And a beer.... in a tree.
I had a really awesome weekend. Busy, but awesome.
Saturday, Aaron, Emily and I went out to breakfast at this AWESOME place on Alberta... Hosters, Hofstras, I don't remember, something like that. The waitress was really nice and it was really, really good eatin'.
Then Emily and I went down town and window shopping for a while. We then proceeded to TubaChristmas and it was really fun, awesome music, funny conductor, and even better company. We then Maxed it home and watched Love Actually and ate quesadillas and way to many Hershey Kisses.
I woke up really early, just because I couldn't go back to sleep, and did some Pilates while Emily slept. We made peanut blossoms and cut out cookies with cream cheese frosting, and well, my teeth were gross and yucky from all the sugar. We also danced around ridiculously to the Jackson Five's "Santa Claus is Coming to Town." Again, I blame the sugar. Then she went home, and Aaron and I walked to the Laurelwood and drank a little and ate these really kick ass onion rings.
I have been in total decompress mode these last four or so days. The end of the term really took it out of me. I wish I was a little more motivated, but at the same time, I don't really mind that much. It's really weird, as I feel like I am forgetting something big I am supposed to do tonight.
And another weird thing. Usually, around this time, I start feeling uber depressed and hating life and just want it to be warm and sunny again. But I'm not! I'm actually really happy, feeling content about life, looking forward to the future. I also keep having these weird thoughts about the future, thinking about if it will live up to my expectations, or thinking of ways that I can take charge of my own destiny. I dunno. It's weird.
I get to go home in six days. I am so amazingly excited to see my family and to actually spend Christmas with them. Yay for not working retail!
Saturday, Aaron, Emily and I went out to breakfast at this AWESOME place on Alberta... Hosters, Hofstras, I don't remember, something like that. The waitress was really nice and it was really, really good eatin'.
Then Emily and I went down town and window shopping for a while. We then proceeded to TubaChristmas and it was really fun, awesome music, funny conductor, and even better company. We then Maxed it home and watched Love Actually and ate quesadillas and way to many Hershey Kisses.
I woke up really early, just because I couldn't go back to sleep, and did some Pilates while Emily slept. We made peanut blossoms and cut out cookies with cream cheese frosting, and well, my teeth were gross and yucky from all the sugar. We also danced around ridiculously to the Jackson Five's "Santa Claus is Coming to Town." Again, I blame the sugar. Then she went home, and Aaron and I walked to the Laurelwood and drank a little and ate these really kick ass onion rings.
I have been in total decompress mode these last four or so days. The end of the term really took it out of me. I wish I was a little more motivated, but at the same time, I don't really mind that much. It's really weird, as I feel like I am forgetting something big I am supposed to do tonight.
And another weird thing. Usually, around this time, I start feeling uber depressed and hating life and just want it to be warm and sunny again. But I'm not! I'm actually really happy, feeling content about life, looking forward to the future. I also keep having these weird thoughts about the future, thinking about if it will live up to my expectations, or thinking of ways that I can take charge of my own destiny. I dunno. It's weird.
I get to go home in six days. I am so amazingly excited to see my family and to actually spend Christmas with them. Yay for not working retail!