I survived my first Thanksgiving w/o my family. I cried a lot, but I got through it. Dinner w/ Shel’s family was nice and my sausage thingies were a hit. Hahaha.

When I got up this morning I went straight to the gym and spent 30 horrible minuted on the treadmill. I really need to do that every day.

I’m heading to Brueggers now.

It’s Thanksgiving and I’m awake at 7:30. How sad is that?? I’m spending the day w/ Shel and his family. There’s a lot of distance between Shel and his uncle, which is a shame, but I guess they have their reasons, whatever they may be. I’m making sausage things and making my hair all curly-Q. I need to get started on everything soon because apparently, in the south, dinner’s served at 1:00. Personally I thought 1:00 was lunch-time, but then again, I’m a Yankee…

Ok, since it’s Thanksgiving and all, here’s what I’m especially thankful for this year:

  • My family who I love more than life itself
  • Shel, my sunshine
  • Charlotte Christine, who wows me w/ her big green eyes every day
  • My job for giving me the opportunity to finallyuse my degree and the means by which I buy stuff!

So, ok, I’m about to cry again, so I’m going to wrap this up now. To whomever reads this little journal of mine: Happy Thanksgiving.

Woo hoo! Both of my football teams won today! Excellent.

Did a lot of watch shopping this weekend. I got a watch for my Dad for his Father’s Day gift. It’s on layaway, actually, so I’ll get it in May. I’m making monthly payments on it. He’s been wanting a Seiko Kinetic watch, but they’re very expensive and he’s putting two kids through college, so he doesn’t really have an extra $400 to get himself a watch, you know? I figured w/ every amazing thing he’s done for me for the past 24 years, the least I could do is get him a watch. Here’s a picture: http://www.seikousa.com/Product.aspx?productId=87

Also, Shel, Ms. Brannan and I all pitched in to get Shel this very cool watch: http://www.seikousa.com/Collections/SC1_arctura2.aspx?skipframe=1

Yay! It’s a 3-day week!

Looks like Michael Jackson’s going to become acquainted w/ some big, burly men in prison. What a stupid, pathetic little man. Despite all of that talent, he’s so messed-up. Keep your hands off of little boys! It seems simple, really, but for whatever reason, he has a hard time doing it. I feel bad for his kids. I don’t actually think they’re his kids, though. There’s no way genetically that an African-American man – regardless of any skin disease – can produce blonde, blue-eyed children.

Anyway. Off of my little rant… I’m a bit sleepy due to a crappy night of sleep. Shel’s sick w/ something – flu, allergies, sinus – who knows – and I let him have my bed last night, thinking that the extra room would make him more comfortable, allow him to get a good night’s sleep and feel better. I slept on the air mattress, which wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t all that comfortable either. I don’t think it was inflated nearly enough and I felt like I was floating in a pool, afraid to let my arms and legs dangle off the sides. Plus I’m afraid of things that go creek in the night and although Shel was in my apartment, I was kinda freaked out sleeping by myself in the living room. Yeah, I’m a wuss, I know!

I’m making chicken w/ teriyaki sauce and rice for dinner, which I’m looking forward to. I’m hungry! I had a Lean Cuisine for lunch, took about two bites and threw it away. It was nasty! So, I nibbled on some pretzels and had ½ of a Pepsi. Not quite nutritional, but much better than the Lean Cuisine.

My mom and I are going to the movies when I get home, which I’m already excited about. Every time I went home from school on one break or another, my mom and I would go see a movie and grab something to eat. It’s cheezy, but it’s a special thing that she and I do, just the two of us. We’re going to see Mona Lisa Smile. I sincerely hope that if I have a daughter, she and I have a relationship similar to that of my mother and I. I’m such a lucky girl to have my mom as my friend.