Last Days of Freedom
As usual, not much to report here. My sloth levels have hit an all-time high. I've been on break since a week before Christmas, and as much as I hate to say it, I am SO ready to get back to school. This semester's classes will rock--I only have two--and they don't start till 9:30 a.m. Woot! I have been a good girl, I've been practicing most every day, for at least 2 hours, sometimes 3. I will have to add it all up and average my practice time to see how good I've really been. I think it will pay off too--I've been practicing Q&A and Jury Charge at 150, and Lit's at 140.
Granted, there's not been lots of medical terminology in it, although I did want to kill one reader in a Lit recently. She said "scire facias", but pronounced it She-Ra Fa-SEE-yas, where I'd say SKEE-re FA-kee-as. It drove me nuts trying to figure out what she was saying, and then to look up a definition. So, I'll likely end up being put in my place when it comes time for class and takes, but I don't think I made backward progress over the break, and that's good.
We went to a fun New Year's Eve party at Kimbler's--a potluck where he paired the wines with the dishes everyone brought. Very nice time. But, note to self, don't come home after such an event, where you were so good with short pours, and crack open the bottle of champagne because it's New Year's?! Makes the Rose Parade such a painful thing. Ugh.
I had hoped to get more things done on my to-do list over break, like getting our carpets cleaned. But now it's all deliciously January-thawing and muddy and I'm disinclined to tackle it till the ground firms up again? Maybe I'll get to it sooner. And it's not like we're doing it ourselves this time, I wanna call a service to do it, but then I stop myself because I'm cheap! Oh brother, this is my deranged mind.
We went to Muramoto this past Sunday, and I have no photos to show for it, but I may have gained pounds to show for it! It was a fun time with C-Vo and Ray-Ray (who's leaving us soon, waah), and a new friend Deb. We ate well for not a lot of money, and there were leftovers! Muramoto will apparently be inhabiting some new digs soon, at the site of Cocoliquot. Very exciting for all involved, I think.
We've had C-Vo over to the house a few times for food extravaganzas--we shoved meatloaf at her for one meal, and I think some truly "sick" pots de creme for dessert. It was all about perseverence to finish that dessert! And then another time we made our insane homemade Mac & Cheese with some Nueske's ham she brought, and made some collard greens with broccoli, dude, it was insane. It's been fun to cook for people again, even if it's the same people. Need to get more of you's over here for said food extravaganzas.
And, last but not least, we're headed a few hours north this weekend to hang with our Cities friends and their fabulous kids, for another round at the Wilderness. We had such a blast last time! I'm looking forward to more of the same, crazy waterslides with them's that are able, and several spins around the lazy river with "mama" and baby in the oven. We'll cook for them on Friday and maybe do dinner out on Saturday, go home all waterlogged and happy on Sunday.
I guess that's it for now. I'll start whining again when it gets hard, and you'll be patient with me, right? Thanks in advance.
Granted, there's not been lots of medical terminology in it, although I did want to kill one reader in a Lit recently. She said "scire facias", but pronounced it She-Ra Fa-SEE-yas, where I'd say SKEE-re FA-kee-as. It drove me nuts trying to figure out what she was saying, and then to look up a definition. So, I'll likely end up being put in my place when it comes time for class and takes, but I don't think I made backward progress over the break, and that's good.
We went to a fun New Year's Eve party at Kimbler's--a potluck where he paired the wines with the dishes everyone brought. Very nice time. But, note to self, don't come home after such an event, where you were so good with short pours, and crack open the bottle of champagne because it's New Year's?! Makes the Rose Parade such a painful thing. Ugh.
I had hoped to get more things done on my to-do list over break, like getting our carpets cleaned. But now it's all deliciously January-thawing and muddy and I'm disinclined to tackle it till the ground firms up again? Maybe I'll get to it sooner. And it's not like we're doing it ourselves this time, I wanna call a service to do it, but then I stop myself because I'm cheap! Oh brother, this is my deranged mind.
We went to Muramoto this past Sunday, and I have no photos to show for it, but I may have gained pounds to show for it! It was a fun time with C-Vo and Ray-Ray (who's leaving us soon, waah), and a new friend Deb. We ate well for not a lot of money, and there were leftovers! Muramoto will apparently be inhabiting some new digs soon, at the site of Cocoliquot. Very exciting for all involved, I think.
We've had C-Vo over to the house a few times for food extravaganzas--we shoved meatloaf at her for one meal, and I think some truly "sick" pots de creme for dessert. It was all about perseverence to finish that dessert! And then another time we made our insane homemade Mac & Cheese with some Nueske's ham she brought, and made some collard greens with broccoli, dude, it was insane. It's been fun to cook for people again, even if it's the same people. Need to get more of you's over here for said food extravaganzas.
And, last but not least, we're headed a few hours north this weekend to hang with our Cities friends and their fabulous kids, for another round at the Wilderness. We had such a blast last time! I'm looking forward to more of the same, crazy waterslides with them's that are able, and several spins around the lazy river with "mama" and baby in the oven. We'll cook for them on Friday and maybe do dinner out on Saturday, go home all waterlogged and happy on Sunday.
I guess that's it for now. I'll start whining again when it gets hard, and you'll be patient with me, right? Thanks in advance.
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