My coworker loves her BOGS, and we get much slush here. (I'm already seeing ads for BOGS all over my internet.)

I actually found myself annoyed with the big handles, as that was less height that I was protected.

Ah, should have put my "born & raised in San Diego" (so very little knowledge of actual practicalities of winter boots)disclaimer. I just thought they were awesome because sometimes when I'm pulling on a pair of newer, not broken-in yet fake-Uggs, I'd happily pay money for something like those handles for wrestling them on.

There's a Downtown Waterfront Specific Plan meeting tonight. I have opinions that I suspect will be underrepresented, but I don't think I can make myself go. Dammit.

Go Suzi go! That's awesome.

So far, this has been a two hot chocolates a day kind of week. Which reminds me, Hec (if you are out there) did you pull off the Full Flanders?

I had hot chocolate with whipped cream (and Bailey's) last night, and I briefly thought about trying the Full Flanders, but I am lazy as hell and already had booze in my hot chocolate, so I was content with my lot.

I just spent a couple (too short) hours in my ideal except not walking distance bar. Antique mismatched furniture including velvet chaises, very simple drink list with spicy cocktails, old mirrors and pictures and no pretension. Marked by simply enter here in chalk on the door. Faded bordello, really. Speakeasy. LOVED IT! Wish I didn't have am meetings.

Yay Suzi! Rock on with your bad self, as they say.

I am cranky: I listened to a podcast about ice cream on the bus home, and decided I would stop at the local market and get myself a pint of B&Js. But I worked late, and the bus was slow, and the local market was closed! Woe!

Instead I ate a quesadilla with tuna and sharp cheddar, and I'm drinking some wine. Must get up soon and chop vegetables to make roasted veggies for the rest of the week. Then I can watch last night's Jane the Virgin and tonight's Agent Carter.

I'm three weeks behind on Sleepy Hollow, may never catch up at this rate...

So far, this has been a two hot chocolates a day kind of week. Which reminds me, Hec (if you are out there) did you pull off the Full Flanders?

We did! It's a Bridge Too Far. Skip the toasted marshmallow.

I recommend brandy in the hot chocolate and whipped cream though.

Ok, I want want want want Bailey's for my hot chocolate, but I'm not going out on those roads again. After the freezing rain, there was sufficient snow for bosslady to say "Oh, that games night that everybody goes to? Yeah, not so much. I don't want you guys out in these conditions." After which, the organizer called to see if we knew whose house they were meeting at today, which gave me the opportunity to convince them of the wisdom of cancelling. Seriously, if it is snowing so hard I can't see the church across the way... no. Just no.