for here i am sitting in a tin can, far above the world. planet earth is blue and there's nothing i can do.

after our first major snow dump of the season last week (and let me go on the record as saying that 10 inches is useful for a few select thangs, and building a village of ice banks on our streets ain't it), there's been all this talk about more and more fluffy rain coming our way. we're to get some slush infraction again today, but thus far, it's been much better than anticipated. i even reduced my layers! i'm in a sheer long t, cord blazer, jeans and boots sans the scarf i often wear in our crispy office to combat the chill, a short t or cami under the initial layer of sleeves and a down filled vest inside my furry-necked vinyl trench. it was so warm leaving for work today that i was able to do without a hot comfortably. didn't wear no mitts neither.

it surely won't last, but as any chicagoan can attest, you gots to take your victories where you can in the winter cage match. she a fierce opponant.

a magazine our agency advertises in sent us some toffee. the stretchy-pully kind in lots of flavors that they sell in every cheezy beach community in america. except this batch is from pidgeon forge, tn. homemade! so it say.

i'll be picking this mess out my snaggs all day.

not if the carmel corn i'm mowing down doesn't dislodge a molar first. my officemates were just marvelling that i've gone without white cheddar popcorn (my snack of choice, and only the cape cod brand will do -- or smart corn in a pinch) all week. i'd been getting really bad about that little temptation lately. we're having a bit of a holidaypalloozza at the office, so there may be a few bags of cheddar cheer on the feasting table. wish they would.

photos of present slaughter to follow.