Have a little salt with your wound

When I stepped off the elevator into the lobby at work this morning, I was greeted by this sentence on one of those velcro sign boards:

WINTER IS COMING.

Now is that really necessary? How about we enjoy fall first?

As if I wasn’t already sad that I’m not on vacation anymore.

Whoever posted that might as well have just said DEATH IS COMING.

Which is actually slightly less depressing.

Shark bait

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You can’t really see them, but there are actually surfers out there this early in the morning.

Don’t they know that sharks are most likely to attack at dawn and dusk??

And this is great white country – the movie Jaws was filmed nearby!

Am I the only one around here with an intense irrational fear of sharks and/or mechanical fake sharks from the 1970s??

I think I know the answer to that one.

I pack like a Jerk

Tomorrow, I leave for a long weekend in one of my very favorite places.

Tonight, I pack.

Packing is the worst. (No wait, moving is the worst. But mostly because it involves a lot of packing.)

I always try to pack light and I NEVER succeed. It usually goes something like this:

“Here I go, on a quick weekend trip! It’s just a few days, I barely need to bring anything. Just these three outfits. I don’t need anything else. Except this red purse. And that’s the only other thing I need. Just these three outfits and this red purse… and that’s all I need. And this sequin dress. These three outfits, the red purse, my sequin dress, and that’s all I need. And these thigh-high hooker boots. So we’ve got the three outfits, hooker boots, red purse and sequin dress and I don’t need anything else! Except this pirate costume. But that’s it, I don’t need one other thing. That’s all I need. Wait, I need this too.”

If you’re someone who has seen the movie The Jerk, this may sound familiar. If you’re someone who hasn’t seen The Jerk, I’ve just given you something to do this weekend besides sitting around working on your “Home Sweet Home” cross stitch pattern or whatever it is you people do on weekends.

Image from anyfilmaday.blogspot.com.

Sssshh!

This is my secret lunchtime spot.

Sometimes when I need a break from work and the weather is crappy, I come here, drink some coffee and catch up on my blog reading.

Don’t ask me where it is… I’ll never tell!

(Although if you know Chicago, you can probably pinpoint my location using the context clues from this photo.) (But don’t do that!)

Today’s weather: partly smoky

It’s kind of crazy that smoke from a wildfire in Minnesota can drift all the way here to the Windy City.

I totally noticed the haziness while walking home from work yesterday (the sun was barely visible, but no clouds!), and the air smelled like brick oven pizza.

Needless to say, we had pizza for dinner last night.

Image from Chicago Tribune.

Lonny

No, Lonny isn’t another weird dog name I thought of. (Although it could be…)

It’s actually a great excuse for a procrasti-break during the workday.

procrasti-break (noun): a temporary discontinuation of work in order to read blogs, stalk people on Facebook, check the weather forecast or add to your Amazon wishlist. Or whatever.

Lonny is an online design magazine with great photos that will have you drooling if you love decor. (Or if fabulous furniture makes you hungry?)

The new issue just came out a few days ago – check it!

And if you like that, I highly suggest perusing my other favorite online magazine, Rue.