First Snow

Wow, who turned down the thermostat? The first snow is here, everything is white and my bolitas are freezing. I almost forgot how shitty it is when it’s so cold that your ears feel as if they were going to fall off. Waking up yesterday was definitely not easy. I must have had a 30 minute affair with the snooze button that morning. My plans to go take pictures at Central Park on my “day off”, were quickly interrupted by my boss who called to remind me that unfortunately, I needed to come in to help prepare for a meeting and that I had to go make an attempt to have a good time at my organization’s Christmas party. Man, I was so over it! The only cloths that I had out and readily available were for the most part urban and events like the X-mas party required something that would hug the ass and cup the goods. Not really me but its nice to show case every now and then. I discovered that my fitted cloths weren’t fitting all that well anymore. There was definitely a little more ass and snugness then I what I remembered. Nothing was fitting right and the clock was ticking. I finally decided on some corduroys and a sweater after, my little fashion show for the cat, which annoyingly waited for me to walk down the runway with anything on, so long as I held a bowl of kitty food in one hand. I made it to work an hour later then I expected and incidentally about an hour late to the party as well. The food was great. So were the three glasses of wine I downed which contributed to the happy-go-lucky attitude of the night. I got to shake a lot of hands, sport a politically correct smile for the Commissioner who always reintroduces herself to me, bite my tongue about my over all sentiments at getting laid off, received quasi-clinical suggestions regarding my dating habits from the physiologist at my table, got to watch all of the higher ups clutching their opposite melatonin leveled lovers (see objectified opposites do attract), and grinded as many of the “your-not-really-gay” choir girls as I could.