Happy Christmas Mold!

Happy the day after Christmas!

I'm pretty happy that my family has all teenagers, because we open gifts and do all the holiday cheer stuff on Christmas Eve, so we can sleep in on Christmas before we go to the familie's houses.

Because yesterday I didn't really get up until about 2:30.

I was sick. Merrr....but after I got up so late and showered and pumped coffee and Tylenol Extreme Cold into my system I was feeling pretty good.

I went to go see Sherlock Holmes with the Barlows (B.A. and Elyssa and are engaged! And no, don't believe the rumor that B.A. had the ring in his bellybutton when he proposed, even though it is believable).

Tonight I'm going to see Sherlock Holmes with the friends. It's good enough to see twice, plus it has Jude Law in it. . .and a good storyline, that too.

Rebecca and I went on a walk at Spring Mill today, clad in our fleece scarves, thick jackets, and those things that go all the way around the head to keep your ears warm. I knitted myself a light pink one last week, it's pretty cute...but huge I miss counted my stitches.

I got a sewing machine for Christmas, and I've spent a while today trying to figure the silly thing out. I usually sew by hand (which takes a century to get any project done). I've used Rebecca's sewing machine a few times, but it's always set up and ready to go.

I have no idea what to do with a bobbin.

No idea.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

I wear the friendship cardigan all the time.

I'm down to the end of the first semester!

Only...
1 more night of sleep
2 more cups of coffee
3 more finals
4 hours of work
AND THEN I'M FREE!

I've had the sudden urge to knit and never stop knitting. I mean, I'm a knitting fiend right now. Not even kidding.

I can't believe I only have a few days left on my 2009 Dirty Dancing Calender. It's insane, this has been such an exciting year!

At least after I'm done with the Dirty Dancing calender I am switching to the calender that Rebecca got me for christmas. She made it on the internet and each month has different photos of our trip to Honduras. It's seriously cool.

My dad bought me a little space heater for my room because it and I get so cold. It's a teeny little thing, but it really dominates. I have six windows in my room, and I'm next to the garage, but Archie (that's what I named it) still keeps my room toasty. I'm madly in love. Most ardently in love, to quote the Darcy of Austen.

Sometimes when I walk up stairs I forget to breathe. So, when I get to the top I'm out of breath. It makes me look like I am completely and totally out of shape. I thought my brain was supposed to take care of the whole, make sure Melissa breathes thing. Fail.

I have to sleep now, I have those torturous things called finals or the-last-attempt-to-make-a-stundent-stress-out-tests tomorrow.

Llama on the corkboard.

I hate wearing socks. And shoes. I mean, I know they are good to wear...blah blah keep your feet warm, protect your feet from (fungus).

I put it in parenthesis to cut down on the disgustingness. I don't think it worked.

My feet like to be free, you know?

Don't hold me down rib-knit socks from Target.

I'm also sick of this whole decreasing sunlight hours thing. I love sunlight! I love day! I love the endorphins and melatonin that they provide me.

(We actually talked about this in Psycology today, go figure.)

Winter makes me feel so very. . .well. . .I think the most appropriate word is bleh. Or maybe merr.

Either will work just fine. Use them at your own discretion, friend.

Have you ever wondered what God's laugh sounds like?

I think about it all the time. I think it's a mix of a human laugh, a wave breaking, lightning cracking, a breeze blowing, a soprano opera singer, and a ukulele. But, infinity times more wonderful. And I might be different for everyone you know?

God's laugh is the most beautiful sounds you know all mixed together and one million times more clear and brilliant. It's such a strange and lovely thing to think about.