So in honor of Thanksgiving, I am going to be that person who writes the cheesy blog post about what I’m thankful for because I really do have much to be thankful for. So here goes in no particular order….
My family (the Knox, Martin, and Kose clans)
Mi familia (the Blanco, Justiniano, and Hernandez clans)
Friends, new and old
Laughter
Have the opportunity to pursue what I am interested and passionate about
Clean water?
A more-than-adequate apartment (even though I wish it would grow and extra bedroom)
A job and steady source of income
Cloth napkins
J. Crew & West Elm
The Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
Connie
Metropolitan Market pita bread
Pictures
The Cosby Show
A husband with patience
Funny Twitter posts
Yearly planners
Powell’s Books
TiVo
Magoo
The other day, Josue changed my iGoogle theme from Bus Stop to Jesus and finally to Celine Dion. I could lie and say I don’t like it, but I would be lying to you, internet. I love it and have made a new Celine Dion iTunes playlist because of the change.
Just now, I all-of-the-sudden remembered a shirt that I own?owned. This is what happens when I’m forced to do homework on Friday nights – I think about all sorts of random things. Earlier I was sidetracked for fifteen minutes playing with Magoo (fish need love too) and I thought about what would happen if Magoo suddenly turned into a person like The Incredible Mr. Limpet. It would be kind of awesome and we’d talk about what life is like as a fish and if his tank was big enough, etc.
Anyway, my shirt was peachy and wonderful. I haven’t seen it in a while, so I sort of forgot about it (you know how that goes). But I just remembered it and discovered that it is no where to be found. Either someone stole it or I left it somewhere. I’m opting for the first?explanation because
1. I’m skeptical of people, All people. Especially the crazy man down the hall. I see him watching me walk down the hallways and who’s not to say he snuck into the laundry room and stole my shirt out of the washer?. I am 100% convinced that I’ve had things stolen from my checked luggage at airports and that the workers at the Namale resort in Fiji stole at least 2 of my shirts and my diamond?earrings.?
2. I rarely loose things. I like to know where my things are at all times and don’t do well with disorganization. I don’t do well with Josue’s?disorganization?either. Well in Josue’s semi-defense, it’s not that he’s disorganized, it’s that he doesn’t remember when he puts things and then doesn’t do a very good job of looking for them. Exhibit A: his wallet.?
Instead of having things due throughout the quarter, my professors this term have decided to make everything due at once. I have 3 presentations, 2 papers,?1 exam.?3 article critiques, 2 test reviews, and 1 research design proposal due in the next two weeks.?I’ve scheduled out my time and think I’m prepared to handle the chaos.
I’m not really concerned about anything besides the two papers. One, because I hate writing papers, and two, because our papers are based on things we’ve learned and discussed in class. This wouldn’t be a problem except (and here’s where I go into all caps, so you know I’m upset) WE DON’T LEARN ANYTHING IN CLASS! Tonight for example, Dr. S did not teach. At all. Not one note was taken, not one lesson was taught. You know what did happen? Another thirty-minute lecture on the importance of eFolio and a twenty-minute talk on why we have to get fingerprinted. Thanks, Dr. S. I didn’t catch that information the first seven classes when you talked endlessly about them.
Rant complete.?
In happy news, I received a 100% A+ in my first grad class. WTG me!
This video is a little long, but its worth it for the ending. It also proves that I’m a total nerd.
Part 8 is a video we originally saw on dooce. Listen to the letter being read. Out of all the reasons for it being written by a young person, this woman sites the fact that the person put lines around the word Jesus. Not the fact that the author is using the word poopie or the fact that the letter is written at a preschool level.?
Two years ago Josue and I went to our first Ray LaMontagne concert. It was the best concert I’ve ever been to with?the?exception?of the five minutes during a Ben Harper concert where Ben sang a cappella then proceeded to do?this matrix style back bend thing. No seriously, his body was bent in half backwards.
Sunday night we went to see Ray again and it was, of course, amazing. He talked more this time, which I didn’t like, except for when he said he likes Seattle because “Beards don’t scare people from Seattle.” And when he told himself to shut up.
Some of the clips on this video are too much for me to handle, but my God, that little girl on her tricycle is the funniest thing ever. After the minute mark it isn’t as funny anymore and I usually stop watching it around 1:43 because I can’t handle the last scene. Is it weird that I hope my future child laughs like this one?
Part 5 is a video clip that I originally saw on Ellen. It’s amazing to me how fast people’s reflexes are.
