Drop the Burrito and Come out with your Hands up

I know my posts have been supershort lately. I'll try to be more prolific going forward. But in the interim, here's a little something to play with.

Do you eat at Chipotle? Curious how many calories you're packing into that Burrito Ball you just had them assemble for you? Chipotlefan.com lets you virtually create that same concoction and then calculates your intake.

I don't want to ruin the surprise, but I'm gonna. If you get anything but lettuce and....well, lettuce...you're screwed.

I tried to slim down my pickin's yesterday by ditching the rice, sour cream, and cheese and STILL came in over 600.

On a related note, this is why Google rocks. I typed in "huge burrito" to find an image for this post and found this write from 2005.

For Sale

One pair women's roller skates. Only worn once.

Shattered expectations sold separately.

Bring in 'Da Noise

Nothing like being woken up by the sound of the jackhammer's louder and more annoying cousin. I have no idea what machinery the road crew outside is using, but it's some cacophonous orchestra of the most grating metal on metal I have ever heard. It started at 7:45am and hasn't let up since.

Judging by the giant, still-intact chalk squares lining the street, this could go on all day. Judging by the dates on the "don't you dare park here" signs taped to the trees lining the street, this could go on all month.

Off and Rolling

They came!

Sleepy Smurf

Back from Cali. The weekend was terrific. A lot of fun.

Our hotel was attached to a Denny's. We ate there. Twice.

I'm exhausted. I'll post more when I can put together a coherent thought.

Bum Gift, Aisle 2

Posting will be light to nonexistent this weekend. We're off to NoCal for my signif's grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary. Good rule of thumb: Anyone throws a party celebrating 60 years of marriage, you go ... no matter how far away or how short the stay.

By the way, did you know the 60th anniversary is the diamond anniversary? You've got wait until 60 to get diamonds. You know what's worse? According to about.com's list of "modern" anniversary gifts, 44 years gets you groceries.

What a Treat

Last night was a lot of fun.

The "Only in DC" award for best Halloween costume goes to the kid who dressed up as a tax return.

Runner-up: The kid in the suit we thought was a politician but was actually a lawyer. Way to live it up!

"Cutest Flyby" award goes to the little Harry Potter who ran through our front yard to get to the neighbor's candy.

And "Best Strategy" award goes to the clever girls next door who explained they planned to put on new costumes and get new pillowcases and re-trick or treat for more candy ... then just ran up our steps and cleaned out the rest of our bowl.

p.s. Happy Birthday Kay. Love you!