Breezy is off the Wheezy

I'm so proud of myself. I have all my Christmas shopping done and wrapped! Well, except for one present for Brett but I only stopped because it was after midnight and I needed some shut-eye. Now all I have to do is put the massive ribbons on - and it's only November 30! I did, however, overlook one minor problem. I have all my presents but nowhere to put them. We're getting our Christmas tree this Saturday though and I cannot WAIT!

Every year we go to Prairie Pines for all our Christmas tree needs. It's the best tradition. It's this great place that's out in the middle of nowhere, with a great big farm that is the epitome of all that is cozy. There's always a fire going in the fireplace, there are two ginormous Christmas trees loaded with oodles of ornaments that you can purchase. By the fireplace, there are these two little nooks where they have a bunch of other decorations. And it wouldn't be perfect without a stand where you can buy hot chocolate or apple cider and choose from a vast arrangement of Christmas cookies. I don't know who bakes them but they have the BEST cut-out cookies ever! I need that recipe. I just might ask for it this year. I'll bribe them with a tip. It's usually a school group that's there trying to raise money. I'm forgetting about the trees! We used to ride out to the trees on a horse-drawn hayrack ride thing (which was my favorite because I loved the horses - they're the big Clydesdales) and cut our own tree down. It was the best when it snowed. Now, my mom prefers the Frasier Firs because they've got softer needles and they're pre-cut which is an added bonus to her. I wouldn't mind going the cut-your-own-tree route again. I kind of miss it. This year, Brett is going with us! I can't wait! He'll be the first person outside my family to really get to absorb the whole Prairie Pines experience. It'll be so exciting!

On another note... Four more days of school left. Tomorrow and Thursday, and then next Tuesday and Thursday and I'm done forever! Yay!

This girl I work with, Taneice, had a couple of interesting stories tonight. She is black and white, her husband is black and then there's her son, Mikey, mostly black but somewhat white. This is relevant, I promise. Mikey (5-years-old) goes to a private school on the east side (a.k.a. snotty, stuck-up side of town). His class is predominately white. So there's this little white girl in his class whose name is (I swear I'm not making this up) - Praise Jesus. I swear. She's going to grow up to be a devil worshiper or something. What kind of parent would do that to their kid?? This mom was asking Taneice about her son whom she referred to as "the little African-American boy." And then she goes, "Is that right?" as in is that politically correct, and Taneice said, "Well, I just call him Mike." Crazy stupid people.

Then she was saying how all the girls in Mikey's class just love him. This one girl wanted a kiss from him and Taneice didn't like that so Mikey said no, that he'd get in trouble. Then this big girl came over wanting a kiss and Taneice goes, "Mike, she's kinda big." Mikey said, "Big girls need lovin' too! Haven't you ever seen 'Friday?'"

Kids.

This is the cutest puppy in the world. I fell in love with her about a month ago. She was fostered out because she was too young to be adopted and she just got back today! I was so excited to see her. She's my baby! Just look at her! She's just the sweetest little thing and if only I had the money and time, I would adopt her myself. I'm trying to get my friend Steph to adopt her. Then I could see her whenever I wanted.

Wow. I went to look at my Dave Barry day-by-day calendar to see how many days till school is out (forever) and I discovered that I haven't looked at this calendar since April 12. Probably not the best calendar for me! But it's still funny. So yeah, 25 days (including weekends) until I graduate from WSU. No more school for me! I'm just concentrating on the whole graduation thing. I wouldn't be worried except this one class I have, IMC Campaigns, has me gritting my teeth. Our last day of class is December 9. It is November 15. We have to have a 40-50 page campaign put together and presentable by the 9th and we just got back our surveys so we can actually start working on it. Our instructor gives new meaning to the word "sucks." Instead of giving us group time, he's wasting our time by showing us videos on how to market "cool" and making us "forget about the Big Brothers Big Sisters project and let's do this big outline with something completely different." So in essence, we have two projects now, only one of which we'll be presenting. And our grades depend on this one thing. In other words, whether or not I graduate depends on this one project.

I still haven't gotten the job-hunting thing down. I have a few places to look at but I have no idea if they're hiring so I guess I'll just cross my fingers and send my resume anyway.

I want a job so bad. I am getting so sick of Outback. I never thought I would. I never thought that I'd last 5 years at a restaurant and now that I have, it seemed that it would be, at the very least, bearable but I am so ready to move on.

"Elf" comes out tomorrow! I'm so excited. I can't believe how much self-control I've exercised over the 8th Season of Friends release. It has my favorite episodes on it. I might cave and buy it anyway. We'll just see how much money I make this week. ;)