My office-mate, Mary Jo, just informed me that the temperature hasn’t been above freezing here since January 13th. I believe it. It hit 30 over the weekend and it felt like a heat wave! Even with the humidifier we bought on Monday, my skin is so dry that my face is starting to flake, and I am just now feeling my toes again after my morning commute!
Yet, we are going skiing this weekend. OK, let’s start by telling you I’ve skied twice in my life, and didn’t love it either time. But, at Rich and Trystan’s party last weekend, somehow (while I was out of the room) a ski weekend at our friend Dorothy’s family’s house in the Poconos (Poke-a-Nose, I like to say) got planned. I’m not so certain I’ll actually ski, but I will definitely bring my knitting.
Knitting which I haven’t touched all week due to the aforementioned "Crazy Taxi" playing. Damn that game is addictive. Ryan thinks it’s cute that I like it so much. I find it frightening.
We ordered our wedding favors last night. Cute little round tin boxes that we are going to fill with Altoids (or possibly a similar minty candy) and cute little personalized labels that we’re going to stick on top. It’s such a small part of the wedding but it felt good to get that done. I still really need to deal with the flowers. Problem is, I like so many different things and don’t want to go in there all scattered and not knowing what I want. I know what I want for centerpieces, just not for bouquets. Yes, the problems of the modern bride.
Right now, it’s hard to imagine it will ever be warm enough to be in the Botanic Gardens and not freeze my butt off.