Friday, November 22, 2013

the thursday effect

the end of the semester and Christmas vacation are so close these days, i can't even stand it. i get so excited about things that are about to happen this time of year that in my mind, the small activities that precede it aren't real. it's like thursdays for me. every thursday i get so excited that its almost friday that i forget that it's actually still only thursday, not friday. so i spend most of my thursdays pretty happy because, well, it's practically the weekend. then at  the end of the day i realize that i still have to work and go to classes the next day, which is always a little dissappointing. i wouldn't say it's an emotional roller coaster, more like those rides where you go up to the very tippy top and then it just drops (that ride is my FAVORITE). what is that ride called? reverse-rocket? that's what it's called at Lagoon anyway. so Thursdays are like an emotional reverse rocket. anyways. the bigger the event, the longer the Thursday Effect can take place. for example, next week is Thanksgiving, so i only have classes on monday and tuesday, thus, it's already Thanksgiving break. graduation is another really good example. i graduate in may, so if we factor in the Thursday Effect, you may as well just hand me my degree in December because i am DONE. i'm still trying to decide if this is a healthy perspective to have on life, but it does make thursdays better, and i think it's going to work pretty well for all of next semester. i guess i've just got a thing for anticipation.

here are some pictures completely unrelated to any of this

 a couple sundays ago i baked these sugar cookies because it was sunday and this is the BEST sugar cookie recipe out there, and because i die over a good sugar cookie. well, we don't have a mixer so i had to try mixing it with the whisk attachment on my hand blender whose only speed is "mega" which just led to flour everywhere. i just ended up mixing everything with a wooden spoon. also, my hands. long story short the cookies were a bust and we don't have powdered sugar to glaze them so they're still sitting in a bag on top of our fridge. some people came by our house the other night playing that game where you start with something small and trade up for something better (bigger and better? is that what it's called?) they came to our house with a can of beans or something, i don't know. so scott gave them a bag of the cookies. i'm pretty sure we won out in that situation.


last week scott and i threw caution to the wind (read: our budget) and went out to dinner TWO nights in a row! we've been whining about our desperate desire for Tandoori for too long now, so this was all very exciting.


and snow.

Friday, November 8, 2013

settling in



it's taken me a while but i think i'm finally starting to get my footing with things. between getting into the routine of senior year and settling into marriage, i've been spinning. and now november is here, and things are still a bit wobbly, but they're becoming more clear as the days go by. the change in routine that happened when school started and i got married happened all at once and i fought that change hard. because that whole "getting there" process, being "changed" seems to take foreeeeeeever. even if it is just a couple months. and i wouldn't consider myself "there" quite yet. but i feel a lot closer. and thats nice. the change has been good. i feel like an adult? not like the "i have a job and can pay my own bills" kind of adult, but like the "i plan meals and make my bed (most days)" kind of adult. the "i do my laundry on a regular basis" kind of adult. my magazines are perfectly staggered so that as soon as i finish one, a new one arrives, and i've become an "i read every single article from start to finish" type of adult, too. last weekend i finally took the last of my old unwanteds to the DI, and got pictures and our chalkboard hanging so now our front room doesn't look like a storage room anymore. from the perfectly staggared magazines, to the dinners on our hand-me-down sofa, to the sleepy mornings darting to turn on the heater so it's warm while we get ready in the dark, this teeny little apartment, this life, is starting to feel like ours.