Candied yams are my favorite part of Thanksgiving. Lots of people don’t care for yams, but I love them. I like mine with butter and brown sugar. Marshmallows? Eww! Just butter and brown sugar and I’ll love you forever.
This year, we’ll be spending the day at my mom’s house. I’m pretty excited about this because my mom is an amazing cook and I fully intend on eating to my hearts content, and then crashing on the couch in a sweet, sweet Thanksgiving coma.
I realized the other day that although I may be frustrated about how slow things in my life seem to be moving, I do have a lot to be thankful for. My life, in general, is pretty damn good right now.
What am I thankful for this morning?
My new windshield cover!!
I love this thing!! It was $11 and it works like a charm. I never have to scrape my windshield in the morning, which means that I get to sleep in an extra ten minutes.
Pure heaven. Go get one. Seriously- you’ll thank me.
At the beginning of the month, Andy came home and informed me he would be participating in ‘Movember.’
“What the heck is Movember?” I asked, preparing myself for the worst.
Apparantly Movember has to do with not shaving off your moustache for the entire month of November and just letting grow to its hearts content.
So this is what Andy has so far.
Nothing to be too alarmed about. (He didn’t know I took that picture. hehehe. I’m sneaky like that.)
So, I did a little research and was surprised to find that there is actually a Movember Foundation. Imagine that.
According to Movember Worldwide, Movember is a moustache growing charity event held during the month of November that raises funds and awareness for mens health.
“Alright,” I thought, “I can get behind this, if it’s for a cause.”
I just have one stipulation- at the end of the month, the scruff is gone. I had a mini nightmare that I ended up with a boyfriend that looked like this:
Last night I read an article about a 28 year old woman. The article was about her career and her professional life. It really struck a chord with me.
Sometimes I feel like such a slouch. I’m a 28 year old woman but yet- no career. Rather than finish school, I chose to get married. I’m now divorced and finding myself back in school.
While I feel extremely grateful that I have the opportunity to start fresh, I can’t help but feel a little down about the time that I ‘wasted.’
Your right— it’s not time wasted. It was a time in my life that I had to go through and learn from and I know that. But I still feel a little angry at myself for not doing what I really wanted to with my life at that time.
By the time I finish my undergrad and then complete graduate school I’ll be in my early 30s. It nearly kills me to think about that. I want the professional life now.
I know that some of you with said professional life would say ‘it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.’ I know it’s full of stress and deadlines and coworkers/bosses you’d like to smack. But I still want it. I want that satisfaction. That feeling of accomplishment. And I want the damn salary with benefits!!
So whenever I happen upon an article like the one I read last night, I can’t help but feel a little twing of pain that it’s not me living out my dream in NY.
PS- I’m sure you’ll all forgive me for straying from my usual format but it was getting a little boring. And thanks for listening to my ‘wo as me’ post.
Forgive my recent addiction to Shopstyle but I can’t help it!! I am totally hooked! Here’s my Sunkist look:
So I told Andy that I need a new wallet for Christmas. My old one just isn’t cutting it anymore. Ever since I decided I simply must replace my wallet, I’ve been browsing online for one. Here’s a few that caught my eye. I think the Roxy ones are super cute.
I’m working on a critique of an article
being the way to a man’s heart
in the 1950s
The article states that
your cooking skills are a reflection
of how much you love your husband
so it got me thinking
is good food really the way to a man’s heart?
what is the number one thing
that you look for in a partner?
What’s the way to your heart?
So of course, I’ve been up to my eyeballs in homework (only three weeks left until finals!!!) and have had zero time to report back on Lindsey’s homecoming. For the time being I’ll just tide you over with a couple pics from the luncheon on Sunday. I have more pictures from the airport that I’ll try to post when I get another second to breath. Enjoy our silliness!
Now that’s a good looking group!!