Day 166

Yet another Saturday night spent on duty. Which means French vanilla lattes, Guess Who's Coming to Dinner, and some writing.

166th Day

Popcorn got me through my first year of college. I made a lot of friends with my popcorn bowl. One dear friend that year enlightened me to the brilliant idea of putting M&M's in with the popcorn so that the chocolate melts, but the candy shell does not.  Genius.  On this dreary, chilly, lazy Saturday, this combination was quite the treat.  

Day 165

Friday night = sick on the couch.

165th Day

I got to see my long lost Eva!  We ate at the most adorable pizza place.  I love live jazz bands. 

Day 164

How had I not noticed the fiery red leaves on this plant outside my apartment? How long have they been like this? Just an example of how observant I am. But alas, I noticed them today and was able to enjoy them for a few moments.

164th Day

It was a dark and stormy night and this fool in the rain was thankful for the CTA heat lamps. 

163rd Day

I am a creature of habit and I generally stand in the same place on the train platform each day.

This was on October 12th.

This was October 25th.

And this morning. 

Day 163

Getting up close and personal with my evening Frosted Mini Wheats. In a cup, never a bowl. Milk on the side. I truly believe that breakfast foods were meant to be eaten at any time of day, and thus cereal is my favorite snack.

Day 162

I love Skittles. End of story.

162nd Day

When I left work tonight at 4:45, the street lights were already on.  By the time I made the mile walk to the L, darkness had fallen.  I struggle with this part of the time change every year. 

Day 161

"If you make every game a life and death proposition, you're going to have problems. For one thing, you'll be dead a lot." -- the legendary Dean Smith, coach of the University of North Carolina Tar Heels from 1961-1997.

Thankfully, my lucky UNC shorts did their job, and I wasn't dead tonight. I really miss playing basketball...a lot.

161st Day

On my morning run, yes my morning run, this tree looked like it was on fire.  No Moses around though.

I was also the only one, yes the only one, in my class tonight who turned in a draft of my paper. 

I was shocked. 

160th Day

I don't know what to think about church potlucks.  They warm my heart because people love to share their favorite dishes. But they aren't always vegetarian friendly (this one was for the most part).  I'm also just always a little scared of them because of a foul green bean casserole at my First Communion potluck many moons ago.  Thankfully, there were no casseroles present tonight.  

Day 160

The first fire of the season. Perfect for reading...or sleeping.

Day 159

Santa at the mall on 6 November? You have got to be kidding me!

159th Day

Can You Feel the Love Tonight?

The Circle of Life?

I Just Can't Wait to Be King?

Hakuna Matata?

If you guessed The Lion King, you're right! A belated birthday celebration for our dear Kate, all thanks to her awesome grandmother!  

Day 158

A Friday night on duty in Founders Village means an evening with my old pal Katharine Hepburn. While watching Adam's Rib (my favorite) this quote from her character stuck out:

"All I'm trying to say is that there's lots of things that a man can do and in society's eyes it's all hunky-dory. A woman does the same thing - the same thing, mind you - and she's an outcast."

158th Day

Here I sat, 

with my books and my mac.

Writing away,

 all the long day. 

Using my craft 

to finish this draft. 

Damn the beautiful weather. 

Day 157

When your best friend since preschool comes for a visit, things can get a little crazy in the kitchen, but I think our pilgrim pies turned out quite nicely.

And they go perfectly with pumpkin spice coffee...

157th Day

I had to break out my winter coat and gloves this week.  Cold weather also means homemade soups and hot chocolate in my very large, bright yellow mug.