The Cover:

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

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Capital Idea

KITTIES!

John and I have been discussing getting a friend for Smokey. The weekend before last we visited the Humane Society and met many nice mews that need homes. It was hard to see all those cats there, and to know that some of them might not find homes. I felt like I might cry the whole time I was there. There were some older cats, 7 or 9 years old, and I wanted to take them all home because I was worried no one else would. However, I don't think Smokey would like living with 12 other cats. Actually, I'm not sure how happy he'll be about one other cat... I wish I could ask him.

I thought a male, around one or two years old, would work out best. But John met a very pretty girl mew, and we considered her for a bit. She was tagged with the most unfortunate moniker: Football. She was far too pretty a kitty to be named Football! I wasn't sure how Smokey would get along with a girl, though. We left the Humane Society without adopting a mew, because we weren't sure yet what kind of cat would be best.

Then this past weekend we were vistitng John's sister Sue, and she asked us if we thought her little kitty Sidney was pregnant. We both said it looked like she was, and that we'd take one if she has a litter. Well, Sue called last night and said "my cat's in labor!" so, in a few weeks, I will have a kitten. I am worried that a kitten may annoy Smokey, or destroy my apartment, but there are already 4 cats living at Sue and Jackie's, so, these kittens will all need homes. I can't help feeling a little guilty about all those mews at the Humane Society, though... :(

You can have my share, I don't want it

This made me laugh:
According to Wcco.com: "No matter what we think about ourselves, we drink more alcohol per capita in Minnesota than almost anywhere in the country."

Essentially, I'm not a drinker. On average, I might have a drink a month. Some months, no drinks at all, other months, maybe a few drinks on a weekend. But on the whole, not a drinker. Neither is John.

So, who's drinking our share to drive up the average?

Financial Wizard

I bet you all think John is the brains of the operation here, especially when it comes to finances, but trust me, I have my moments. Take today, for example. Today I desire Benihana for lunch. However, instead, I'll be eating a .43 cent frozen burrito. That's a savings of about $12 or something like that. Yeah. Who's smart now?

Let them eat pretty cake

I've been having wedding nightmares (which would make more sense if I was actually engaged and planning one, but, whatever). I think it's rather telling that in the worst case scenario my subconscious created, the cake was ugly and the music was bad. That was enough to make me upset. Apparently those are my two main wedding concerns: cake and music. Sounds about right.

BLEEEEEEEARGGGGGGH!!!!

OH.MY.GOD.

I just looked at the amount in taxes coming out of my next check.

I feel like vomiting.

Robbery.

YES!

It's 45 degrees right now, and the high today is supposed to be 52. Hooray!

I think winter is good for us. It helps us appreciate the loveliness of mild spring days.

My not-so-secret Secret

I wear a sports bra to work.

That's right. To work.

And I love it.

Look, maybe it gives me uniboob, but I really don't care. It's comfortable. Waaay more comfortable then an underwire digging into me all day long, or straps falling down constantly. I feel supported and secure and comfy. And if I wear a button down shirt, there's no gaps between the buttons any more. Yeah, the girls are a bit flattened down, but really, do I need to be boobalicious at work? No.

Cheers to you, sports bra. You make my work week infinitely better with your low key support and racerback straps. I love you.

Let's take a dip in the Strawberry River!

Last night John and I watched "Tenacious D in: The Pick of Destiny", and there was a part that made both of us laugh so hard that we cried. My jerk neighbor banged on the wall-- that's how hard we laughed (then the cat fell off the bed and we laughed even harder).

so money, baby

Ok, so, I know it's not really polite to talk about money, but, I am too pleased to be polite.

First thing this morning, my boss met with me to go over my direct compensation statement and let me say, it was a great way to start out my day! My raise is actually a real raise, and will make a bit of difference to me. This is the first time I've experienced a decent raise, and I have to say, I quite like it.

Another first: a bonus. I've never worked at a company that gave out bonuses, so this is pretty nice, too.

Icing on the cake, really.

It's only been a month or so...

So, I have a really slow wireless connection at my apartment, but I can't complain, because it's free. However, it precludes me from posting pictures on blogger, because it's just way too slow. It'd take all night to get one picture up. Anyhow, I'm at John's today, and so I can finally post some pics from when Whit came to visit.


someone's sassy!



all visitors must pass inspection



A series of pictures in which we make silly faces:






Whitney experiments w/my Mac's special effects:





Know This: it was a good times!

Snow Day!

Yesterday was a Snow Day, and it was fantastic.

First, I have to give props to the Buick-- say what you want about it, my car is awesome, especially in the snow. I never slip or slide. I was extremely proud of the Buick this morning, too, as I didn't even have to dig it out of the snow, it just plowed right through and I was on my way.

Twin Cities news was in a froth over the storm, so the night before I hit up the grocery store for Provisions, as well as the video store (very important), so I was well prepared for my Snow Day. I watched Dr Phil, I called my mom for a chat, and I called Sydne's mom back and we chatted, too. Then John came over after class and we watched movies and ate treats all day, while kitty snoozed (and occasionally attacked our feet). All in all, very cozy, and a nice little reprieve from the ordinary work week.