Lucky Dog, Lucky Dog

The other day I came home and, after plugging ol' Bertha in, I found this bucket by my front door. I'm embarassed to tell you that I read the outside and looked around for ice melting. I then opened it and fully expected to see a bucket of water. 'Cause what else do you get when ice melts? But no, inside were a bunch of crystals. Obviously meant to melt ice but I was still confused. Was I supposed to do something with it? No one else had a bucket in front of their place. So I tracked down the owner and asked him and he tried not to laugh too hard at me. Apparently it's there for communal use and my apartment is just the central location. I wish they'd dump some in the damn parking lots around town. They're all covered in ice and one of these days, I'm goin' down. Hard. Pushing my grocery cart across it this afternoon was a whole new experience. But, I'm happy to report that you do get used to the cold. Today was about 13 and I was in sweatshirt. Just running errands of course. If I were spending any amount of time outside I'd probably be in that butt ugly coat.

Something very exciting happened to me today. I found a micro-brewery AROUND THE CORNER!! How have I not found it 'til now? I don't really know but I must've been a very good girl this year and Santa has granted me a Christmas miracle.
Don't worry, I'm not getting SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) and trying to drink it away. One of these is for the Kasches. Honeymoon Heffe is described as "A true marriage between German and American styles" Pefect for a married German and Pennsylvanian. The otther is for next week when the parents will be here for Thanksgiving. On second thought, maybe I'll just crack that jug right now.

And remember the cranberries I picked a few weeks ago? Well, they are now Orange Cranberry Walnut Muffins. Quite good if I do say so. As you can see, I couldn't wait.
Ok, it's 6:45. Now what?