What do you know, I get nominated for a best writing award and then I have nothing to write about. Chris and I left work early (like noon) because of the ice storm and I'm spending my afternoon cutting recipes out of the ginormous stack of magazines I've accumulated. Wow! Step back from all the rip roarin' excitement. How about some pictures? People love pictures. These were taken at the Melting Pot, where Chris took me for my birthday dinner. It was a very fundo evening.