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Happy Thanksgiving!

I hope everyone has an amazing day with their friends and family.  I am thankful for so many things, I’ll just let you know a few ridiculous things for which I’m thankful today:

1.  I’m thankful for the cashier at the grocery store who not only IDed me for the 40 ounce Bud Light I bought as a welcome home present for Libby, but who also further made my day by carefully inspecting my drivers license, putting on her glasses to look me in the face intently, then tell me that I must have lost weight since the picture was taking.  The night before, at another grocery store, I bought a bottle of wine and I wasn’t IDed, and I wondered if I hit a point in life where I would forever not be IDed at grocery stores.  My faith was completely restored in grocery stores. 

2.  I’m thankful for my precious little dog who desperately needs a bath. 

3.  I’m thankful that there is still water in augusta with which to wash my dog. 

4.  I’m thankful for sugar cookies.

5.  I’m thankful for big screen tvs. 

6.  I’m thankful for 75 degree weather on thanksgiving, even if I don’t have any appropriate clothes to wear. 

7.  I’m thankful for all my friends and family who love me and put up with me. 

8.  I’m thankful for hot ham sandwiches. 

9.  I’m thankful for pretty leaves and mountains and everything outdoors. 

10.  I’m thankful to everyone who reads this rambling, scattered, story of my life on this blog.  Love y’all.  I’m off to eat and drink lots of other things I’m thankful for. 

p.s. I’m thankful for beer.  I love beer. 

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And yet I continue to buy it and drink it.  Crave it even.  Sometimes I think I have some sort of mental disorder involving the consumption of liquids.  When I go to the grocery store, I want to buy coke, diet coke, caffeine free diet coke, Dr. pepper, diet dr. pepper, propel, poweraid, option, citrus cooler gatoraid, apple juice in the little boxes (minute maid), vitamin water, pelligrino, beer, wine, tea, coffee milk, chocolate milk, soy milk, and orange juice.  And when I say beer and wine, I mean I want white wine and red wine and good beer and light beer too. 

I spend most of my time thinking about what I want to drink, and get a cart mostly because I can’t carry around all the liquids.  I put so many liquids in my cart the wheels stop working correctly.

The only thing in my freezer is coffee and snickers.  My fridge has mostly beer and cokes and juice and milk when I can drink it fast enough to justify buying it. 

I mean, I like food a lot.  But when I go to the grocery, I want to buy drinks.   

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So I’m going to the ATL tomorrow.  We are having thanksgiving with the Cherry’s.  And tomorrow morning Elizabeth, her sister Emily, me, Libby, Steve, Steve’s dad, and a host of other folks are all running in the turkey trot half marathon.  13.1 miles.  Yay.  I hope I don’t die. 

It is still raining here.  I’m ready for some pretty weather. 

Last night, after I iced the precious little turkey cookies my mom made,  Jennifer Blanchard and I went out for a little bit – hung out with Travers and a host of other kids.  It was a lot of fun.  There really were some young kids at the bar though.  Made me feel very old. 

Betsy and I discussed this morning how fast time passes these days.  We can’t believe another year is over.  We are a touch worried we are going to wake up one day and be 35 and have no idea where our twenties went, much less our early 30s.  I’m in my mid to late 20s.  That is nuts.  I feel like I should be 19.  Of course then I see 19 year olds at the bar and I realize I’m not 19. 

I have very festive mittens that make me happy.  And I’m eating a now and later that is probably ten years old.  Eww. 

Let me just say for the record that Happiness is an egg and cheese biscuit from bojangles.  Pure and utter joy. 

I am very thankful for so many things in my life.  And I appreciate all of you who read my blog.  I feel like it has given me the opportunity to interact with a lot of really cool people in many different places. 

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Reviews

Tpd I just got finished reading Through Painted Deserts – Light, God and Beauty on the Open Road,  by Donald Miller.  I loved it.  Thought it was amazing.  I’ve read Miller’s other books, Blue Like Jazz and Searching for God Knows What.  I think he is a gifted writer who speaks to his audience in a sincere voice that has a tone of understanding.  He is honest about the difficulties of religion and the world at large.  He is the kind of author that when you finish reading his book you wish he was a personal friend.  I don’t feel like that terribly often.  I like to give his books away as gifts.  I can never find my copy of his books cause I have a tendency to loan them out and never get them back.  Shocker. Through Painted Deserts is the story of him and his friend traveling across the country in a VW bus.  Hilarious, thoughtful, and endearing. 

Sad I have been listening to Amos Lee’s new album – Supply and Demand.  I like Amos Lee a lot.  I was first introduced to his music by Betsy – who tried to make me listen to him for a long time before I finally stopped being stubborn and realized that he is awesome.  I prefer his more upbeat songs, but a couple of his slower songs are great as well.  Betsy really likes Southern Girl – which I also support.  I think my favorite song is Sympathize.  There are a couple of songs available on Myspace – HERE.

La OHH, and my friends Charles and David have started a band called Lady Antebellum, and I was listening to their new music on myspace and I am impressed.  These boys are so talented and sweet and awesome, I’m really proud of them for chasing their dreams.  I don’t think they have an album out yet – but they have quite a few songs available on myspace.  They have my stamp of approval.    Go LISTEN.

The only other thing I’m worried about today is what kind of halloween cookies I want to make.  Sugar cookies of course, but what shape?  Punkins?  I’m thinking Punkins.  Dipped orange with green butter cream icing stems.  GAH.  Decisions are so tough, cause, ghosts can be so cute too.  Or should I make cupcakes?  Cookies are probably easier to transport.  Hmmmm…..

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I have been sitting in the sunshine reading a legal profession outline today.  I normally go to the library – because I need the human interaction – but today I decided I needed the sunshine more than the human interaction. 

Here at my apartment I don’t have a vending machine – and because I haven’t been around much lately I don’t have a lot of supplies.  So I ventured out to the gas station by my house – the Okee Dokee BP. 

Initially I was really pumped because I wasn’t going to wear any shoes – I love it when it gets to be warm and I don’t have to wear shoes any more and everyone gets so weird about the fact that it doesn’t bother me to go into stores with no shoes on.  Give me a break – we live in Georgia.  Worst things have happened.  I promise I’ll wash my feet before I get into bed tonight.  But then I remembered that some gas stations have that whole, no shirt no shoes no service thing.  So I decided to wear my flipflops. 

I bought some over priced gas and some over priced soft drinks, some bubble gum, and sugar babies.  I resisted the urge to buy beer on the gas card.  Trav doesn’t appreciate that sort of thing. 

While I was in the store – this girl comes in – and all I can say about her outfit is that I hope she just walked out of the pool.  She had a see through white wrap around long skirt thing.  Like – totally inappropriate anywhere but at the pool. 

But then she asked the gas station lady directions somewhere.  And I got really confused.  Like – if she doesn’t live here – then why THE HELL is she dressed like that?  I mean, not road trip appropriate.  And apparently the gas station lady agreed.  Cause she gave the girl directions, and looked her up and down and said – You Visiting Friends? 

It cracked me up. 

In other news, I totally burned my stomach while  sitting outside reading legal profession in my bathing suit today.  STUPID CHARLSIE.  I know better.  Way better.

Yay Twilight!  Boo Exams! 

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Happy Valentine’s Day, Loves!  I have some yummy sugar cookies with me today, and after I try to pacify C. Ron with a few, they would love to be consumed by anyone and everyone.   Please come find me and eat cookies, I am in room J right now and then I’m headed to C – where I will be for two hours. 

C. Ron isn’t necessarily mad at ME – I mean, he is made at me, but he is also mad at our whole class.  For being late all the time.  I tell Maggie every day that people need to stop being ten minutes late to class.  Then, this morning I ended up being ten minutes late.  Of course, today was the day when he decided to yell at everyone for being late.  Now, I chose a seat next to the door, at the end of the aisle, because I know I am sometimes late, and I know I get claustrophobic sometimes and have to get up in the middle of class. 

So, the whole class is being yelled at for coming in late, and I stroll in at the conclusion of this speech.  And what do you know, someone is sitting in my seat.  So I can’t even slink into my chair and hope C. Ron doesn’t notice.   But he isn’t talking, and I refuse to look, but I’m pretty sure he is staring at me.  So I walk over to the corner and put my stuff down on the ground, and look around for a seat. 

He stopped talking – and stared at me while I tried to find a seat – and he said – "Is there a chair?"
and I said – "I don’t see one, someone is in my seat" –
and he said – "I don’t want you to have to stand all class"
and I say – "it is okay, I should have gotten here on time"

And
then someone finally pointed out a seat to me, in the middle of a row
of 2Ls who all think I should probably throw myself off the balcony of
the library after this humiliation.  But I did get to sign the attendance sheet.  And I won’t be coming in late anymore.  I am only motivated by fear.  It is good that the anger was directed towards me. 

Update:  C. Ron didn’t want any cookies, so I have lots.  Also, he apologized for embarrassing me, I told him I was okay with it and I apologized for being late.  So I think we are on good terms now. 

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My bedroom in Augusta faces East, and the bright fall sunshine woke me up much earlier than I would have liked this morning.  But it didn’t matter, because my parents were close on the heels of the sun.  Trav and Kate wanted me to go to breakfast with them at the Waffle King.  They think Waffle King has the best pancakes.  That’s right, we go to the Waffle King for pancakes. 

    Initally, I wanted to go, and then on second thought I decided not to go, because Trav has a tendency to kidnap after breakfast, and I wasn’t in the mood to be kidnapped this morning.  But Kate promised that she would make sure I made it back home after breakfast.  So I was pressured into it.  And I did make it home, but not before we went to see Mrs. Kim, and then to the bike store, and to the storage building where my dad keeps all his stuff my mom won’t let him keep at home.  And we only took a couple of detours to look at buildings. 

    Now I am sitting out under the pergula with the dogs.  It is quite possibly one of the most beautiful days ever.  EVER.  It is one of those days that makes me remember why I live in Georgia.  There is a sensory overload almost.  The chimes at Good Shepard are playing music, while the airplanes from the air show fly in at Daniel Field fly overhead, the tea olives make everything smell wonderful, and the breeze is perfect.  Oh, and the mockingbirds are yelling about something.  Plus, I have my two precious dogs, even if Bo did growl at me this morning.
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Bella

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Bo

And these are my parents, Trav and Kate, arguing about what we are going to do with the back yard – all of our pretty trees had to be taken down after one of them fell into the treehouse.  Our next door neighbor had to take all of his trees down too, so it looks like a tornado ripped through the two yards.
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In a little while, we will go inside and watch football.  I suggested instead of working in the yard this morning, that we get a twelve pack of PBR and go to Daniel Village and watch the airshow from the parking lot.  But obviously my parents have no sense of adventure.  Daddy and I thought this was a great idea, because neither of us are allowed to drive if we have been drinking at all, so Mama ends up having to deal with us.  Which we think is pretty funny.  We could have ridden bikes I guess, except my dad dropped his off at the store this morning.  But it is a perfect day for an airshow, the sky is amazing. 

I’m excited about the football though.  I hope Notre Dame beats USC, and I hope LSU beats Florida, even though I normally like to root for the SEC east, I’m going to cheer for LSU this time. 

Obviously the Dawgs are going to dominate.  I thought about going to Nashville for the game, but it is a long way, and I really like to watch football on tv with my dad, you can see so much more, and there a lot of other games I want to see today besides Georgia beating Vanderbilt. 

A yellow jacket just tried to bother me, and I thought about smashing him, but he flew away and it wasn’t worth it. 

Okay, the ants are biting me, I’m going inside. 

Love y’all. 

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But it really irritates me when people eat food in quiet places, like the library annex or in class. 

I know, I do it sometimes, I do.  But it is especially irritating when it is really quiet and the person sitting next to you is munching on something and all you can hear is their chewing.  And they are listening to music and can’t hear it themselves. 

The only thing that make s this worse is when it is something that smells weird, like doritoes, which smell awful. 

I’m sorry for this rant, I really should have  a higher tolerance for people. 

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Food and Vegetables

Okay, Maggie’s story about cooking dinner for Rakesh had me absolutely rolling on the floor laughing.  You must go read it right now – here. 

It made me think of this sweet little billboard –

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Things I love in the morning

Yummy Coffee. 

Crackling Oat Bran. 

My pillow right before I get out of bed. 

The word – SNOOZE.

Cold Water to drink.

Hot washclothes.

My sonicare toothbrush.

Emails from people I love.

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