Happy now?

"No one on Earth could feel like this;
I’m thrown and overblown with bliss."

-- There Must Be an Angel, Eurythmics


It was 70 degrees yesterday. There's a thin layer of snow on the ground now.

I'm used to weather changing on a dime in Florida, but this is unreal.

I can't say that I care. I know at this point there will be no blizzards to impede me getting to work, and there will be no more cold snaps that will suck the breath out of me while I'm putting groceries in the trunk. The worst is over.

My personally sponsored work meeting went great. I thought five or six people would show up for my first ranting (it was scheduled before most people's shifts) but about a dozen turned up; with no pizza offered, I thought that was impressive for a newsroom operation. I guess the real reward will be seeing if it was worth their time to come back for the next one. I'll offer pizza then.

I'm not beneath a bribe.



I could spill about how insanely happy I am with Joe, but if that dam breaks, I might as well pour syrup all over this blog and be done with it.

I resisted it -- my female, Leo, superstitious, skeptical, German, stubborn, idealistic, quesadilla-loving self -- but I have fallen in love.

Shit shit SHIT.

I guess worse things have happened.