I finally got dressed. I chose my basic punk uniform: black cargoes, black fitted T shirt, red bandana, black hat. I either look like I'm about to plot the violent overthrow of the government or maybe do some work on the railroad.

It is also now snowling like crazy, so our snow day is finally justified here. (Ha, leaving that typo!) All the local schools closed, so it must have been worse there than here, but it was mild enough up until now I put the dog out to enjoy the sunshine. Now it's suddenly all HOW MANY FLAKES CAN I FIT IN THIS SPACE?

But I'm having Guinness and barbecue chicken pizza for lunch AND I found the last software installer I needed so it's all ok.

I wear a skirt and sweater or a LS knit dress every day. So not super dressed up, but pretty safe in the business casual world.

Ah well. That apartment rejected me.

I generally wear dresses on the days I'm at sites. And pajamas on the days I'm home. ;)

My work clothes today were jeans, green shirt, suspenders, red jacket. I think I have been completely assimilated into the Pacific Northwest Borg.

That's a bummer, sumi. I'm sorry.

I am wearing cliche mom wear: black generic pants, the kind that could be worn to the gym but don't look out of place on the street, black cami/bra, cute tee shirt on top. If I go outside, I'll slip on my fuzzy boots.

My unemployed outfit is: brown cargo pants, black Strand Books T-shirt and black hoodie.

Ah, no, sumi. That's a PITA.

I am all about yoga or PJ pants, a tank and a hoodie at home. I intersperse cleaning and cooking with working, so I don't want anything not durable. I welcome the chance to go out and interact with people so I can dress cute and wear makeup and stuff!

If I go outside, I'll slip on my fuzzy boots.

Today, maybe a bit more than that.

Holy crap, Pete Domenici (former NM Senator) fathered a kid in 1978 from an affair and kept it under wraps until now!