thinks Marley's ghost is living in our radiator. Whole lotta chain-shaking sounds.

ramblings from the end of the world, or maybe just the year

The obligatory, Christams is coming so I'm going to procrastinate, blog post.

Why is my dad so friggin hard to buy for?!

Will I get this job at the city? And if I do, will I hate it or fail miserably?

Kitties are cute napping under christmas trees.

Toothpaste, wallet, egg nog and furniture feet pads going on Target list.

That was weird how I ran into Juan at Rosedale, huh?  Gave me the heebie-jeebies for weeks.  Felt his laser focused eyes burrowing through the back of my head.  I made a scan for mall security incase he lunged at me.  So, good to know he's still around.

So many good things this year.  Three job offers, four successful interviews, a move, a hope for some financial progress, almost a year straight of running, my first 5k, fly lady, the return of something missing . . . and many others I'm sure I'm forgetting.

Today, I walked home from church in a cardigan in the sunshine. Tonight, there's snow on the ground. Well played, Minnesota.

Almost 70 yesterday, snowing today. Gotta love MN.

Restaurant week, mary recomends cafe lurcat, joe's garage for hh, and fogo de chao

To the assholes standing outside the bar: flinching at a passing runner? Is a good way to get punched.

Today I finally got my bag of nice but old bras and vs free panty offers that don't fit out of my car and to the women's shelter. They were ecstatic. Felt good.