lose in the southern suburbs! Have you ever been flashed? Here's chele's flasher-story! I was taking a walk on Summit Avenue one fine summer evening. As I walked past one of the churches, I heard a "hey!". I turned and looked between the church and the house next to it. There was a kid - seriously, no more than 16, 17 years old, nekkid as the day he was born, cuffin' his - well, whatever - with one hand and WAVING at me with the other hand. I stood there for a minute, then I BURST out laughing and just kept walking as he ran away in shame. I figured I better call the cops, but I was laughing so hard I could barely get the words out. The dispatcher asked if I had a description and when I told her that I didn't really get a good look at his face we BOTH were laughing so hard we were just about crying! But it was cool, I got to ride around in the squad car with the cop while we looked for him.. the cop was a good guy, and he was laughing the whole time, too. Poor flasher-kid. He thought he was going for the shock value.. he was just a little laughing stock (heavy on the "little", if ya know what I mean - wink, wink, nudge, nudge).

Okay - I gotta go. Ciao, Bellas.

Special late/early edition

Because I have to be up so VERY freakin' early tomorrow morning (the alarm is set for 3:45, coffee ready to go) I decided I should update before bed.

It's supposed to be another storm of the century tomorrow. We're up to - what now - 3 storms of the century thus far this winter? I'm guessing, though, that traffic won't be a factor for me at that ungodly hour. It's already snowing up by Good Ol'Cuz Boy's house now.

Bye-bye, Ba-Ba Wa-Wa!

The kid that burned and vandalized the church in Burnsville last summer came back today to apologize to the congregation. I'm glad they made him do this.

All right. I'm goin' to sleep. Have an excellent day. Ciao, Bellas!

Here's the big weekend update... It's been busy.

Friday night we got out to the Apple store to look at iLife. I like the fact that it makes iPhoto run faster. I have 800+ photos in my iPhoto program, and it takes a good minute to open it. The demo computer at the store had about 12 hundred photos, and it opened in 10 seconds. But the rest of the stuff - iDVD, iMovie, Garage Band - eh, I don't think I'd use that very much, at least not right away. And I already have the updated iPhoto program. So the word on that is not-so-much just yet.

I had to be up bright and early to meet JK (aka MomZ) and her fabulous husband RK at the Day by Day for breakfast. GREAT time! We had 20 years' worth of catching up to do.. which we'll do a little at a time, I hope. Did a little erranding and cleaning in the afternoon, and then headed to Howie G's for dinner. So pretty much all food, alla time so far this weekend. Think I'll dial it back a little today. I know I have some WW SmartOnes in the freezer.

Because I didn't get to say it yesterday, RIP Captain Kangaroo. Little known chele-trivia fact. The day before my 3rd birthday, I broke my arm jumping out of the wing chair in the living room. I had been pretending that I was riding in a hot-air balloon with the Captain and Mr. Greenjeans.

It'll be a take-it-easy, finish cleaning and then lay-about day. I'm trying to figure out if I have enough food in the house so that I don't have to make a trip out. I'll just have to get a little creative is all. I am going in to the office at :gulp: 5:00 tomorrow, as the first of the furniture for the new construction is delivered, so expect an EARLY blog, and a fairly incoherent chele. And what are you up to? Ciao.

Still no word from the Mars Rover yet. I think the martians have taken it apart. Or maybe I listen to Art Bell too much...

What a surprise - NOT. Okay boys - J.Lo is once again available.

Check it out! The ice palace is open. Click on the pictures, they're really cool. I'll wait 'til the crowds calm down a little bit, then I'll head up there.

Another contractor is charged with fraud. He had the huge shell game going...rob one to pay another. I couldn't do it. Too much stress trying to remember what I'd said to whom!

And that's about it. Get through the day, my friends, and it's on to the weekend! Ciao.

Cold? Cold? You want cold? THIS is cold

Yep, check out that windchill. 33-freakin'-below zero.

Tiffany's is coming to the Galleria in Edina. What a perfect match. For those of you not from the shivering tundra that is the Twin Cities, Edina is an uber-snob suburb of Minneapolis. When we were kids, we used to say that "Edina" stood for Every Day I Need Attention. It used to be THE rich-guy place to live. Now there are plenty of other wealthy suburbs, and Edina is kinda like your rich doddering old auntie. So yeah, I'll be doing my Christmas shopping at Tiffany for all of ya next year. Or not-so-much.

The Ice Palace opens tonight. It's been cool to see them building it. They're supposed to be testing the lights this morning, so I'll see them as I get onto the freeway. I'll take pictures, if for no other reason than to prove that we are all crazy enough to stand in a building made completely of ice during the coldest week.

I'm not a big fan of the sports films, but as a card-carrying Minnesotan AND a hockey fan, I think I'm required to see Miracle on Ice.

The first thing wrong with this story is this - what are a 12 and 14 year old boy doing out at 3:10 AM? Where are their parents?

Okay - enough of this hoo-ha. Stay warm, kiddies. Ciao.

My great coffee experiment continues. It started when one of the vendors gave me some Seattle's Best Cinnabon coffee. I'd always been just a Folger's girl at home. But Cinnabon coffee?! Had I died and gone to heaven?! I used up my sample pack, and decided that I couldn't live without this, so I would buy more at the grocery store. Uh Oh. They don't sell it anywhere around here. I was desperate! So I bought 2 bags of it on Amazon.com (bet you didn't know that they sold coffee. I didn't). In the meantime, I couldn't live without this, so I set off on a mission to find a suitable subsitute. After all, I couldn't go back to plain old Folgers. I found Steep & Brew's Icing on the Cake coffee. Almost as good. And - ahhhhh - yep. It'll do 'til the other stuff arrives.
And I can't believe what a sad, sad girl I am, that I can wax poetic about coffee for an entire paragraph! But it's the highlight of my morning. Well, actually, it's the thing I have to have to even get my eyes open at this hour.

Mac vs. Microsoft? No question there. Mac. All. Day. This from a died-in-the-wool PC girl for the past 10 years. I'd never go back to the PC. (Good Ol' CuzBoy is rolling his eyes. Mac is pumping his fist in the air saying 'yes!').

I was skeptical about this system (basically an auto-dialer controlled by a city's 911 offices) when I first heard about it - but in this case, it worked.

Have an adequate day! Ciao, bellas.

And now this special update!

Hello, JK! Welcome to my page!

She's my friend from waaaaay waaaaaaaaay long ago - from the airline days! Not that we're old....

Picture this: You're eating at McDonald's... nice little cheeseburger and fries and a coke and OH MY GOD THERE'S A SNAKE UNDER YOUR BOOTH!!! eeeek! Now that I'm completely freaked out..

This is an article I will print up and leave out for my co-workers. Our office is a huge germ-factory. People are hacking and coughing all.day.long. And no one will stay home, because it's a sign of weakness or something. But we're all gonna be sick until forever.

I know they're just rocks... but they're rocks on MARS. Very cool picture.

And yet another boring blog entry. There's just not that much excitement in life right now - it's the middle of January and it's freakin' freezin' out there. I'm longing for sunset after 8:00 and warm walks around the lake. I was going to leave you with a picture of it, but the one program I can't stand on an Apple is iPhoto.. takes too long to load, and then invariably I close it by mistake. Grrrr. So now I'm crabby AND I miss summer. So you just close your eyes and picture the lake. and picture this crabby girl beside the lake. and have a good day. Ciao.

The Superbowl will be Carolina vs. New England. I'm all about the Panthers all day. It's the perfect Cinderella story.

The school districts in northern Minnesota aren't taking Martin Luther King day off, and lots of businesses are open. I don't think MLK day is a 'real' holiday for some people.

Okay - opinions, please. What do we think of this class? Necessary, or Hoo-Ha?

Whoo-Hoo~! I get faster internet service today! (I hadn't heard anything about this..) Of course, yesterday I was without e-mail for about an hour, so I guess they aren't exactly perfect just yet.

My favorite movie of all time is The Sound of Music. But this story is ruining it for me! My favorite line: Furthermore, the von Trapps did not cross the Alps to escape Austria. They crossed the street and boarded a train.. Come ON. All my illusions are shattered.

Have an excellent day. Ciao, Bellas.

It was a most especially excellent day yesterday. I got to spend time with some of my most favorite people, and I got some spectacularly good news last night. He's been looking for a job for a long time - and he got it! Two Words: YEE.HAW.

And I guess that's all I have to say for now. Life's good, and I'm drinking coffee. Oh yeah, and it's freakin' cold out there and I'm staying in! Have a warm day.

Ciao.

My favorite new TV show is Monk. Oh my God - who in the world do I know who is that compulsive? (yeah - I'm looking at you).

Does Michael Jackson not realize the kind of trouble that he is in?

The author of the First Wives Club died from plastic surgery (or complications from it, anyway). See? My mom was right - if you're vain, God will strike you dead. (perhaps it's time for me to make another trip to the therapist, eh?~?)

Just read the headline. Women everywhere will say the same thing: well, DUH!
Kidding, you know. I kid because I love!

I'm no golfer, but this is a big deal, right?

Yikes! Bennigan's is a dangerous place.

Okay - enough of this hoo-ha. CuzGirl and I are gonna go find her some cool-girl eyeglasses, and then we'll probably have to go visit the Ulta Store. (well, it's right there...) AND I have to go look at iLife too. Lotsa shoppin for chele..
Ciao, Bellas.

iTunes. The first thing I hear this morning when I hit the button is:
Yes I'm movin'
I'm really movin'
Sloe Gin Fizzy, do it till you're dizzy
Give it all ya got until you're put out of your misery
(yeah, it's Rag Doll by Aerosmith. why? because although I appear to be a 40-year-old woman, inside I'm evidently somewhat less mature..)

Stay warm, you Northeasterners...The key is to dress in layers. So much so that your arms don't
quite touch the sides of your body!

Wow. A TON of pot?! You gotta wonder if his restaurant sold a lot of cheetos and munchie-foods, too.

Well, eww. eww. eww. Don't eat that.

One more day and we put this fun-filled week behind us. If only you could get all liquored up at work...
Ciao! Have a glorious day.

One would think that this is not a good headline for a story. Especially when terror concerns are high.

How about this? If you're concerned about your weight and eating healthy, just don't go to Burger King at all? Just skipping the bun isn't going to matter all that much!

I started my online class last night. It's an experiment to see if I'm ready to go back to "real" school again. This online one is free and just one month long. So far, so good. Let's re-visit this topic by Sunday, when I have to have the first two lessons and assignments completed. I usually don't have (too much) trouble finishing what I start.

Ciao, Bellas.

Sometimes I wonder just how much craziness I can take. At what point do I suddenly snap and become a blithering idiot? And will I have any warning before this happens, or will I not have any awareness at all that this has happened? If you see me blithering (what an excellent word!), please let me know.

Enough with the Friends ending after 10 years, anyway! Isn't this over yet? :-) David Schwimmer almost gives away the ending: "'We all end up with a sense of a new beginning and the audience has a sense or a feeling that it's a new chapter and a positive step for all of our lives,' Schwimmer said". Gee, and I thought it would end in a car chase and a hail of gunfire....

Aw, that's a shame. (not-so-much) And Boy George is the scariest-looking person on the planet, isn't he? (seriously. look at him).

Oh, for the LOVE of GOD. And that's all I have to say about that.

I don't even know what to think about this story. Give the guy his money back.

The man who jumped to his death at the Mall O' was buried yesterday. This story is just so sad..

Have a good day, and take care of you. Ciao.

Got all the bank stuff straightened out late yesterday and made it through the day relatively intact, which is really all you can hope for some days. :-)

I have the greatest dayplanner this year - the Bad Girl's Guide to Living the Bad Life. The page for this week is cracking me up, because it's so true - The truth about Cars and Men: what the car really says about the man behind the wheel. I don't have time to post all of them, but here are a few that made me laugh:

Volvo Station Wagon - I'm afraid of my wife
El Camino - I clean pools for a living, but I've got a great bod
Dodge Dart - I'm above materialism and by the way, I teach special ed
Mazda Miata - Whee! I'm Peter Pan and I'm driving Minnie Mouse's slipper!

And it's another fun-filled day, kidlets. Be your spectacular self. Ciao.

For the first time in a long time, I agree with all the winners of the People's Choice Awards. Joan of Arcadia is, hands down, my favorite show.

There's geekiness, and then there's insanity. This guy crossed the line long ago.

Bwah ha ha! Awww, what a shame. (oh, come on. I get to gloat to just a little bit. My team got knocked out of the playoffs already).

Look! Gary Anderson is retiring again.

I had a heart attack just now. Went online to check my balance - and one of the places that I went over the weekend added a couple of zeros to the amount I actually spent there. Now I have to wait another hour before I can call and fix it, so I will be having a small fit until that time. Yes, I know that they will fix it, and I have the receipts to prove it..but still. I won't be going back to that establishment anytime soon. OY. You know, life can never be too easy, can it?

Ciao.

Oh, I hardly think so. I don't want a stadium down here. I have to go to this meeting.

Read this story. And then realize that there isn't ONE THING wrong in your life.

This was an excellent game - I was rooting for Carolina. Two OTs, very exciting! This game, on the other hand, made me sad. I was hoping that the Titans would win. And they all looked SO cold.
I'll be watching The Eagles beat the Packers today. Bwah ha ha!

Ciao, bellas.

This is how my day went yesterday:
Sleep in til 6:00. Drive to work, arrive at 8:00. Realize at 8:01 that my cell phone is at home, and today, of all days, I need to have one because I am running a move. Drive back across town, pick up cell phone. Drive back across town, arrive at work at 9:00. Run around maniacally from 9:01 to 4:45, pausing just long enough to eat a Pop-Tart at 11:30. Movers arrive at 4:45. Begin 11-person department move. More maniacal rushing around. Finish at 6:30. Drive west, collapse on couch and drink Bailey's, then go out and eat steak (obviously the last two items were the most fun for me). One move down, nine to go.
This is gonna kill me :-)

Before all the other stuff started yesterday, I realized at about 6:30 that Issy was nowhere to be found. I looked in the closets, in the cabinets (yeah, yeah, he's WAY too big to be fittin' into any cabinets..) he was nowhere. Then I glanced at the bed. This is what I saw:

Yep, under the covers, head on the pillow, fast asleep. In my next life, I want to be a cat. More specifically, I want to be a chelecat, because I would be incredibly spoiled.

No news today.. I'm just going to relax and be a lazy girl. Let me know what you're up to. Ciao.

It's move day. I let myself 'sleep in' (HA!) 'til almost 6:00, because it will be a little late tonight. 24 hours from right now, though, it'll be done. That's what I'm hanging on to, and that's what'll get me through the day.

Good that they found these kids. Now, let's lock dad up forever.

Would you volunteer to go to the moon? (I am SO a closet geek on this stuff...)

RIP Keiko. I agree with the whaler, though. There's all this death and destruction and mayhem going on in Iraq, and a whale is the object of great sympathy.. not that it isn't sad, but - oh - I don't know.
What a fascinating blog entry, chele! That's some deep thinking. ( I don't need your sarcasm, I can provide my own, thankyouverymuch).

All of you are officially on notice now. If you ever leave me unattended in your homes, this is what I will do to them!

Here I go. Wish me good luck! Ciao.

Someone really needs to explain this one to me.

Denny Green is now the Cardinal's problem. Take the high road on outta here!

I think I'm all recovered now... which is good, because the next two days at work will be hellacious busy. An 11-person move tomorrow. Easy, compared to the 120 person hoo-ha which will happen in a little over a month. Doing these moves, no matter how many people are going, is always the same. The anticipation is always worse than the move itself. We wait and wait for it to happen - getting the movers there, getting the phone guys there - and then it's 1 (or 2 or 3) hours of absolute running around mind numbing CHAOS during which I always have to be 3 places at the same time because they're all looking for me...
and then it's over and everything is in place and it just looks easy. And the people come in the next day and unpack and work like it's no big deal. The move-fairies have been there overnight and it's all just magically appeared in the new place. I guess my job is to make it seem that way to everyone.
It'll be fine. And then we'll go have chinese food or something. :-)

Ciao.

If I start talking about getting a flu shot next year please, for the love of God, someone stop me. I am sick AGAIN. Since getting that stupid shot, I've had a cold, laryngitis AND the flu. Quite effective. I came home from work at noon yesterday and spent the rest of the day on the couch. I think I'm better this morning - I'm not quite as feverish, anyway. Oy.

Congratulations, Courteney! I didn't realize she was 39.

There are more amazing images from Mars. So cool.

Here's the iPod Mini. I like the colors.. but only 1000 songs? My iPod has 1700+ songs already. Which ones would I possibly drop? I think I'll just stick with the old fashioned bigger one.

And I've been remiss, but let me say this today ... Congrats, Mihow and TobyJoe!

Here's a list of 50 ways to lose 10 pounds. It's getting printed out and put up on the fridge.

Yay! Cretin boy Paul Molitor is in the baseball hall of fame. Gotta love it when the local boy makes good.

It's time for the airlines to just stop serving alcohol. What's up with all the unrulies on planes?

All righty, then. Let's start the day, shall we? Ciao.

The wind chill is a -mere- -16 below this morning. A heat wave.

And if these cats don't quit with the throwing up already... argh! BOTH of them were at it this morning. More hairball remedy, I guess. They drive me nuts.

Another reason why it's great to live in St. Paul: the Winter Carnival Treasure Hunt! I never actually go out and look for the treasure - it's far too cold out there. But most years I do figure out where it's hidden.

I've never had a dirty old man massage therapist. Too creepy. That will do wonders for Northwest's massage business.

Oh yeah... I believe this woman. No, actually I was the one who lost the ticket. Yeah, that's it...

What? there's another search engine besides Google?

Have a superb day. Ciao, Bellas.

Someone needs to tell me again why I live here. It's supposed to 'warm up' again (to 30 degrees) by the end of the week. Until then, my goal is to not set foot outside. I think I can do it.. it helps to have indoor garages on both ends of the commute, and a Target store in the skyway.

We're not even going to talk about this.

Hey! Girl Scout Cookies go on sale January 17. Mmmmm... Thin Mints.

That's what I've got this morning. Make it a good day! Ciao.

Nothing is better than chinese food! (well SOME things are better. but nothing that I care to write about publicly. This is a family-friendly blog.)

The Mars Rover landed and started sending pictures back to earth. Check out all the pictures here. (I fear that, every day, I'm more and more geek-like. I blame Mac.)

Well, now I can rest easily. You know how concerned I get about Britney's happiness.

Or maybe not. Britney, Britney, what were you thinking??

Officially, I'm offended by this page. Unofficially, it's one of the funniest damn things I've ever seen!

Well, DUH.

Have a good day, kids. Ciao.

What I was obsessing about is fine. It's fine. No worries. :::whew::: So on to happier things, eh??

Which brings me to the Number One "Gonna Try To" Resolution: Stop it with the obsessing, already!. I worry too much. I worry about things over which I have no control. I know in my logical mind that my worrying isn't going to help the situation. But I still do it. So when you catch me doing this, you need to say (all together now):
Stop it with the obsessing, already!

Someone needs to tell me what the hell is wrong with this guy. Let's dangle him over a crocodile, okay?

This family should just stay home now. I think they've had their share of holiday miracles.

I'm excited to see the ice palace! You know there will be pictures, of course... If you just can't wait for pictures, check out the live webcam. (there's nothing built yet, sillies! But keep checking back).

On to the cleaning and other stuff of the day (which includes the not-worrying thing). I'm going to try to convince someone to take me out for chinese food. heh heh heh... Ciao, bellas.

Two things that I know for sure this morning: 1) Automatic coffee makers only work when you actually set them up the night before (I hate when that happens) and 2) It's scary-foggy out there.

One thing I don't know for sure, but just think I might know for sure is giving me an ulcer this morning. I'm trying hard not to obsess about it. But so help me, if I find out it's true - well.. I'll just deal with it, I guess. Yeah. Life's just a big party sometimes, ain't it?

I love this story.

Isn't this something that they should have been considering before this light rail thing is ready to roll?

They said that this incident isn't related to terrorism.. I'm waiting for this story to be amended with the old "alcohol was a factor".

Stories like this make my head explode. I don't undertstand how they can figure out stuff like this. I can't figure out how to turn my coffee maker on in the morning.

In retrospect, I probably should have taken today off, too. There's going to be no one at the office. Maybe it'll be clear off the desk day.

And yes, I'm still working on my 'gonna-tries'. I'll have something up by this weekend. Have a good day. I'll try my best to do that as well. Ciao.

Happy New Year!

peace, health and prosperity to all.

I don't do resolutions, because they're too much pressure. I do a "Gonna Try Real Hard To" list. Last year, I TRIED all my gonna-tries, and I succeeeded in doing 4 out of 6 consistently. (weight, money, reading and exercise. i won't say what the other 2 were, because it's MY blog and I don't have to!). I am going to sit down this afternoon and decide what my gonna-tries are going to be this year. I'll put a couple of them up here, I think. Somehow if you put them out for the world to see, then they're more real, and you have to do them. Accountability. It's a good thing.

Have a most excellent day. Ciao.

At times I think that iTunes is just a little bit e-v-i-l. Those songs that stick in your head every once in a while? I get them, I go to iTunes and I buy them! I justify it by saying "well, it only costs $0.99!" All those $0.99 will start adding up some day, though. I had a Monkees festival last night: Daydream Believer, Last Train to Clarksville, Pleasant Valley Sunday, You Just May Be the One, and the lesser-known (but one of my absolute favorites), Valleri. (yeah, yeah.. you can just stop rolling your eyes now...). I'm going to make a playlist and call it "songs of my childhood". The Monkees, The Partridge Family -and oh my gosh... I wonder if the Osmonds are on there yet?. See? It's terribly addicting.

(and did i mention the Glen Campbell stuff? ::hangs head in shame:: i really do love Rhinestone Cowboy ::more head hanging in shame:: )

Looks like it will be a quieter, more cautious New Year's Eve.

Okay - it's gone too far now. I'm off the reality TV now, for good.

Coach Tice will be back next year. And next year will be our year! (see how I'm over all my Vikings grief already? It's part of their evil plan...)

Probably not a good idea to get all liquored up and then get on a plane. What the hell is WRONG with people?

It's very important to have an advanced directive. CuzGirl is the keeper of mine (along with my power of attorney and everything else.. so I always have to be nice to her so she doesn't pull the plug on me!) Seriously, though... take care of this stuff NOW, so people don't have to worry about you later. Make it your resolution for the new year.

This headline is for you, Dear Dame!!

Coming soon - the chelelist for the new year. In the meantime, have an beautiful day. Ciao, Bellas.

I went to Benihana for lunch yesterday. Yum!

What the heck?! Are people really this gullible?

Is the news really that boring, or is it that I just have nothing to say? I'll think of more later.

Do we even need to discuss the Vikings game yesterday? So very disappointing. Some say that it's classic Vikings.. that we always choke at the end. I didn't want to believe it. I spent all day Saturday saying that it was impossible for us to lose to Arizona. Although I don't think that Tice should be fired over the loss (despite my cursing yesterday!), I do think that this was a huge wake-up call. And they've got a long, long off-season to finally FIX what's wrong with this team.
It was way more upsetting than I thought it would be, though...

I've got nothin' else this morning! It's still not a 'real' week at work. I'm supposed to be on vacation, but I need to be there because (hopefully) I'll have a full crew working on the construction site starting today.
Ciao, bellas.

EEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK! (warning - not for the faint of heart). I just got all the necessary papers from the U's Anatomy Bequest Program.. now I've gotta think twice about the whole thing! (nah - I'm fairly certain that this was an isolated incident. Besides, I think it's a really cool thing to do).

I DO want my IKEA. I see new furniture in chele's future...

No doubt about it. We have to win in Arizona today. I'm a nervous wreck. I'll be glued to the TV, glass of wine in hand, watching the whole thing. Mac, on the other hand, will actually BE there, and he'll be far more confident than I am. Wave to me, okay?!

I loved Carmen the Nurse! (if you don't remember her, there's a picture right here).

I need to go run all my errands right now, so I can watch football all afternoon. What's become of me?! Ciao, bellas.

Bonus Picture of the Day

Are they cute or what?