It's COLD.

Woke up to some really cold weather this morning. First thing I did was check on Kelsey to make sure she was still pliable. (Heh!) Like a good girl, she was curled up inside her doghouse which is also sheltered in an alcove at the back of my house so she's protected. I gave her an extra bowl of food to help her keep warm while I was gone to work.

The office was hoppin' today! I had all kinds of things going on that I thankfully got wrapped up today. Took a break in the middle of it all to meet up with my old Intergraph buddies at Edo's for some much needed sushi. I hate that I can't get by there to eat as often as I used to. Oh well, it's only a 15 minute trip to get there from my office so that's not too bad. Good to have seen everyone and get caught up on all the latest happenings. Lance was lusting over my Blackberry - I think he was going back to his office at Lockheed to see about getting one then retiring to "the lab" to do some research. By research I mean play some Call of Duty. LOL! That was one game I used to play A LOT. Got burned out on all the shooting games though and have taken a hiatus from them. I play more Half Life 2 on the PC and Asphalt GT on my Nintendo DS.

Brought Kelsey in for the night. She's doing better about just sitting in one place instead of *trying* to wander around. I only bring her inside during bad weather or when the temperature gets below freezing. I'm not an inside pet kind of person. I used to be though. I had 2 cats back in my college days - Samantha, my persian and Rhiannon, my big, black tabby. Of the two, Rhiannon was my favorite; she was very affectionate and passive. Samantha was kind of a bitch most of the time. She had her moments but they were few and far between.

On another note, reading Dabney's blog today reminded me of my days in retail many, many years ago. Yup, this is the time of the year you really start hating other human beings. Here's some stupid stuff that I remember:

• Some old woman buying 2 dozen pairs of socks and needing each pair wrapped individually
• Someone bringing an outdoor grill to the service desk at Parisian to be gift wrapped
• People trying to return clothing they OBVIOUSLY have worn and telling you it was like that when they bought it

On that last point for example, I remember times when I knew there was a dance or some kind of event at a local high school. Kids would come in the night before, usually a Thursday and buy their outfits. The event would pass then on Saturday, guess what? "I need to return this. I ended up not needing it." Ok, the outfit has deodorant marks in the armpit and it smells like cologne. How I kept from leaping over the counter and beating these people across the head with my stapler is beyond me. But I digress...