Just a few tidbits...

I turned in a LARGE chunck of my thesis last week. It is "finished" in a very loose sense. I've written everything I know to write, but I am sure my proff is going to have some suggestions and changes for me to make. So, at this point it's the game of tag. I send something to him, he reads it and tells me to make changes. I make the changes, send it back to him, he reads it again and tells me to make more changes. Hopefully, this cycle won't go on for too long, but you never know :>).

The Christmas drinks are out in full force at Starbucks. This means that for the next two months we will always be busy. I forgot to enjoy the slow days while I had them these past few months (probably because I was too busy complaining about my job), and now we will be swamped till January. On Sunday nights I am usually home around 8:15. I didn't get home till almost 9 last night. It's amazing what a little peppermint syrup does for business at a coffee joint.

I couldn't fall asleep last night cause I kept thinking about decorating the house for Christmas. Dave and I are Christmas junkies. We love everything about it...yes...even some of the commercialization. I squealed like a little girl when I saw the first Hallmark Christmas commercial. When I was in elementary school, I can remember trying really hard to get ready for school super fast so that I could go down stairs and sit next to the Christmas tree for a while. I had this habit when I was little of singing anything and everything that came to mind, so I'd make up songs while I gazed at the tree and the presents. I also remember a few times that mom and dad would have this HUGE box under the tree and on the tag it would say that it was for all three of us children. When we opened it, inside were tons of individually wrapped gifts...just little stuff...with our names on it. So, we got to experience the euphoria of opening a huge box and then finding lots of little presents to open together. One year my parents did this right before school started and the box was chuck full of school supplies for our desks at home. That is a great memory I have. I also remember my dad playing the role of "santa" on Christmas morning. This is something I truly missed when I was older after my parents divorced. I love my mom to pieces, but nothing can replace my dad grabbing a present from under the tree, reading the tag aloud that said "to Dad, From Dad" and then him shaking his own hand and saying "well, thank you, Dad". Of course we all rolled on the floor laughing. I think what it all boils down to is that I love family. I love my family, Dave's family, and just being around family. Since the "holidays" are a time when family is always around, it makes me anticipate them even more.

and one last tidbit...this one involves Jazzercise. So, it's been about a month now since I started, and I think the slogan is holding true. Yesterday at church, two people told me I looked thinner. Come to find out this morning, I am! So...jazzercise is showing, and that makes me excited!