Act I: The Kitchen.

Keri is baking more pumpkin and banana bread for Becca's baby shower, and Angus walks into the kitchen.

Angus: Hey babe. It smells awesome in here.

Keri: Thanks! She picks up an egg. Did you know that if you squeeze an egg really hard, it doesn't break?

Angus: He looks skeptically at her. Um...no.

Keri: Seriously, it doesn't! I've done it before. See, watch! She squeezes the egg as hard as she can.

Egg breaks and gook flies across the kitchen.

Angus: He laughs and shakes his head.

Keri: She displays a look of utter shock.

The greatest thing.

The greatest thing about my job is that I laugh every single day. Today's example:

6th grader: "Man, this Friday is horrible! I forgot my belt, and my pants have been falling down all day!" (Said as he hikes up his pants.)

The morning after.

Results of a snow day.

Finished all the laundry. Cleaned the bedrooms & kitchen. Made spaghetti squash for the first time. Used the fireplace allllll day. Mailed cards that were way overdue. Wrote grocery list for next week (!!). Planned for classes tomorrow (if we have them). Wrote letter of recommendation for my professor. Called for prescription refill. Saved a movie at VideoStation. Talked to my awesome sister, Katy, on the phone (Miss her!). Watched a lot of trashy TV including "So You Think You Can Dance," "Project Runway," "Oprah," and "The Hills."

And finally, and most importantly...experimented with a new banana chocolate chip bread.

It may not seem like a big deal, but believe me, this day was AMAZING and so necessary. Thanks, Mother Nature!

SNOW DAY!!

View from our balcony - 9:00 a.m.

View from our balcony - 12:00 p.m.

View from our balcony - 2:00 p.m.

Oops, left the sunbathing chair out.

Where does it all go?

I know this is morbid, but I've been watching a lot of Six Feet Under lately, so that's my excuse. What happens to peoples' Facebook accounts, emails, Myspace, etc. when they die? Is there like an Internet vacuum that cleans things out every so often? I wonder how many people learned way more than they originally knew about their loved ones by reading their emails post-death...

Wow, that was not my typical random thought. Sorry. Just got to thinking about the vastness of the World Wide Web today. It's like a history book minus the dry questions at the end of each chapter.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! OK, snapped out of my weird moment.

I'm just sayin'.

I find women's Halloween costumes to be fairly offensive. I'm running on last minute planning, as usual, so tonight I went to the local Halloween super-dump and paid $43 for an outfit that I can only wear two items from because the rest is too raunchy! I know I'm being a total hypocrite here as I just supported the companies I despise, but come on. Why does the men's section hold awesome costumes like the chicken suit, Sponge Bob, and a beer pong table and the women's section is just chock full of the same risque costume in a variety of colors? Maybe I'm really just mad at myself for buying one of them.

Never again! Girl scout's honor...a very clothed and honorable girl scout, that is.