And so it begins
Our first snow that stuck to the ground happened over night. It looks like Alabama snow. But it’s really only been Alabama cold so far (plus vicious Chicago wind…. it is no joke, guys).
As the holidays are getting closer, I find myself filling with glee similar to that which children associate with Christmas. Work is going well. I have learned quickly. And though there is always more to learn, I feel like I can really hold my own at this point. Also, I got a whole week off to venture back to Alabama. I’ll get to go to Auburn, Cullman, and Boaz. I’m excited because Christmas is family time to me, and I really want us to spend our first Christmas with family! And of course I miss my Auburn buddies. If you’re there on the evening of December 22, hit me up. Everyone’s invited. It may be a very long time before I’m back in the South again.
One thing about our lives now, the definition of “breakfast” has become fuzzy. It may be 5am. It may be 2 pm. It may be taquitos, cereal, ice cream, mashed potatoes, pancakes, or beer bread. Why make boundaries? We just eat what we have.
Also, as not glamorous as I look most of the time, I feel so glamorous just walking around Chicago every day. Also, a guest told me the other day that I look so polished and professional, like I belong behind the desk. It made me feel classy.
Happy. For more reasons than just “puppy”. But she is a pretty good reason.
