Coming Home

One Volkswagen Passat.
Two days of driving.
Three happy Finks.
Four recently-rotated tires.
Five cups of coffee. Each.
1,183 miles.
6,672 songs on the iPod.

Minnesota, here we come, baby!

GPoD 12.9.2007

GPoD 12.8.2007

It Came Upon a Midnight Weird....

In the mood for some tear-inducing laughter? Then check out these collections of Christmas kitch, here and here. I made quite a scene in the library this afternoon when I linked to these sites from Rachel's blog.

They lied.

See you on Tuesday.

At last.

At long, long last, my prayers have been answered. Chipotle is coming. Yes, I am going to be there at 3pm. Yes, I am hoping to get the free t-shirt. And yes, I am praying to win free burritos for a year. (The mere thought makes me dizzy with joy.) Anyone want to stand in line for the afternoon?

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

We don't have the snow that our families in Minnesota are enjoying, but we're trying our best to get in the Christmas spirit despite the balmy 60 degree days. This weekend we made gingerbread men and constructed and decorated our first gingerbread house with our friends Susan and Ava. Saturday we attended Durham's holiday parade with the Weinard family. It ended at dusk with lights, reindeer, and Santa Claus. We didn't get a good shot of Santa, so the last photo is courtesy of the Herald-Sun.