snowcation

This was the itinerary of the snowcation ( or as the Daily Progress is currently calling it, snowmageddon).

Noel wrote his final papers. And shoveled. When he would resurface from his paper to go shovel, I wouldn't see him for hours, because he would be outside shoveling everyone's driveways and parking spaces.

My snow days consisted of a) going stir crazy in our apartment and baked so much, I just about broke my arm off with a whisk still in my hand, and b) rediscovering my love for sleeping in and taking 2 showers a day.

Also, I love my snow boots.

My camera broke, so I have no proof of the snow. If you do not believe me, check this out: WOA


Oh, and I am going right back into the thick of it. This time I am bringing my pick ax to make ice sculptures and snowmen with real buttons on their jackets. Also, I am going to win a snowball fight against Noel.

weepy gurgle face

This week I received an email from William and Mary saying that my personal website would be erased from the internet within a couple weeks. In curiosity, I checked to see what exactly my college site had been.

Is anyone else amazed and astounded by the amount of spelling errors on my website?

I sure am. I clearly didn't finish it....but here's to the gurgle face AND the weepy face, hot hot hot, the dot com, and the fact that we obviously had dinner both on tuesday and thursday nights. Or do you think I made that mistake by accident? We can all thank Katie Shields again for giving us the best 2005 Christmas gift that a girl could ask for.

(Note this very funny convo in the discussion board about who will cook with me...Can you believe there was even a debate on that?!?! I am surprised everybody wasn't rushing at the opportunity. I was always an expert at frozen lasagna.)

2 things

I forgot to mention a couple things that are obviously significant enough for me to backtrack to tell you...


First thing:


!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Wendell Berry came to speak at UVA! Noel saved us seats, I left work early and biked franticly to the UVA library, and in the crowd of people, I sat, legs twitching in excitement and anticipation. I was so happy! Thank you, Wendell Berry, for making my day, and inspiring me to ask my landlord if I can grow a garden and have a chicken coop in the backyard.



Second thing:


Both rain coat and pants have been returned from the dry cleaners. Raincoat now smells strongly of soap. Noel says he can smell the soapy jacket from across the room. The lady at the dry cleaners told me they use the same potion to take out cat urine. eek. And yes, the pants still smell like skunk. I am considering it a lost cause, and thinking about throwing them away unless anyone has any more suggestions...a month later, and the skunk is still haunting me.

Triple Date Christmas Vacay

This is what happens when you combine beautiful Charlottesville snow, Alice's amazing craft skills, Allison's baking skills, some football for the men, and enough Christmas cheer and ice cream that your head might explode...Oh, and did I mention handfuls of WaWa Chex mix?!

I haven't had a real Christmas tree since I was 11. Who is impressed with me !? It was barely fastened to the car, but somehow we made it home in one piece.




I decorated my own gingerbread man ornament to put on the tree. It was supposed to be a lady, but by mistake I drew a beard and then quickly recovered by making it into a scarf. The bearded lady now hangs high on our lovely Christmas tree.


This is my favorite ornament, borrowed from Sawsan's collection. It actually is about double the size of the star on top. Our tree leans a little over where King Tut hangs.




Enough said.


Now I must go eat all 3 days worth of advent calender chocolate that I forgot about in all the excitement of this weekend full of fun visitors.