Thanksgiving

I am so incredibly comfortable I can hardly stand it!! I swear Thanksgiving is really a holiday to glorify the lives of cats. Get up late. Lounge before the tube watching the Macy's Parade, eat breakfast, take a nap. Eat big lunch consisting mostly of bird. Get pet by family. Doze with full tummy. Eat more bird (cold this time, but oh so yummy). Lounge more and go to bed. Okay so my Thanksgiving consisted of a little more than that ( I made a cheesecake - my specialty - and biscuits, and I ate so much more than bird). However, it has been a fabulous day and I wish everybody the warm heart and full tummy I have. I am so thankful for my family and for my place in this world. I am super lucky. I'm only 20 and I already have found my soul-mate, we own an adorable house, we have an almost too-loving kitty and families that really truly care about us. It isn't always perfect...it isn't always great...but God has blessed us so thoroughly that the hard times are really only there to make us appreciate all the other times. God bless you all with this much happiness and Happy Thanksgiving.

The Bug

Since Matt is the only friend I have who posts anything my veiw of the life of my friends is very limited, but what a life it seems to be. I've been stuck at home for the last three days with the flu and feeling a little lonely. I just seem to have caught the general funk bug, so forgive my jealousy. (Matt may scoff now because it appears he has had an emotionally rough week and feels any envy of his life is a waste.) However, I look at the journals he posts to which Hava, who never updates her journals, and other people respond with such deep and seemingly long-contemplated answers. I don't have that. Occasionally I will get into a deep, thought-provoking conversation with my love, but usually we're just too tired. Reading the ljs and their comments makes me sigh. You truly get to live the college experience. Theology, psychology, emotion, life! Perhaps you avoid the cliche of sipping coffe is a cozy cafe while dissecting statements once made by Socrates, but you have something that will probably be lost to me forever. I hope your conversations make your brain tingle. I hope every once in a while your friends outwit you and leave you speechless. I hope you grow. Appreciate it even while it frustrates you. Someday the chance to tingle and grow may be gone.Flu vaccinations and mochas to you all,JJG

One Year and Still Going Strong

Hello all you happy people! What a wonderful wonderful 1 year anniversary I am having (except for the research paper I have to finish by Tues.). Jesse and I had a lovely day with lots of love and togetherness and even some presents! He is so wonderful. One of the traditions of you first anniversary is to eat the top layer from your wedding cake, which you are supposed to freeze. I'd kind of been dreading it all day because, let's face it, who wants to eat stale, thawed out wedding cake. It was actually pretty good so the whole day was pretty perfect. We ended it by watching "The Bone Collector" which we saw on our first date. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it. Here's hoping everybody else can float on a cloud as nice as mine on their anniversaries. Peas and hominy! Goodnight.

How to kill joy

How to kill joy is by telling a person they may choose any subject they want to do a report on and then saying nevermind and assigning a hard-ass paper to write. Pooh! I'm so ready for school to be over. If anybody has any ideas on how Edgar Allen Poe's "The Purloined Letter" contributed to American Literature by being the first detective story I'd love to hear them. I myself am lost and I have to look up about five words on each page of this story. However, after a relaxing weekend with Hava my nerves are much calmed, but the empty sick feeling is still there. My anniversary is on its way though so I think by the end of the week my melancholy will melt away. Love and fried chicken to all.