Day 6 of 9

I woke up this morning (well, this afternoon to be precise), and the trees and ground were coated in white, sparkly stuff. For the most part it was just depressing, but another part of me was like, "Ooo...it's perty." The only time that I can possibly like snow is the first snow of the year, when I have not been outside since it started and I'm looking at it from the warmth of my house. As soon as I step outside, though, all appreciation is gone. I hate snow. (I apologize to those of you who read my blog last year... This post is probably bringing back old memories of me complaining about cold weather last year. I guess I'm too stinkin' predictable.)

Oh yeah, it's also Thanksgiving. Happy Thanksgiving! It's kinda crazy... I was in some serious denial of the fact that it's late November. But the combination of snow and Thanksgiving (November 25!!!) has reminded me of harsh reality. Not that I don't like Thanksgiving. I'm actually somewhat ambivalent toward it. It is SO important to be thankful to God, but not just on one day out of the year. Actually, the fact that we get 9 days off of school makes me like Thanksgiving. Ok...I'm no longer ambivalent.

What was I thinking? Green bean casserole...I love Thanksgiving! Anywho. My dog looks like she's dead right now. Don't worry - she's breathing. On that note, I'd better get some work done and let you fine folks get back to whatever else you need to do. Thanks again for tuning in. Later.

~Libby G

Song of the day: "Lift It" - Thousand Foot Krutch