Just another day in snowland.

I tried, I *tried* to convince myself that the white stuff on the ground on Tuesday when I landed from sunny Tampa was sand. Alas, alack, it was snow. And my car had to be chipped out, thanks to a heaping helping of ice covering it. Did I mention that my snow scraper was handily at home in my garage on Tuesday evening? No? Well, in a typically McGyverish (sp?) fashion, I searched my car for something to scrape the windshield free of ice. Nothing, nothing, nothing ... then BINGO! A frozen magnet that was once stuck to my mailbox. Thank you, Wild Horses Salon, for putting your business card/magnet on my condo mailbox so that I can use it to scrape my windshield. Not the finest tool known to man to do the job, but it got it done.

Yesterday was supposed to be rather uneventful until a fateful phone call shook me from my daily grind. Maestro had no finals to give yesterday afternoon which meant that we could meet downtown, at India Garden, for a no-holds-barred Indian food lovefest. :) We had done this a few times over the summer, but with his schedule of classes and his 23 minute lunch break, it was impossible to schedule since that time. Then happiest of happys, he called, we met, we ate and both walked out in a blissful state of Indian food oblivion. Thanks Maestro!

Here's to hoping FitnessNerd gets back to good health. I've got a magazine article about Touretta Lynn for you ... does this help?

Last night I met up with Jason and we did a whirlwind tour of Target, Kohls and Meijer for some last minute holiday shopping. I even managed to get a few gifts for the 'gift closet' I maintain for future events. I was quite proud.

Tonight has a Winter Weather Advisory in store for us here in Central Indiana. This means two things: 1) there will be massive runs on grocery stores today by well-meaning people who have determined that Winter Weather Advisory means Blizzard and 2) Not one Lowe's, Home Depot, Menards or other hardware store in the Central Indiana area will have an iota of ice melter/driveway salt available by 5 o'clock tonight. Ah, I love full fledged hot panic over weather. I think I'll go home and bake something tonight.

Tonight is also dinner with D9 for his kindness in taking care of the kittens while I was in FL. I'm making lamb burgers and baking a multi-berry pie. He will be happy.

In our run to Meijer last night, I also purchased the makings of fudge, truffles, banana bread and beer bread. I will do some baking tonight and perhaps, just perhaps, make some goodies for work tomorrow.

No matter how many times I click my heels, I am not returning to Tampa. Sigh.

Back Home Again ... In Indiana

and it seems that I can see,
the gleaming snowfall, it's such a ball,
to slip and slide all day ...

Okay, so maybe, just maybe, that's not the actual words to the State Song. However, I am back from Florida and already I cannot figure out why.

I emailed my HR director today to tell him I needed FMLA because already I am sick of this weather. He thought that was a good reason to use FMLA. That is one of the many reasons why he and I are friends.

Yesterday was spent planting hibiscus in Dad and Stepmom's yard, moving sand around and discovering an untapped well in Dad's yard. Big Fun, I know, but it was 83 and I was so not complaining. The day before was spent at the beach, soaking up some rays. I have quite a few freckles now.

So I'm back. Thinking about Christmas. Only the tiniest bit of shopping yet to do.