11.08.03 | 3:00 p.m.

It's finally bittered outside. My dog and I were dusted with snowflakes on the walk to Subway this morning. [Subway for breakfast! Stop the insanity!] The toothless lady inside Subway confirmed the cold, as she suggested I try a $1.29 bowl of chilli with her. She did have a nice grid of oyster crackers spread out on the table. And, tempting as it was, I stuck with a sandwich and chips. Plus the dog and boyfriend were outside waiting.

Toothless lady spotted Nikita, asked her name, to which she responded: "Did you come up with that all by yourself?"

I did, I told her. I am amazing.

Now, I don't want to toot my own horn, but: "TOOT, TOOT."

...and so modest I am, too.