It is Wednesday and we are still moving!

Well all, we have made it half way through yet another week. Sometimes I feel completely in awe that time continues to move at all... How do we cope?

Wow! What excitement!

Aw jeez, I have received so many excited phone calls regarding the big knot-tying news, and I just have to say thanks all! All day long I was flooded with questions like, when, where, who, etc etc etc. I am now officially overwhelmed. But I love it, and what a welcome distraction from the drudgery of school and work!!!

Big morning

ring
Originally uploaded by threadandscissors.

This morning Dan pulled a ring out from under the covers when we were lounging around trying to wake up and asked me to marry him. I feel Sierra being replaced rapidly by a woman unknown to me who runs by the name of Bridezilla...

my nest

my nest
Originally uploaded by anatomist.

sometimes, if i have an extra six hours for driving north this is where i call home

The joy of Thursday

Every week starts with Monday, the loathed end of the weekend, beginning of the week day to conquer. Before you know it lunch has flown by and you are driving home from work looking back at the Monday that came and went. By the time you get to Thursday an overwhelming sense of completion starts to settle in. That feeling is topped off by an amazing night of network television. These are the things that I found myself loving about today:
1. My morning cup of coffee.
2. Driving to work listening to NPR.
3. Being the first one at work to settle in and watch the morning start.
4. Leaving work with everything done at noon and heading to school.
5. Getting to school and realizing that somehow I am learning the bones in the head, despite my inability to study them.
6. Coming home and realizing that there is nothing in the fridge, and somehow whipping up the best chili in the world for dinner that cooks while I hit the treadmill for my afternoon workout.
7. Smiling at my best friend when he walks in the front door.
8. Smiling at my best friend when he leaves the room because Grey's is on.
9. Going to bed early.
10. Tomorrow's Friday, and payday at that!

Lorane Reunion

Well, somehow I made it to coffee with a friend, spent two hours in the craft studio working on christmas presents, exercised for a good stint on the treadmill that actually involved a decent amount of jogging (instead of just walking), and attended an afternoon barbeque in lorane with all the old crew who were in from out of town. it's always so great to see the people that i have known for more than 25 years of my life. quite a productive afternoon for a sunday. usually sundays are spent sucking the last precious minutes out of the weekend in a lusciously lethargic state of sloth. nice change from the usual!

Saturday morning classes are a no-no!

Looking back, I realize the danger of scheduling classes on top of work at a time when you have only work to worry about. At the time of fall registration last spring, I had only to worry about going to work everyday, and had all the other time in the world for myself. At that time I actually thought it would be a good idea to take a three hour psychology class Saturday mornings. So for the last three (yeah- only three) Saturday mornings I have whined (in my head), justified (also in my head), and groaned (out loud) myself out to LCC by 9am.
This morning was the absolute hardest of the three, which leads me to believe that next week will be worse. Dragging myself out of my warm bed, away from my warm boyfriend, and out to the cold car is a horrible thing to go through to be rewarded with a morning of debate of evolution (didn't we go through that in highschool?) among a psychology class taught by a teacher who giggles too much.
Needless to say, if there is any way around it, I will never again schedule myself for a Saturday morning class when I work 40 hours Monday through Friday. And if I make it through this one, I deserve my own parade!

chicken enchiladas

DSC01134
Originally uploaded by threadandscissors.

I am having the hardest time motivating this morning to head out to Lane for Psych. I am tired, I want to sleep in, and instead I have to drive out to lane and listen to psych lecture for 3 hours on this fine for sleeping in Saturday morning. Can anyone tell I am having a hard time adjusting to my new schedule? It's already two weeks in and I am still trying to figure out how I got myself here and why I continually seek to give myself things to do? I wish I could be satisfied with just doing nothing. Instead, I have to give myself a severe expectation of doing school and work and still be a well rounded adult with extracurricular hobbies, friends, and a clean house. Who am I kidding? Good thing I have a dish of frozen chicken enchiladas that I can bake tomorrow night for dinner.