But this business of it STILL BEING COLD instead of the temps breaking after a few days or a week at a time? Nuh and uh. I'm all "but it was winter last week!! How can't this be over yet?"

Yes, exactly. And now I'm out working in it, which is my choice, but it gets tiresome. And I'm better equipped than the trainees.

Whoa, did we get a lot of snow in an hour and a half.

I'm all "but it was winter last week!! How can't this be over yet?"

I get like this too.

I came home from socializing earlier than I'd planned because it's just too wet out for how cold it's supposed to be soon. I'd rather skip potentially driving on frozen water.

Now I have a fire going with some actual wood and, boy, is it spitting and making little explodey sounds. Nothing like pyro sounds in my fireplace to keep my attention.

Did anyone post this here?

Buffista's Delight

From Cake Wreck's Sunday Sweets, which also includes an awesome Serenity cake.

Dude, what the heck? Did one of us commission a cake and not tell the rest of us?

I scooped the pans, took out the trash, prepped my week's pills, walked the dog, and emptied/loaded the dishwasher. Time for bed.

First time she did, I took a leaf out and smoldered it. Just because I could.

Really, Cass? Color me shocked.

I'm amazingly anxious and hostile today. I have fled facebook and the bulk of the internets because I keep dragging out fights with morons. My own personal Bonanza marathon has helped some. I think tonight I'll use half a squirrled away ambien because last night was all anxiety dreams and I have much shit to do tomorrow.

My brain hasn't crapped out on me like this in a good long while and its certainly not the 10+ shit I've gotten in the past. I live with two semi-slovenly straight boys in their twenties so the dishes aren't bothering anyone. It's not so bad really, but I'm ready for it to stop.

In a day or two I'll have some anti-anxiety meds. In less than a month I'll have health insurance for the first time in three years. I can take it, you know?

Dude, what the heck? Did one of us commission a cake and not tell the rest of us?

Apparently the place it's from is in Ann Arbor...Joe? Aimee?? Know anything about this?

Just took me twenty minutes to find my Ambien.

I'll take some comfort in the fact that I am, apparently, too disorganized to ever become an addict.

Wishing you less anxiety, Trudy. That is not fun, and I empathise.

I saw the cake a while back, and promptly demanded it as my wedding cake. "NO," said The Girl. She's no fun.

Cake.

I have a doctor's appointment for this morning. I told them it was urgent, to get an appt today, 'cause The Girl goes to Israel tomorrow and I can't deal with going alone. I hope I don't get into trouble.