Walking in a Winter [Washington]...

....or I could have named it "I had a heater in my pajama pants." Hahaha. Be patient, I'll get there. In the meantime, since we've been freezing our patooties off up here in Washington, let's pretend it's Christmas time and listen to this mood music.

So it's been snowing. And raining. And I think they call that sleet. I asked my mom who came up with that name for it, and pondered all the reasons why they wouldn't go with something a little more appropriate, like snain. You know, since it's a combination of both... Here's something I didn't know about snow: the larger the flakes (at least around here), the wetter they usually are. This usually means it won't stick. Today we had really large flakes. Wet flakes. It was like drops of slushee. One actually hit me between my nose and mouth. This was while I was out walking with Sue. Because, yeah, we kept up our tradition.

So this is what I look like after I go walking in a Wet Winter Washington (it's still legitimately winter):

I hope you realize the shiny-ness is because I was soaking wet. Soaking wet, believe me. I had layers on, and the water soaked right through onto the sweater underneath that big jacket. I should have implemented the layered look for my legs as well. They didn't bode as well as the rest of my bod. Hahaha... I love English.

See? (the picture really doesn't do it justice... These things were sunburn red. By the way, these are my knees looking down to my shins, for comparison purposes.):

I believe that look is called windburn (not to be mistaken with sunburn). I'm also pretty sure that my thighs (which is the very red part in the picture) were numb. Because as I warmed up inside, they started to feel itchy. Then they felt even more itchy in the shower. And then, when I was done with my shower, they started to emanate heat. So when I pulled on my pajama pants, it felt like I had my own little space heater (or pair of them) in my pants. Seriously, I could feel the heat radiating off my legs, being trapped by the pajama pants, and returning back to my skin. It felt like a sunburn. For real.)

And here's another picture, just because I liked it.

In other news... I'm working on a job application. It requires to know even more (different) stuff than I've had to look up before. I already have all my addresses from the past 7 years of my life. This time, I needed to know how many semester hours I took at each college/university I attended. Fun. So I delved into my old files and found old report cards from Wallace and Troy, as well as my multiple lists I kept to keep track of what classes I would take when in order to graduate ASAP (with my undergrad). Thank goodness I am anal retentive about lists... I had this information in triplicate. Hahaha. Of course, this also allowed me to "stumble upon" my old papers for English class once again. Yeesh I had forgotten how much ink Dr. Gusick would use to grade my papers! I think they could still bleed a rainbow (no kidding, there is yellow highligher, red, pen green pen, purple pen, and pencil to name a few I saw today). It still surprises me just a little that I got A's in her classes (I think she was generous at report card time, because she certainly slayed me on my tests and papers). But, despite all the papers and hard work those classes were, I actually do look back fondly on them. As I was looking over my list of all the classes I took to get a Bachelor's degree, I was quite astounded by just how many classes I actually took! It seems so long ago, really, and like it all happened to someone else. Isn't that kind of funny?

Well, this week promises to be a great one. I may watch Christina's girls so she and Nick can go see a movie. I will be taking off Friday and Saturday from the library and hanging out with Rebecca watching 80s flicks, eating junk, and going to see West Side Story with Lea and a bunch of ladies from the library (Lea's son is the lead in the play). Yep, it's going to be a fun-filled week. So cheers ;).