Party time in Philly

Sidewalk gambling is open for business on a bustling street in Philadelphia. This young man was a fast-talker and was taking $40 bets on which of his three bottle caps a small red berry was under.
...here he goes. On this bet he actually lost $40. I am not sure if he did it on purpose to build confidence or that he is actually not going to make much money at this endeavor.

When I get home and out of the cold, I am greeted by the two dogs curled up on the couches. This is Colie: she is a 10-month old boxer, pit-bull mix with lovely eyes.
And here is Trotter (or "Trot"). He is 5 years old and has a ton of personality.


While procrastinating on further edits my little sister's gradate school application essays, I decided to get my hair cut and straightened...I enjoy the silkyness ...
Here I am with straight hair and polka dots at the comapany holiday party...where I was not recognized by a number of people
yes..those are my co-workers on the dance floor of a venue that was too large for our group size: the former Real World House of Philadelphia.
Ice sculpture, ATTACK!
Cat, Erika and Dillan :)
...and some huge chunks of meat.

The next evening we celebrated Emma's birthday earlier in the month with a solid gold dance partyThe gold coat was also handy for Heather's yoga class I attended with Ian the next morning.

The fabulous weekend extended into Monday night with front-row end zone tickets to the Eagles game.
The Eagles won handily and friends and colleagues from coast to coast recognized me on national television despite the green and white face paint.
I'm a lucky kid, alright.