A Perfect Day.

The local news stations were all aflutter this weekend with talk of a huge, winter storm that was supposed to hit yesterday. They were predicting inches upon inches of snow, with ice on every interstate, and the world basically ending. And while I was skeptical as I drove to work in the rain that morning, around noon, the snow did come. I was stuck indoors at the hospital, running between patient rooms, and still managed to enjoy it as often as I could peek out a window. Snow!! It never gets old! But after a couple of hours of the white stuff, it all seemed to go away. Nothing had really stuck, and the sun even came out at one point! I got out to my car, thinking I might be stuck chipping away ice with a credit card, but just found a tiny layer of WATER. No ice in sight. Yes, it was still teetering on the edge of freezing, but the roads weren't even close to hazardous.

Oh, those overly dramatic weather people...

Yes, there were definitely areas just outside of Dallas that got a few inches, and we're still seeing cars driving around covered with snow- with just a hole cleared away where the driver can see out. But the closest our neighborhood came to any accumulation was some heavy frost we woke up to this morning. And from seeing that outside, we decided it was too cold to open any windows or doors until 6pm. Yes- that's right. We stayed in our PJ's until 6 o'clock this evening... and it was magical.

Now, we got a lot accomplished in the apartment-- Don't be thinking we're lazy slugs who don't own real clothes... we got a lot finished that we had been putting off. Including: organizing and putting away a LOT of paperwork that's been accumulating literally since we moved in. It has been driving me CRAZY. ...growing to unbelievable heights. But no more! I actually ran out of file folders. But we've taken one giant step for mankind around here. (And by mankind, I mean organization.)

I also did some name-changing with many-a-companies. Yay for bills with my married name!

But around 6pm, cabin fever got the best of us, and we headed out into the world. (on streets that were NOT icy) We decided to make it a date night, and went to the movie theater at NorthPark Mall. And I don't know if it was just a special night, or maybe we just don't get to watch mall-folk often enough, but it seemed like all the crazies came out to join us. First, we rode up an escalator with a woman and her dog stroller. Dog included. The stroller was bright pink with black polka dots, and the white furball with a face that was closed up inside it looked downright embarrassed.

Then, as we grabbed dinner at Chik-Fil-A, we saw weirdo #2. A teenage girl who was repeatedly running toward a giant window and stopping within inches of it. Since it was dark outside, she could see herself in the reflection, and I guess she was conducting a test of some kind? I have no idea. I was just waiting for her to take one to many steps and go crashing into it... Unfortunately, it never happened.

And then, after we sat down in the theater, we found our third source of entertainment for the night. Two guys walked in, talking and laughing, obviously being friendly to one another, and then sat down in the row in front of us, with two seats in between them. Not just one- but TWO! They literally did not speak to (or even acknowledge!) each other until the lights came back up after the movie finished.

We saw "The Fighter"- and were completely blown away! So, so, SO good! And Christian Bale?? That man is seriously amazing. I've known ever since "Newsies" that he was destined for good things. And he just (*sniff*) makes me so damn proud!

Productivity? Check. Extended PJ time? Check. Date night? Check. Not going back to work 'til Friday?? CHECK.