Procrastination

I started and finished two and a half papers between last night and this morning. Oh boy am I pumped.  Sadly, I still have an eight page paper to complete and a few journal entrees to finish by tomorrow morning. That eight-pager is going to kill me. I haven't even thought about what I'm going to write for it.  

Tomorrow is dress up day.  I have two presentations that I really don't give a crap about. Apathy feels really good right now. I can't believe I just thought that thought. The high school version of myself would have gotten up on a soapbox about that kind of statement.  

I got to see Lucy last Saturday.  I like her. She barely fusses, but when she does, you just have to talk to her a little and she gets really quiet just to listen.  I could learn a thing or two from her, I think.

I have let my brain wonder a little bit today. I have some ideas for wedding invitations, but they mean that I'll probably have to start making them now to get them done in time to send them out next year. Yeah right. 

Home.

I have (if you pretend that today is not happening) two more weeks until summer vacation. mmph. There is just so much to do in between now and then, but I don't really want to talk about it.

What I do want to talk about is everything that is going to happen after that. I am determined not to waste a second this summer.  I have a list of about 40 books to read.  I'm hopefully going to be working 40 hours a weeks at the computer labs so I'll get plenty of time to spend reading.  I've already started in on my list... Which isn't good because now, I have a choice between reading a good book and working on my projects for class. I seem to choose "book" more often than not.

I read Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kingsolver last week.  She's the same author who wrote Poisonwood Bible, which I have not read, but probably will now.  I loved the book.  It is about three characters all living in a small town in the Appalachian mountains. It gave me an awful craving for trees and summer and honeysuckle.

This week I'm reading My name is Asher Lev by Chaim Potok.  It is about an Orthodox Jewish boy with a gift for drawing.  It has been painfully easy for me to identify with the main character, but I haven't been able to put it down.  This book might rate high on my list when I'm finished with it. I got it at the library, but I don't think I would mind owning it at all.

I am taking a photography class next semester, so my plan for this summer is to practice with my camera a bit and get used to using it again.  I regret letting the hobby go after I got out of high school.  I'm not a very bold photographer, but hopefully I'll get enough practice this summer so I can go into class with a little bit of confidence.  I'm going to force myself to carry the thing around with me every where, despite my fears of people thinking I'm a fake who only takes pictures of her pets to post them on Facebook. Yes I really do fear that judgement... ha.

Yesterday Kevin and I went to take a look at the place I'm going to be living next year.  It is a cute little one bedroom duplex in the Village.  The kitchen and bedroom could use a little work, but I love the living room, and can't wait to have a refrigerator that is all my own.

  

New

Yesterday morning, my darling new niece, Lucy Jo Fay gave my sister and brother-in-law quite a day. "Little" Lucy weighed in at nearly 11 pounds! No wonder Cara's belly was bigger than when she was pregnant with Sam.

Kevin and I took off to meet her yesterday afternoon. I wasn't able to go and see Sam until he was four days old, so I was pretty happy to have the chance to see Lucy when she was brand new. She has chunky legs and a teddy bear face, and she was so tired from all the work it took to be born that she just slept in my arms the whole time I had her. We'll see what kind of personality develops, but I have high hopes. Cara thinks that she got the nose that my mom and I are so lucky to sport.

It was so strange because I'm used to being around busy little Sam. Even Kevin's niece is starting to be pretty active. I forgot how tiny and sleepy newborns tended to be. Kevin was nervous about holding her, but she just wanted to cuddle up. I'm looking forward to when she gets wiggly and a little more interactive, but I like being around her now, too.

Here's a picture are Kevin, Lucy and I together. Don't mind Kevin's black eye. He got hit with a Frisbee a few weeks ago. Poor guy. I loved when Lucy put her little hand on my chest- just a tiny little baby hug.

Today Kevin and I are celebrating our second anniversary. I feel really lucky to have some one that has been my best friend for such a long time. Two years just doesn't seem like enough. I can't wait to collect more.

I don't really know how Kevin plans on celebrating. This week is a pretty busy week for him, but before I left for work, he told me to wear something kind of fancy-ish. We'll see what he's up to.