Four (4)

"here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)"
 -e. e. cummings

October 15th 2012

Below is a list of old movies (>30 years old) i've watched over the past couple months, along with some scanty thoughts:

1) The Fountainhead (1949)...I loved it (not quite as much as the book but still so good)

2) Splendor in the grass (1961)....A little dramatic, but...i love natalie wood. (and i liked the ending)

3) Bob & Carol & Tim & Alice (1969)....It's about swingers!!! scandalous! (but it has natalie wood, see above)

4) Dial M for Murder (1954)....Excellent sort-of murder-mystery. (why 'sort of'? you'll have to see!)

5) Seven Year Itch (1955)....kind of hilarious & innocently risque.

6) The Apartment (1960)....Another slightly scandalous movie- and an excellent ending. Jack Lemmon is adorable. And after seeing only have seen Shirley MacLaine in Bernie, it was fun seeing her in an actual likable role.

7)  The Heiress (1949)....Olivia de Havilland! (aka Melanie from Gone with the Wind)

History.

I remember when facebook introduced the 'status update' in September 2006. Here are the vast majority of mine, for archival's sake. (And isn't twitter referred to as 'microblogging?' therefore, these status updates are like dozens of micro-blog posts, thus making up for the fact that I'm not a prolific macro-blogger)

October 23 2006...at the library
October 25 2006....so not at the library.
November 18 2006...at the library because she's always wondered what kind of people go there on a saturday night
January 2 2007...enthusiastic about her new and improved GPA, infected with a virus, and watching Desperate Housewives marathons with her mom...Happy New Year!
January 7 2007...waking up at 4 in the AM to fly back to Utah! All this in the midst of turning 20...who can believe it's been 2 decades?
March 27 2007....riding the bike all over Provo
October 22 2007...so grateful for her parents, holy cow
October 31 2007...weirded out by the people who wear their costumes around campus; i have very minimal halloween spirit.
November 3 2007....is on her bike pulling Meagan who is on rollerblades.
November 8 2007....trying not to be annoyed with things and people, oh there's sunshine in my soul today.
November 29 2007....is quick with a joke or to light up your smoke but there's someplace that she'd rather be....like the Billy Joel concert tomorrow night!
December 10 2007....is going to ride her bike all winter long.
February 6 2008.....is BADA$$
February 8 2008....admits that she is not BADA$$
February 14 2008....would like to warn that this season's flu shots were not effective. You can run, but you can't hide. Happy day of love & sickness.
March 3 2008....probably shouldn't shower with her phone anymore.
March 9 2008....it's GO-TIME!
April 14 2008....is the world's foremost expert on breastfeeding, no joke.
April 25 2008....doesn't care what the cleaning-check lady says.
May 5 2008.....is mountain biking in Moab
May 12 2008....is flying to Madrid
May 20 2008....if it's tuesday, this must be Rome
May 23 2008....is crazy in love with Naples
July 8 2008....is the jack of all trades.
September 17 2008...will graduate after 4 years and 3 majors
October 28 2008....sold her plasma for some quick $$$
November 8 2008....would like to bear her testimony of the truthfulness that Smith's is superior to Macey's. [Amen]
November 21 2008....has never bought jewelery for a man before.
December 14 2008....loves GNO's
December 16 2008....3 days till holy matrimony
January 7 2009.....1/4 of the way through life, or thereabouts
February 11 2009....believes today is a day of independent study and pizza dough
March 22 2009...is hiking the Y for the 9th time, making the goal of 10 times before graduation a little more in reach.
April 29 2009...has relocated from Provo to Bountiful until the end of july
May 15 2009....went to a life-changing devotional 2 years ago today.....but don't ask me what it was about
July 10 2009....FREEDOM!!!!
July 11 2009....I'm back at that library that smells like cats, and just reserved a hotel room in Ogallala Nebraska. The Utah exodus planning is underway.
July 31 2009....Michigan, hola
August 3 2009....Full-time employed, this will be interesting. http://www.chear.org/
August 22 2009...got on the public health blog, I have arrived: http://byupublichealth.com/2009/08/21/jennifer-larose-adams
September 7 2009...ordered a bed on the internet, hope it works.
September 23 2009....thinks it's great that no matter how much you butcher the spelling of 'google'.com in the address bar, it always takes you to the right place. gooogle, googel, gogle, googlee.
September 25 2009...despite 'alumni' status I still get the BYU mass emails...today I got one about the campus "SINGLES SAFARI". All you singles, you should go to that. free t-shirts. and Inflatables. joy!
October 6 2009....i'm missing that old feeling of dangly loose baby teeth.
October 26 2009...."I think your business ideas are more beneficial to the consumer than to us...it's kind of like, 'let's open up an ice cream shop and make the ice cream FREE! and serve ALL the flavors!!'" -Aaron, on why i am not the businesswoman of the family. 

October 28 2009....whenever I wear a turtleneck, i always forget to tell myself in the morning, 'hey remember how you don't like turtlenecks?" Someone get me out of this restrictive piece of apparel.
November 5 2009....Discovery: it can be hard to focus at work, when all I want to do is go home & make tomato sauce...I'm a housewife at heart, forget that feminism crap! (jk obviously; I still support people who study it- Save the BYU women's research institute!)
December 11 2009....where do the squirrels go in the winter, i am concerned.
December 18 2009....my husband is 25 years old today. que loco! i think i'll feel really young for the next 20 days while I'm still 22.
February 24 2010....fun factoid: I am neglectful of people who don't live with me.
April 6 2010.....half of the time we're gone but we don't know where....
May 13 2010....this morning, we stayed all wrapped up in bed listening to the pouring rain and thunder until 8:30...it was like a little piece of heaven all bottled up.
May 21 2010....i really need to stop playing pac-man on google....it's business time.
July 24 2010....Sunrise....i never knew its splendor before today.
July 25 2010...."People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness. Just because they're not on your road, doesn't mean they've gotten lost."
September 1 2010....It's never good when you can smell someone's lotion or perfume, and you're further than 12 inches away from them. Just a thought i have often.
November 8 2010....It feels really delicious to unsubscribe from all email lists.
December 19 2010....2 years of joyness.
March 14 2011....pi without pie....oh my.

(The end)

Green

My favorite thing to make in a blender, as of late, is below....it's kind of spicy, & awesome, and yes: green. Technically, it would probably be best in a juicer, but, no tengo el juicer machine.*
(*a few times I've strained the blended ingredients through a mesh strainer into a bowl which made it turn into juice, but that's an extra step, & in the mornings before work I'm already late enough as it is. story of my life)

(Makes 2 servings, or about 24 ounces)
Ingredients:
2 handfuls of spinach (or kale, de-stemmed)
2 granny smith apples (peeled & chopped- you could leave the skin on but it'll be more pulpy and: non-organic apple skin is bad!)
1 cucumber (peeled and chopped)
Juice of 1/2 to 1 lemon (more is better when it comes to lemons....my motto anyway)
Fresh Ginger (thumb-sized section, slice off the brown outer skin)
1/2 to 1 cup of water
Ice

Directions:
1) Add about 1/2 cup of water to blender. (add more later if needed)
2) Add spinach, followed by apples.
3) Pulse together until fairly well-blended (you might have to stop the blender and stir everything with a spoon to help it along)
4) Add cucumber, ginger, and lemon juice.
5) Blend (on 'liquefy' setting, if available)
6) Add up to a cup of ice and blend, one last time.
7) Taste-test...add more water if too thick, more ginger if not gingery enough, etc.
8) (Drink)
9) The end.

Google red alert

The other day I was googling myself, because...well, it's good to know what's out there! And apparently there's not only another Jennifer LaRose in the land, but a Jennifer LaRose who's an author of erotic literature! One who writes books such as “ Trouble, Toys, & Tempting Cowboys” (!)


I guess my purpose here today is just to inform everyone that she is not me.  In case you were wondering.  (And that if I suddenly officially change my name to Adams, you'll know it's because the aforementioned title became a bestseller)

Thinking...

...that the end of August feels like a peach at the tail-end of its ripest point. (or a glass of water that is filled to the brim and about to over flow?)  Like August just can't handle anymore of itself, and September comes right in time? Something like that.

The sound of coming home

Whenever our neighbor gets home and his garage door opens, I have this funny feeling of being transported back to age 14. My family moved into a new house the summer before 9th grade, and my new bedroom was right over the garage (as ours is now).  Every day around 5:30pm, I'd be up in my room reading when suddenly the loud rumbling of the garage door alerted me that my dad was home from work.  That sound makes me feel the same way now-- that Dad's home. But instead, it's the stranger neighbor who we've never met.

Workiversary

Today marks the end of my 3rd year of working full-time (Aaron too).  We started our jobs on August 24th 2009. Since then, we've both switched jobs exactly once.  My first one was fine overall, perfectly bearable, but the pay was shameful, I despised taking the bus downtown, I lived in a dark cubicle, and my super nice but crazy doctor boss stressed me the heck out. (Throughout this time, Aaron was busy becoming disenchanted with public accounting.)  In summer 2010, I got a raise of $600. I guiltily started perusing the U of M job postings (guiltily because, well, I was at work). I gleefully applied to my current job (located just one stoplight away from my house! And more substantial monies), and was interviewed by phone while in Provincetown, overlooking the harbor. (Turned out my future boss also loved the Cape)

In September, I gave my 2 weeks (+ a few days) notice. 

I've now been at my current job for 22 months, & will probably stay until we move or birth a child. I feel funny when I reflect over the last 3 years. It makes me think of what people tell new mothers of babies, to remind them to enjoy it: "the days are long, but the years are short."  The last 3 years seem similar. I think it's because at the beginning, the end of 3 years was a big occasion for us-- it would be when we'd reach our savings goal, it would be when we would send our babes an invitation to come join us. And back in 2009, three years felt so far away. Now we look back and think, that was so easy! Let's just keep saving and living and enjoying things as they are. What was originally a challenging new adjustment (moving to Michigan, starting work) has become a comfort zone. Every few weeks, Aaron remarks that it feels like we're on an extended honeymoon. I think this signals to us that our 4th year of working (and 5th of marriage, oh my) should involve change. [To be determined] As the Savage said, "isn't there something in living dangerously?"

To celebrate all these years of sitting behind a desk & staring at spreadsheets, we will eat a pizza and watch this movie (already reserved from Redbox, I'm a plan-aheader!)

P.S. That movie above was very good, but then we got on a roll and watched this one too- highly recommendable. Jack Black. Bernie. Check it.

A dialogue

(from the book Brave New World, written in 1931 by Aldous Huxley- I posted this on a blog of mine back in August 2005. I think it was my favorite book at the time)

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"The Savage interrupted him. 'But isn't it natural to feel there's a God?'

'...that's philosophy. People believe in God because they've been conditioned to believe in God.'

'But all the same,' insisted the Savage, 'it is natural to believe in God when you're alone- quite alone, in the night, thinking about death...'

'But people never are alone now,' said Mustapha Mond. 'We make them hate solitude; and we arrange their lives so that it's almost impossible for them ever to have it.'

'...What about self-denial, then? If you had a God, you'd have a reason for self-denial.'

'But industrial civilization is only possible when there's no self-denial. Self-indulgence up to the very limits imposed by hygiene and economics. Otherwise the wheels stop turning.'

'You'd have a reason for chastity!' said the Savage, blushing a little as he spoke the words.

'But chastity means passion, chastity means neurasthenia. And passion and neurasthenia mean instability. And instability means the end of civilization. You can't have a lasting civilization without plenty of pleasant vices.'

'But God's the reason for everything noble and fine and heroic. If you had a God...'

'My dear young friend,' said Mustapha Mond, 'civilization has absolutely no need of nobility or heroism. These things are symptoms of political inefficiency. In a properly organized society like ours, nobody has any opportunities for being noble or heroic. There aren't any wars nowadays. The greatest care is taken to prevent you from loving anyone too much. ...And if ever, by some unlucky chance, anything unpleasant should somehow happen, why, there's always soma to give you a holiday from the facts. And there's always soma to calm your anger, to reconcile you to your enemies, to make you patient and long-suffering. In the past you could only accomplish these things by making a great effort and after years of hard moral training. Now, you swallow two or three half-gramme tablets, and there you are. Anybody can be virtuous now...Christianity without tears- that's what soma is.'

'...What you need,' the Savage went on, 'is something with tears for a change. Nothing costs enough here...Isn't there something in living dangerously?'

'There's a great deal in it,' the Controller replied. 'Men and women must have their adrenals stimulated from time to time...it's one of the conditions of perfect health. That's why we've made the V.P.S. treatments compulsory.'

'What?' questioned the Savage, uncomprehending.

'Violent Passion Surrogate. Regularly once a month. We floor the whole system with adrenin. It's the complete physiological equivalent of fear and rage. All the tonic effects of murdering Desdemona and being murdered by Othello, without any of the inconveniences.'

'But I like the inconveniences.'

'We don't,' said the Controller. 'We prefer to do things comfortably.'

'But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.'

'In fact,' said Mustapha Mond, 'you're claiming the right to be unhappy.'

'All right then,' said the Savage defiantly, 'I'm claiming the right to be unhappy.'

'Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind.' There was a long silence.

'I claim them all,' said the Savage at last.

Mustapha Mond shrugged his shoulders. 'You're welcome,' he said."

Soap

I just wanted to remember how the other night, Aaron and I stayed up late brainstorming all the different pranks we could play on people by mailing them a bottle of Mrs. Meyers hand soap. I cried from laughter, and also it was really late at night. 

10 years of blogging, sort of

I realized that today marks 10 years since i started my first blog. For realz. I was 15, a freshman in high school. And I didn't have much to say other than how much I hated school and how many kids I was babysitting that weekend.  But despite all of its teenage angstyness, I'm glad it still exists. (It's here, and these are my first posts)  I created another xanga blog in early 2004 where my great writings continued throughout high school and early college. Now if only I could say I've been blogging 10 years consistently...that would be something to blog about!

P.S. In April 2006 I optimistically joined a blog group called "Mitt Romney for President".

P.P.S. On another note, we now have an inflatable kayak, & life vests too. I think this will be the weekend of its official launch. Conditions are perfect.

This made me laugh out loud today

In tenuous honor of our 3rd anniversary last month: A few weeks after we got married, my mom sent me that photo of the italian side of my family in the mail. I read what she wrote on the back, and then felt awkward for a bit. I still have no idea what I was doing, truly. 

(but look how cute jake the dog is, sneaking in from the couch on the left side?  Italian dreams, he has!)

Business time.

I've got business cards now.


Aaron: "Does this mean Jenny gets to go on more business trips?!?"

(In June 2010 I went on an overnight jaunt to Florida for a research conference...and ever since we've joked about my first 'business trip' (i was literally gone for about 20 hours). Funny enough, that was the only time we've ever been apart overnight in 3 years...all my fault)

A hello to my blog

Today i just felt like typing up random things in a public venue. So here goes. For the second year in a row, we watched all ten of the oscar best picture nominees. We saw the final one a few days ago, and just now I had us type up our individual lists- in order from favorite (#1) to least favorite (#10). They ended up being almost the same: 

  Mine: 1. king's speech 2. the fighter 3. toy story 3 4. social network 5. The kids are all right 6. true grit 7. black swan 8. 127 hours 9. inception 10. winter's bone 

  Aaron's: 1. The King’s Speech 2. Toy Story 3 3. True Grit 4. The Social Network 5. The Fighter 6. The Kids Are All Right 7. Black Swan 8. Inception 9. 127 Hours 10. Winter's Bone 

  Yes. It looks like we both really disliked 'winter's bone' and loved 'king's speech'. But who didn't, sí?

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 I recently skyped for the first time & i think it's changed my life. not a hyperbole. Of course, meagan turning into a fish (etc, etc.) didn't hurt, either: Skype is what i always thought of as a kid as something that would happen in the 'future'. Like, wouldn't that be crazy if we could see the other person we're talking to on the phone? Now it's happened. Ok well it happened like 5 years ago but I'm really behind the rest of the world, techno-wise. 

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 Today is saturday. We slept in. It is chilly. But the spring buds are awakening.

Brownies, bunnies, and blogs

This week I made some horrible honey-lime enchiladas. I put way too much honey in the sauce, and felt sick for hours afterward. And then for some reason ate them the next night as well. I feel weird just thinking about them, so new topic please. (let me know if you want the recipe! jk)   I've been desperately craving warm brownies with ice cream. I think I will make some tonight. Friday night equals delicious desserts, among other things. And it's one of my favorites nights of the week. I'm original, it's true. I think it's funny how there's some things in this world that no one disagrees with. Fridays are likable. So are baby bunnies. End of discussion (right?)

Must mention, may my old blog design rest in peace. I succumbed to the new template. Wow, that word 'succumbed' just compelled me to be grateful for blogger's spell-check feature. I can't even say how I originally spelled it. I'm not the speller i like to think i am sometimes. Right now aaron & i are going to run down the road to the grocery store. I need ice cream if i'm going to make those brownies. So, tschüss!

Give it a whirl, girl, be like the squirrel...

I'm sitting at work watching the most gorgeous snow falling outside my window. It started out early this morning as scattered, lazy flurries, and has since progressed to an array of dizzying white. A massive squirrel just crawled down the tree. Maybe he looks that way because he grew a thick coat for the winter. I used to wonder where squirrels went during the 20 degree months, but they actually don't go far. They snuggle with their families in the trees to stay warm, and cover themselves with their tails. Wouldn't it be nice if we did the same? (if we had tails?) I was thinking lately about how much I like this winter compared to the last. I finally appreciate the biting cold, the darkness, the white & the brown. They help me to all the more enjoy the warmth upon entering our home, the light on the occasional sunny day, and sparks of color around town. The mug of hot tea is half full. (speaking of, my new ritual is a cup of hot tea in the morning when i get to work...so warming!)  

Life is feeling balanced. I like being here at work, though i like walking out the door to aaron waiting in his car for me more. I like coming home and cooking dinner even more than that.  Melting into bed at the end of it all sends a rush of joy through me, and i fall asleep feeling (on the whole) content.

And that’s all I have to say today. I am sitting at work, after-all. 

Wait! one more thing- my post title is from this great song. I was a huge White Stripes fan back in the day.  Starting with “Dead leaves and the dirty ground”, & “Hotel Yorba”. 

Good Tidings

The other morning I drove to the town of Novi for work for a few hours, and since it's only one exit away from where Aaron works, we met up for a lunchtime rendezvous to do a clandestine bit of christmas shopping. We never see or talk to each other during the workday (just emails and g-chat), so it was oddly thrilling to meet up in the Costco parking lot. 

One thing i discovered a long time ago is that christmas shopping can be a tad challenging for me. I like to give things to people when I am 100% certain they want those things, but if I don't know exactly what I'm getting for someone before i enter a store, it's never a good experience. This is due to several factors, but i think mainly it's a dilemma where I like to give but dislike to shop. Oh the horror. Other than that, i am really soaking up christmas this year, meaning the entire month of december. Usually I'm pretty ambivalent, but the past weeks I've been tingling with excitement. Weird i know! One thing for sure is I really, really need to come up with things to do (learn italian?) or look forward to (cadbury mini-eggs?) from January through spring, because those months are the dullest and dreariest of the year. If anyone disagrees, please let me know, and why, because I am curious.

Fun thing: On our anniversary, we gave each other cards, and when Aaron opened his I told him that I got it back in August in Maine. Then I opened mine, and he told me he also got it in August in Cape Cod. ISN'T THAT CRAZY? Ok, not that much, but it seriously boggled my mind for a minute or two. We had secretly picked out anniversary cards 4 months early, the exact same week, and managed to keep them hidden ever since. Earlier that morning I had written in mine, "I know you probs didn't get me a card, but i couldn't help getting this one because the polar bears reminded me of me & you!" (Yes it's true, they really did, I can't explain it in words, just feelings). Those polar bears.

Evening Outpourings

Due to some serious thanksgiving withdrawals, I made mashed potatoes as part of dinner tonight. I was also going to make banana bread but we're out of eggs. We constantly have a supply of over-ripened bananas on the counter. We each take a banana in our lunch every day, but most of the time I forget to eat mine. So then it sits in my lunchbag all day and turns too brown for me to want the next day, and by the end of the week, behold! A bushel of mushy bananas to recycle! 

 The snows have hit the midwest. I jumped right out of bed this morning when I saw the heavy snowfall out the window. It's the prettiest thing I ever saw. (Especially since we don't have to shovel. The perks of condo living)

 

A Facebook friend (who readeth not this blog) recently updated her facebook status to announce that her husband 'does such a good job babysitting their children!' I would hope so, and wait, how is that babysitting?  If I knew her better I’d inquire re: the level of sarcasm vs sincerity in that status update.  

 Last time my mom came to visit, we rented this movie, 'Arranged'. The three of us got cozy on the pull-out sofa bed and watched it one night. I really enjoyed it, and recommend it to all looking for a sweet, interesting independent film about an orthodox jewish woman's friendship with a devout muslim woman. (Maybe not what you were specifically looking for, but rent it sometime anyway)

Oh, and this is a blog i found that makes me lol: kim jong-il looking at things.

Tomorrow the weatherman foresees a high of 15 degrees. I wish i were a bear, sometimes. Speaking of bears, I don't know if anyone has seen the documentary Grizzly Man, but it is so crazy. Amazingly crazy. I was expecting a boring doc on a dull man who studies bears, but it was far from that.

Employment, ellipticals, and christmas

I was typing a web address into my firefox search bar, when i accidentally stumbled onto this blog. I looked at it for a minute and whispered to myself, 'oh, remember this place? we haven't been jeneralizing much lately...things are looking a little dusty.' I was ignited, and here now i sit typing a blog post. Although, a couple months ago I had one ready to go. It was titled, "10 reasons my new job is better than my old one." But seconds before I clicked 'publish', i hesitated, remembering a) should i really write about work on a blog so easily accessible via a google search? and b) should i really be flaunting how much i adore my job when only 41% of my counterparts are so lucky as to even have one? Tact is crucial. However, after two months, I think I’ll just share about it. 

I spent the first year of full-time employment in a tolerating state, knowing I should absolutely take nothing I had for granted, but at the same time, often finding myself daydreaming about babies; about lounging in bed on a tuesday morning breastfeeding; about potential life beyond a cubicle, heaven help me. And then, knowing the hour was not yet nigh- and realizing either it or I needed to change- I snapped into action and began browsing UofM job postings, until I found what I had been searching for. As of october, i can truly say I like what I do. I like our research, i like my window office, i like wearing jeans every day, i like that aaron can drive me to work (one stoplight away), i super love the people i work with.  They are good ones. 

So thus, new job better then old job. 

Onto a quick tale from the gym. One day, a couple months back, I had a horrible realization. I had been in a routine where I did weights for a half hour, and then the elliptical for half hour (while Aaron swam). I loved the elliptical; it was painless and fun, and I got to watch the food network for a little while, since that's the one thing I miss most about not having TV. Well, for some reason on this particular day the ellipticals were all being used. 'That's ok!' I thought to myself, 'I'll just run!' I figured that after several months of 3+ miles per day on the elliptical, running would be a breeze! Like I'd be totally in shape! I eagerly set out on the track, prantering along the first lap. And then the discomfort set in. And I realized I was more out of breath in 1/2 mile than 423,982 miles on an elliptical. F$&#%$. Later on, Aaron came out of the showers and saw the look on my face. "What's wrong?" he asked. "The elliptical sucks," I grumbled. "never again." And I held to that, for the most part. And eventually I was able to run an entire mile without slowing to walk. (one mile is huge for me, people...I have historically been the spazziest runner alive; my brothers used to 'take me out for a run' and then look around embarrassed, hoping no one noticed their awkward out of shape sister) Anyway, I'm proud of my mile.

 I am so looking forward to Christmas this year. (As always, I'll probably start the holiday shopping around the 23rd; i love the adrenaline rush.) We've got a tree up, the christmas playlist running, and I ordered my favorite christmas movie (charlie brown, what else?) which should come any day. Technically, this year's Christmas was to be spent in the northeast with my side of the family. But due to various factors, both families will be in Utah. It couldn't be better, because the hard thing about marriage is dividing up holidays among the families- when in fact, I am in love with both my birth family and my in-laws to such an equal degree that Christmas without one side just wouldn't be as much of a celebration. Also, a utah trip was way past due, it being a year since we were there last, and I miss it so. Aside from holiday celebrating, the agenda for this trip includes a) skiing, b) food, and c) friends. Let's talk now about letter b). I'm planning to indulge at many of the following places-- settebello, rumbi, red iguana, cafe rio, diegos, frida bistro, cafe paesan, rooster, les madeleines (to try this kouing aman thing), and possible other great ones that i have forgotten. If someone reading this wants to join in on any, let me know. Aaron and I decided rather than spend money on anniversary and birthday gifts and other such, we're going to dispense of it through eating deliciously over christmas break. Delicious food > trinkets 

Jittery

I just did something that terrified me, but not as much as it might've a few years ago because I've learned how to be assertive in my wise old age. Now I want to go and bake cupcake #28 and rejoice. And then read my book. And buy a new lamp for the office/piano room. And i really hope i didn't get a parking ticket today because i'm parked in a 2-hour parking spot and it's going on 4 hours. In fact, I better go check on that. Good bye, for now.