Sunday, November 18, 2007

Gobble, Gobble, Gobble

I can't believe it's almost Thanksgiving! I'm excited for it, although it's a really weird feeling knowing I'm not going to be spending Thanksgiving with my family. I know Greg's family is technically my family now too, but they're not my parents, my brother, or my grandparents. But I'm excited for yummy food. My mouth is watering just thinking of it all! My favorite traditional food at Thanksgiving dinner is green bean casserole. It's so simple (and probably so unhealthy too) but I love it!

Sorry I've been missing lately. I've been missing blogging too. But other things have been demanding my attention...like ten lesson plans (hooray, I finished #8 tonight!), and 50 book reviews (only 25 more to go!), and weddings (just did one at TBCH last night...it was weird/surreal/nostalgic to be back in "our" chapel. and just plain weird to think that someone else was getting married there), and quitting my job (oh...what? I never mentioned that?), and...hmm. I think it would be wrong to say that Greg and Riley have been demanding my attention. But they have. They have been demanding that I remove myself from my little cave in the back of our apartment where I work on lesson plans and book reviews and all those fun things. And then they demand that I watch t.v. with them or play ball with them or take them for walks.

By the way, I quit my job. My last day was Thursday...and where am I going to be working, you ask? I'm going to be assisting Allen in his 'office' now, in addition to weddings! I'll get to edit the 3000+ images we take at each wedding, and wear jeans and flip flops and t-shirts to work. I won't get to play with my kids (which I'm really, really going to miss...seriously!), but I will get to learn massive amounts of things from him about Photoshop and photography in general, which is a really good thing for someone who would eventually like to turn this expensive hobby into a business.

I'm being summoned out of my cave by Riley, who is demanding that I play ball with her right now. How does a 10 pound dog demand that you do something? By trying to jump into your chair, plopping her ball in your lap, and growling at you...that's how. So I'm off to go play with my dog (who by the way, is the cutest thing ever!) I hope you have a great Thanksgiving, if I don't get to post before then.

I am thankful for you all!

1 comment:

d.kunz said...

yeah, Greg used to demand I take him on walks too. the trick is to train him well enough that the leash becomes unnecessary.