Taco Night

Bryson and I made Tacos last night. At the store I text him to see if he wanted soft or hard shells. He said both.

I understood why he wanted both when we were eating he made one of these:
and said "This [the double decker taco] might is the greatest culinary invention of the decade. "

Morning Commute

I ran out the door to the shuttle. With the sheet of ice that is DC I didn't want to drive. Just outside of our apartment building door I looked down and realized I didn't zip up my skirt and it was around my ankles. How I forgot to zip it up I have no idea. Luckily I had on a pea coat and tights so the shuttle bus only saw mid thigh down. I am sure they needed some entertainment, right?

On the shuttle I got a text saying we could open late and noticed the 2 hour late start due to the storm. Good thing I rushed for the bus.

On the metro, a kind gentleman informed me my bag was dripping. Luckily it was only my water bottle and not my lunch. By the end of the ride there was a little puddle under me.

Off the metro, a block to work and I got a little too confident walking the ice covered streets when my feet went in front of me and my hip was firmly connected to the ground. A nice pedestrian asked if I was okay and I got a few sympathy looks from others.

I am positive the day is going to be better than this.