Little Jack Frost Get Lost, Get Lost...

I love coming home to fun packages in the mail. I wish I could get one every day. This flickr group is such a kick-ass bunch of women and I wish I could have them all over for a slumber party. Three of us had the same crafty idea, which cracks me up. Great minds think alike, eh?

It's been fucking cold here. C O L D. Winter advisory tonight through the morning warns of snow, sleet and freezing rain. The commute tomorrow morning will suuuuuck. And more snow is coming Thursday. And a nor'easter might blow in on Sunday.

And it's coooold. Gee, I love winter.

My boobs are starting to hurt. I think my period is coming in the next few days. That's all I'm gonna say about that.

Brian and I are lazy asses galore: our tree is still not fully decorated. Nice. Maybe by Christmas we'll be done. I just can't bring myself to finish it tonight.

One of my good friends was told her job ends at the end of the month. We've gone through layoffs together and I know she'll get through this. I just wish she didn't have go through it again. She's an amazing woman, one of the few people I've met in my adulthood that I've truly connected with. We don't talk much these days- the distance has taken its toll- but we always pick up where we left off when we do reconnect. I just hate that this is happening to her.

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