Sorry that I have no -fu to offer, but be it noted that the very moment she walked onstage I turned to megan walker and said, "Jilli needs those boots. Unless she already has them."
I turned to my stepmom and said I loved her boots, paused and realized they were Jilli boots. And moved to text because "OMG HBC has your boots!" Hopefully I used fewer ALLCAPS. I'll try to Google now that I am home. Does not help that she changed entirely from her red carpet look (which I loved and would wear immediately) into something difficult to Google.
I hate questions for which I cannot easily Google an answer.
It's at about 1:51 here [link] but it's terrible quality. How can there be this little footage?
Cook's Illustrated on the difference between muffins and cupcakes:
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that will not settle the argument Beau and I had, however.
Like bird guides, that's clear but probably won't help me with identification in the wild.
I can't watch the video at work, but my dividing line has always been icing, I think. If it's iced (completely, not with a drizzle of something) it's a cupcake.
Seriously, I have got to be the most suggestible person in the world. It's a good thing there aren't, like, drugs commercials, or I'd be all, mmm, crack, that sounds good...
So I'm home from my little trip to Colorado, which was lovely except for spending way too much time in transit. Especially yesterday, between the snowstorm and my flight being cancelled. Bah.
OTOH, sledding with a 5-year-old is more fun than almost anything. So fun.
No news on the job here even though sequestration hits on Friday. On Wednesday, a former coworker's company is having a reception, and I think I shall go, and network. Bah.
Network like hell, Consuela.
