There it goes.

Today was lovely, as every day after a blizzid is.

My driveway is a slippery mixture of sheer ice, slush, and snow. These conditions make a normally not so steep driveway practically vertical. Everyone in my family knows this.

Natale, however did not. Apparantly Elroy (aka The Neon) had a tough time, before he finally just gave up completely. Walking DOWN said driveway is extremely dangerous. I've wiped out my fair share of times.

But it's okay because I love blizzids.

Today I went and worked the house for QED at the synogogue. Samm, Natale, Willie, and myself along with Talia and Leeann handed out approximately 18 programs and ripped 18 tickets. Yes, these 18 fans of Mr. Lew braved the treachery to come and see the show. It was worth it. I was thoroughly impressed.

He got to wear a very tribal headdress, a stick from which was left clinging to about 3 strands of hair for the majority of Act 2, confirming our whole Mufasa/Lewfasa theory.  Samm and I tried to blow it off from the back row, but to no avail. Finally, it dropped, but not until after that stick had taken its fair share of stage time.

The lack of audience also left a surplus of intermission snacks. We drank and poured Waist Watchers Citrusy Frost, Raspberry Ginger Ale and ate little bites of chocolate covered cheesecake heaven. Classic synogogue food. Raspberry Ginger Ale is something else. It definately must have had something to do with Moses' success in freeing the Jewish slaves. I know I'd believe anyone who offered me raspberry ginger ale.

Natale thought we were playing Family Double Dare with the Citrusy Frost, and sloshed about a cup's worth of soda onto the table while getting an inch worth of Frost in the cup. Priceless.

Theatre fun is good fun.

Anyway, I am about 1 paragraph away from application completion. Holy Crap. That's a wonderful feeling.

If I hear Hillary Duff say ONE MORE TIME that she's just like any other regular girl, I'm going to stop liking her. I'm a regular girl. Do I have a record deal? Do I get Punk'd? Do I have Louis Vuitton luggage? Face it Hillary. You're a celebrity. Deal with it.

Christmas Vacation is on tonight. I love Christmas Vacation.

Time to go tackle that paragraph about how honesty is imporant. Hah. Yeah right.