Lita and I made cookies today! Except we didn't have any Hershey's Kisses, so we used chocolate chips and made the cookies proportionally small. That yielded two trays of button cookies, one with milk chocolate and one with white chocolate, and four very large cookies, which we put faces and other designs on.
We watched SLC Punk and I thought about how odd it must seem to Lita, who knows nothing about Salt Lake, didn't get most of the references, and was intrigued by the Salt Flats. I also thought about how fucking hot the blue-haired-27-year-old-Matthew Lillard is and if he were to walk in and tell me to take my clothes off, I probably would.

Wrestling Friday, youth soccer this morning, youth soccer tomorrow. No sleeping in for me.

I get to go to IOWA next Friday with the track team for an overnight meet. How fun!

I really wanted muffins, however, I do not have a muffin tray. Here's to hoping they come out somewhat the same consistency as cornbread.

Last night I had a dream that Drew and I got fed up with everything and had Rev. Kev marry us. Whenever I dream of marriage I never see the whole ceremony, it's always just before, or just after. I remember a vague glance of standing in front of a fireplace in a room with yellow walls, and I seemed to know, in the dream, that my dress was pretty. In the dream we then went back to my parents house and into my room to go to bed. Dream me was worried what my parents would say that Drew was sleeping over, but then my dream self remembered, "Oh. Right. We're MARRIED. Duh."
But mostly I remember the feeling of extreme RIGHTNESS when my dream self looked at dream Drew and realized he was now my husband.

This afternoon Nichole and I are going down to Homestead High School and working at a wrestling tournament! It'll be a long night, but it should be fun, and I'm looking forward to seeing how things work at Homestead.

I was going to take a picture of outside today, but I totally forgot. So here is a picture of my warm boots, which I love.

In an attempt to save money on my electric bill, I will leave things unplugged if they are not in use, including lamps, my cell phone charger, and the microwave. When I left for Christmas Break, the only thing left on in my apartment was my fridge. You know how much that saved me over the course of a month? TWO DOLLARS. Which means, that I have my electricity bill just about as low as I can get it without stumbling around in the dark or trying to cook popcorn on my gas stove. (gas, water, and heat are included in my rent. My showers are always fantastic and toasty!)

I had something fantastic and interesting to say but I cannot remember what it was.

I am very slowly, but surely, copying all the recipes I've collected over the past few months onto note cards so they will fit nicely in the box Jill made me for Christmas. I keep adding categories and I now have 10 little piles of cards all over my desk.

One day, I will have a beautiful house.
Until then, I'm keeping my great-grandmother's very nice silver in my closet (as in a replacement butter knife is $14), as well as my mom's old flour and sugar jars.
Sometimes, I seriously wonder what I'm supposed to do with all the things in my apartment when I go do a clinical all semester, but still need somewhere to live when I get back for another semester. Put it in storage for a few weeks or find someone who wants to sublease a furnished room I guess.

I found my physics book online for $2. I'm pretty stoked about that, cause the bookstore wanted $137 for it.
Two of my professors are being super awesome and saying there is a book that goes with the class, however, they will not teach from it and it is only available in case anyone needs extra help studying. Which saves me about $200, hurray!
This semester I have a class completely dedicated to heart rhythms, normal and abnormal, and what that means for the exercising population. We get to go to the cadaver lab and play with REAL HUMAN HEARTS in a few weeks. So excited!

My computer has been loosing battery unusually fast since I got back to school.

Many thanks to my mother, who, in a moment of genius, only put things in my Christmas stocking that I will ACTUALLY USE this year.
I'm definitely going to need this to get me through the day.

I'm ready to be here again.

Fun fact.

My boyfriend is the boy that is the "guy friend," to all his girl friends from high school and work.

Sometimes this is very hard for me to accept without getting jealous and possessive.