Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow...

...shall keep me from that sweet, sweet nectar!

You all know how to tell the difference between Mormons and non-Mormons, don't you? By the temperature of their caffeine, of course!

And you know the poor saps who are addicted to the stuff will brave freezing temperatures and forge their way through snow storms at the risk of freezing their fingers off to obtain 32 oz. of invigorating, bubbly deliciousness at the neighborhood convenience store.

I am one of those poor saps--and I'm not ashamed to admit it! Cheers!

Valentine's Day Bites

S.A.D. ... no, it's not Seasonal Affected Disorder...it's Singles' Awareness Day.

Valentine's Day makes me want to toss my heart-shaped cookies.

It helps a lot to have a sweet roomate who brought these beautiful flowers to me at work today...

...but it would be even better if I had a dog. (Click on the title to see why.)

Like the Weather

It's funny how quickly things change. I don't mean funny as in "ha, ha," it's more like funny as in "strange." A few days ago I was driving home from work and realized "it's still light out!" and it made me really happy.


Just this morning even, I was on my way to work and feeling grateful that I was driving to work on dry roads and didn't have to worry about slipping and sliding. I know, I know, it's a funny thing to be grateful for (I'll let you decide if it's funny "strange" or funny "ha, ha").


Then, today, we (in Utah Valley) were so lucky as to get yet another blizzard which caused white-out conditions, slippery roads and zero visibility which resulted in lots of car-wrecks. This is what I got to look at for the hour it took me to get home--it's only 15 minutes in normal conditions!

White, white and more white! Where is this crazy amount of snow coming from?! I thought we lived in Utah, which is a desert, not the Siberian tundra!

All I can say is "thank goodness I have my warm snuggly Emu boots!"

Bite the Bullet

Alright, so, I'm finally biting the bullet--well, 2 bullets actually:

• Bullet #1: Joining the blog-force


• Bullet #2: Succumbing to the woolly-boots-that-look-like-slippers fad

The fact that you're reading this is example enough of #1--take a look at the picture below if you don't know what I'm talking about in #2 (but if you've been at all concious any time during the past few years you should have no problem whatsoever visualising this particular style of footwear).

I never wanted a pair of these because, to be honest, I don't think they're particularly attractive and I don't like to wear shoes that make my feet look fat (this is one reason for my aversion to tennis shoes). However, my dad gave a pair of Emu boots to my sister and I for Christmas. I had been keeping them tucked safely away in their not-so-little box with the intention of returning or exchanging them because I just wasn't quite cinvinced that they were the shoes for me. But I finally busted them out and wore them to work on Friday because:


1. I am too lazy to drive down to the sporting goods store that carries them

2. Wearing Emus to work is the closest I can get to going to work in my pj's


And, friends, I must admit, these not-so-attractive-yet-insanely-popular boots have won me over with their slipper-like comfort and their warm snuggliness. So much so, that I wore them all night at home until I got ready for bed Friday night (I never wear shoes in the house!), and all day Saturday--even with my skirt when I went to the Leadership Training broadcast Saturday night. Now that's Shoe Love.