It’s snowing! I will take pictures! Te prometo!
So, for those of you not hip to the Facebook will be missing out on the fact that my family is having a Grand Old Christmas Party on December 26th ( Feel free to come!!! E-mail me for details…).
It’s mainly something that us Graham Kids are doing, and in the process of making the invitation, some of us decided to submit our own Christmas Card Photo type things. I thought you might like to see them.
1. I lost! (Which is a good thing because here at the Library we’re doing the Biggest Loser) And I lost!
2. I am almost done Christmas shopping!
3. I am meeting with an advisor today in the Masters in Communication Studies at NKU!
4. I started decorating L’Apartment for Christmas! Now all we need is a tree!
Pictures? Yoooou got it…
Sure, I believe you when you say that it’s just in time for the Oscar voting to begin…
But…
I wonder… is there any sort of tragic milestone also happening around that time? Maybe like the day before? Hmmm….
Ugh. Sickening.
12/4/2008
I can sense it in how cold my feet and nose are becoming on an almost regular basis. And how sleepy I get so early. And how my appetite has grown to hibernation preparedness mode. Yessir, it’s nearly winter. I crave chocolate with an intensity that makes me feel weak at the sight of any and all Hershey products and I am itching to get up into Cincinnati to see Fountain Square and go ice skating in the shadow of Macy’s, US Bank, PNC and 5/3 (Tomorrow, hopefully!). I want to decorate my apartment from head to toe in green and red and I can’t wait to have our first real snow.
One thing I’ve learned early on in my great Cincinnati Adventure was that when they say it’s going to snow, it ain’t and when they say it ain’t gonna snow, grab your boots. The past week has been a sterling example of just that. While we’ve had the occasional flurry here and there, we haven’t had the Snow yet, and I don’t think we will for a little while, but this morning was kind of beautiful in that way that you know the snow is just about ready to make it’s debut in Cincinnati.
In Covington, as many of you may have heard me bitch and moan about before, we have street cleaning days and since I’ve had a few run ins with The Law, I’ve been much more careful about moving my car. So, this morning at 7 am, I got out of bed, threw on the warmest pajamas I could find and my big coat and trekked out into the wild to find a parking spot. It wasn’t easy to find, and I could have been way more frustrated by the experience, considering the temperature was in the 20s and cars were relentlessly zipping down Greenup Street, but it was okay, and I was okay as I took comfort in the flurries and flakes that fell from the sky and parked themselves on my coat and slippers. It was serene and quiet and a sign from the world that everything is getting ready to settle in for a long winter’s nap.
So, the biggest bug that’s been zooming around my head recently has been the one that says “Go to Grad School.” “Study for the GRE.” “Get off Yo’ Bottom!”
And it’s true. I really do need to continue my education to a different level. I love learning, I love school and I miss them both greatly. And with that comes the decision making of what kind of school exactly do I wish to enroll in. While Anthropology is my love, what I truly want to do with it is more related to Journalism rather than being a full blown Margaret Mead (Oh, how I’d love it!). But I think what I’d love, even more, is getting involved in Children’s Television Programming. Think PBS or even the Travel Channel and I could produce Travel Documentaries geared towards kids of families. Oh, dream jobs.
To me, this sounds wholly communications/journalism driven as far as a master’s goes, so today I have taken my first step in requesting a meeting with an advisor and professor at NKU to discuss their MA in Communications program.
Stellar.
Oh, what a night.
Friday was filled with Panera and the Best Damn Kroger You Ever Saw.
Silena came, too! So she got to meet Miss Fran for some delicious Paneraing. I L-O-V-E Panera.
And, unfortunately, Miss Fran could not join us for Kroger, so Silena and I trekked down to Walton, I ran over an already dead racooon and we ventured into Kroger. Sadly, I forgot my camera, so I have no pictures, but trust me when I say that this location was phenomenally large and phenomenally awesome. And, we’re getting one in Newport! Northern Kentuckians, go. It’s worth the trek to Walton, promise.
Sadly, distance, a poor economy and an even poorer amount of spare time, has rendered me Fran-less for the last, oh, who knows how long.
For those that aren’t familiar with Fran LaVilla, she’s not only the Queen Blogger of Being Fran(k), but she’s perhaps the kindest and sweetest soul this world has ever known. And she’s always good for a unique and fantastic Girls’ Night. My only regret is that our dear friend and Fellow Ex-Barista, Anna, has left us for the great state of Florida leaving our musketeering down to two. Fear not, readers. We do press on.
Now, while many of you may be battling bloodsuckers and teen lusters alike to see Twilight tonight, Fran and I have opted for a more practical date. That’s right, Kids. After a filling and somewhat healthier dinner at Panera Bread, we’re off to Walton, Kentucky to witness first-hand the dawn of a new era in food shopping: The Kroger Marketplace.
What does that even mean, you ask? Well, you will be glad to know that I asked the same question and went to the Kroger Website that didn’t even have a listing for the establishment. It’s okay, Kroger. You’re not the only ones that don’t know that Walton, Kentucky is a real place. But, from what I’ve heard and from what the advertisements I’ve gotten in the mail detail, is that this place is kind of a variety hour of grocery stores with everything from a jewelery store to a Starbucks. Oh, Joy. More Starbucks. But I recognize the need for the kind people of South Of Florence, Kentucky to have such amenities.
So, I’m ready to go. I don’t have too much of a game plan, except I’ve brought my walking shoes and have fresh batteries in my camera. Let’s go Krogering!
Look! I can do a post about baby animals just like you!
(After the jump, kids.)
