Snow.

I'm pretty glad that Halloween is over.  I inherited the trait of talking to strangers from my Dad.  Except he does it in a smooth, friendly way interacting with others in his world.  I do it in a janky, awkward way that normally gets me in trouble.  Halloween was the worst this year. Example..

"Hey I'm loving your costume..."
*confused look*
"I wish I could get my hair to do something like that... is that a wig?"
"no.... and I'm not wearing no costume lady"
"oh... sorry uhh.."
*awkward silence*

Well now that Halloween is over, I have apparently become one of those obnoxious people that celebrates Christmas way too far in advanced.  Here is the Winter Wonderland cake we decorated this week.  I must admit though that I absolutely loved decorating this cake.  I couldn't help squealing every time we made some adorable little animal.  Even Mr. Snowman got to me when I was placing the little holly berries on his hat.  So cute! Take a look....

So when I'm walking home at night I always pull my hood on and tuck all my hair up in it.  I'm pretty tall, so I figure if there is a creeper lurking in the bushes, he will just think I'm a dude wearing tight jeans.  But tonight I was walking home and this girl was walking up ahead of me.  I suddenly realized I might be scaring her.  She may have turned around and thought I was a dude wearing tight jeans.  My plan backfired, I felt like yelling out "Don't worry I'ma girl!" But that might have scared her more.  Oh that reminds me...  yesterday morning I had just gotten into the city and I heard this guy scream "I just can't get these voices out of my head!" I know exactly how you feel buddy, it's called your thoughts.  I love Chicago.  So now it's time for you to get a cup of hot chocolate, wrap up in a snuggie, and looks at these pictures.  Almost like Christmas.