It won't look funny, smonster. It's just a sunburn! You will look outdoorsy and all healthy and glowing.

Well, it's the farmer's tan I was thinking of. It's impressive for January.

It feels warmer here now that it's snowing.

I won't say how warm it is here, because I still feel cold.

It was warm enough, i.e, I am dressed warmly enough, that I took off my cardigan at lunch and forgot to put it back on and didn't realize until I got back to my office.

So, not TWO sweater weather.

sj, may the right house fall into your lap! Not literally.

Thank you! With all the buffista ~ma out there, how could it not?

I think it's always fair to complain about feels like 8 weather.

Oh, good. I'm headed out now but not looking forward to being outside.

We're having freakish weather -- through December and so far in January, it's swung back and forth between the 30s and lower 50s several times. We've had torrential rain as recently as Tuesday, but every time we have that kind of rain, it's never cold enough for it to be snow. We've seriously had maybe 2 days in Nov/Dec/Jan where it's snowed enough to accumulate -- and by "accumulate," I mean less than an inch, which was gone within 24 hours.

This is weird-ass weather. By now we've usually had a fair amount of snow, and then it stays cold enough for the snow to stay on the ground.

It's 25 right now and Sunday is supposed to be 51. FREAKISH.

I hear ya, Steph. It's doing the same dang thing up here.

It's done. We let him go. I think the crew understands, though they are pretty subdued at the moment. Uggh. Kind of feel like barfing and/or crying.

Good job. Hard to do.

That piece I wrote on Technorati? Dan's ex called him at work this working, crying in Starbuck's about how mean-spirited it was, and how she couldn't believe I posted links to it, where people who knew her would see it.

WOMAN. This piece was respectful to you. It wasn't ABOUT yo; it was about me, and how the garage was a symbol of how I was coming to terms with being a wife to a husband who had a previous marriage, and how I wasn't quite sure of what my role in that was. [link]

First off, why didn't she call ME, and not Dan? Second of all, guys, a little perspective -- was it mean-spirited? Do you think it was inappropriate? I don't think so, but maybe I'm a little to close to things.

I called her, and it went to voice mail, and apologized if I hurt her feelings, but explained basically what I wrote above, and asked her to call me to have a conversation about it.

But I'm proud of the essay, and I'm just kinda of pissed that my little writing triumph has suddenly turned *again* into AlL ABOUT HER.

Princess, not everything is about you. This was about ME.

And honestly -- a messy garage full of stuff? This is hardly anything to be ashamed of. Most of the people in America who HAVE garages have them filled with random crap.

Grr.