The last four days were a mere blur... then I woke up today thinking - oh shit, I have to go to work tomorrow. I am just not quite ready- Especially for school. Mr. Hottypants (btw, not nearly as smart as he appeared to be the first eve in class - big bummer) has got us writing papers left and right, one - the first which is due tomorrow and I have a SEVERE case of writer's block. Correction - make that writing school paper block, blogging seems to be coming very easily.
Painted living room- check
Put up Christmas Tree & inside decorations - check
Still need to find wrapping paper that appears to be MIA somewhere in the garage.
D has worked out of town lately and my mom kept me company yesterday. She inspired me to weed my front yard - yes, weed my front yard. While the sun is quick to shine and grow things, weeds are part of that lovely package. I took advantage of some nice cool weather and got my gloves on. Can I just tell you that I hate, really -really hate spiders. Well, not as much as I hate lice. I think I dislike lice more than spiders. After playing in the dirt, we decided to catch a movie and see Four Christmas'- highly recommended and they managed to save some funny parts for the movie. Go see it! Light, funny and very entertaining, not much else- however it was perfect for our evening.
This morning, I attended a party planning class at our local pottery barn with Jules. The highlight was sitting on a super comfy couch which is COMPLETELY overpriced and out of any normal price range. I could have taken a nap on it, completely enveloped me and reminded me of how much I can't stand our couch.
Ok - not much else to report. Here's wishing everyone a week filled with holiday cheer.
This week I start studying for the CSET - URGHHHHHHHH. I know your jealous.....
P.S. - If the economy gets any worse and I lose my job I have talked D into moving to Hawaii where we will sell all of our wordly possessions (I am going to have to keep a razor and still use my Fredric Fekkai shampoo and conditioner) and be high maintenance hippies - oh yeah with Vespa's and loads of sunscreen. I've already decided I want to work at the Grand Wailea, we stayed there for my dad's birthday 8 years ago and loved it. What could be horrible about working there?