No words for this moment, other than wow.

One of the latest tasks (apparently a New Year's Resolution I didn't realize - I don't mind though) for me is to fix/replace the whole-house humidifier.  The one that came with the house, according to the previous owner, 'never worked'.  This morning in the shower (where all my brainstorms actually happen) I realized why.

So, apparently we broke/didn't know two of the cardinal rules of holiday card sending (since this is really the first year we've done it):

1. Make a list of who you want to send a card.  Check off when the card is written AND mailed (crucial second step)
2. Make a list of who sent YOU cards, so that you can get them next year.  Kinda strange who sends you cards. :)

Oh, well, now we know.  And knowing is half the battle.

If you have read "The Postman," then you recognize this story.

Props to Wil for pointing this out! - Huber

Motrin ROYALLY screwed up.  They launched an ad about babywearing, and managed to TOTALLY alienate the market segment they were aiming at.  Here's the story.

So yesterday, we're at Target, doing some random shopping.  Fiona walks by the magazine counter and sees a magazine with President-elect Obama on it.  She smiles and starts skipping off, singing "Barack Obama is President!"

Right past a pair of little blue-hair old ladies that scowled at the fact that I was not aghast at the fact that she was doing this.

Get over it. :)

Had a very nice day today.. Went for a long drive - up to Flat Irons Mall, through Boulder, up to Nederland, and back around to Black Hawk.  Saw some snow showers, and overall there were beautiful views. 

Normally we take CO 6 back through Golden, but we had never been through Central City, so we went up that way and around to I70 to come back.  On a wild hair (hare?), I took 470 down to CO 285.  Around this time, B decides that she wants Beau Jo's for dinner.  We haven't been there in several years, so we find the one on Colorado, and head in. 

At this point, anyone who has tried to eat with me is asking themselves "why?"  Indeed, I normally get pizzas with no cheese, but on a whim, I try the "Dairy-free cheese."  That translates to: Soy Cheese. 

As the title would imply, it leaves something to be desired.  It doesn't melt, at all, so the goal of keeping everything on the pizza doesn't get achieved.  And it's a bit odd.  Doesn't taste BAD, per se, just odd.

Nevertheless, I tried it.  Hmm.. no thanks.

It may be a bit early, and a bit teary, but: