Wednesday, January 30, 2013

my favorite things

I'm feeling kind of down today so I am going to make a list of things that make me happy:

1. A good, sincere prayer.

2. A cloudy sky.

3. babies. babies. babies. Nick has two darling nieces that we see once in a full moon. However, one weekend we had the opportunity to babysit the little angels while their parents went out for a date night. Although baby Abby screamed for most of the night (because we forgot that she needed a binky, that darn binky), I loved being around such cute little minds and bodies attempting to soak everything up. I especially love watching Nick explain to Kessa, the older of the two, how to build things out of legos. She will be one smart cookie.

4. Zumba. I am taking a Zumba class this semester and no matter what mood I come to class with, I always come out happier. yeah for dancing. yeah for exercise.

5. Learning. Although I am becoming more lax about my schoolwork, I am learning out of curiosity. I am reading to read and not just to fulfill an assignment.

6. Grammar rules. I know this may sound silly, but I assure you it's not. In my MComm 320 class we sit down for three hours a week and go over the basic rules of grammar and writing. I love every second of this class. It feels so good to learn and solidify ways to become a better writer.

7. Watching the news. I don't know if this means I am getting older, more educated or simply boring but it feels good to be educated on current events. Maybe I am in the right major....?

8. The Bachelor. Rachel, Cars, Nick and I dedicate Tuesday nights for dinner and a trashy drama:) But for reals, we alternate each week making dinner for the other couple while willingly (Cars started out as a doubter, but he soon became a believer after one episode) celebrating this reality TV show. It feels good for once to watch drama unfold and not be apart of it:) I know the logic of the show is faulty and the overall plot may be disturbing, but it's hysterical. To be honest I mostly enjoy the company, but all the same, Tuesday is a night I refuse to miss.

9. Skiing. Nick was kind enough to buy me skis--spoiled I am. (But grateful I also am!) So we have made it a goal to go once a week. Although he is much better than I am; I'm learning. I am pleased to inform you (mom) that I went from "pizza" to "french-fries" in one outing. I am still learning perfect carving form; however, I can almost keep up with this boy.

10. This boy:


His name is Nicholas Wright Homer.