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comin’ to town with the briefcase blues

Hey! It’s my annual post-Thanksgiving post. I’m sure y’all have been quaking with anticipation to know what I did over Thanksgiving. You shall wait no longer!For Jess and I, this was our first actual major holiday that we’ve had together in the four-plus years we’ve been together. It was nice having Jess around for a holiday, I think I’ll keep it that way.

On Wednesday, we left the Grove and took the ridiculously long drive to Woodburn. We sat on I5, just outside of Eugene for a solid 10 minutes going absolutely nowhere. This is a tradition for me, ever since I left for college, I have had to sit on I5 on the day before Thanksgiving… there are some traditions that should fade away. Jess, Moose, and myself took 99 most of the way after we ditched the main northbound drag. It seemed like half of the people from I5 had the same idea, but the traffic had a little bit more speed to it than the interstate.

We made it to Woodburn, had Thanksgiving where my mom “accidentally” dipped her shrimp into Jessica’s eggnog. Nothing says, “Welcome to the family” like seafood in your nog. He had dinner, watched Moose beat up my parents’ dog, Tolley. Did some required day-after-Thanksgiving shopping. Then it was off to Bend.

Bend was nice and cold. Mostly we hung out with the Hansons, did a little helping out with some firewood, and then went to check out some possibilities for my new vehicle. Jess, her dad, and I went to a couple of car lots and saw too possibilities (though maybe not realistic ones). There was a ’99 Toyota 4Runner, which was pretty sleek… it had the sunroof and everything. Then, I spotted a ’00 Dodge Ram 1500, it was very pretty. It had the extended cab, with the suicide doors, towing package, fog lights. I wanted it very badly. Alas, I still only have one very badly beaten Honda CRV.

Moose had a lot of fun at the Hansons, he was outside almost the whole time, running around, exploring… he’s becoming a regular ranch dog, well, except for his extensive problem with wussiness. He was running and jumping the entire time we were there, but as soon as he hopped into the car and we drove away, he was passed out.

Now I’m back to work, which feels like I haven’t been here in weeks. It’s finals week, translation: lots of grading, lots of paperwork.

That’s pretty much it.

 

 

on a cobweb afternoon

Despite a car accident, an attempted poisoning, and dog mauling–it was a pretty uneventful Thanksgiving break.

I interviewed for a job at Cottage Grove high school today, not absolutly sure I should take it or if I want it, if I am lucky enough to get it. It is a position as a Special Education teacher at the high school level. There are a whole bunch of conflicting issues that play on a decision–if and when it comes. The interview went well, I had a good mixture of humor, wit, seriousness, and overall boyish charm. Should know by the end of the week.

A hypothetical destination, say, who is this walking man?

It’s time for Woodburn and my second Thanksgiving–with being able to eat the turkey. pretty sweet, huh?Have a good Thanksgiving (I have a standing rule to never use the term “turkey-day” in a serious manner.)

 

Wow… That’s Some Mighty Good Bruising.

I don’t know why I have such a fascination with my body’s repair mechanisms… but man, is my foot changing colors. I thought I would give a report on how I’m doing foot wise… I finally have feeling back in it, and I’m not limping anymore.. but I’m still stuck with this stupid brace, at least the girls think its cool that I have to wear it (Of course I told them I was saving little cute helpless puppies from a burning building.) Because I saved those puppies this is what my foot is looking like right now…

Cool, huh? After this I don’t think Patrick is going to let me use his camera anymore… Frankly I don’t blame him. I swear, if I didn’t know those were my feet, I would think that whom ever owned those feet forgot that they owed the mafia some money.Well tonight should be fun, I offered to work the first day of Thanksgiving break, so the residents who are not going home for Thanksgiving, and I are going out tonight for dinner, then hopefully enjoy a night of movies on the huge big screen in the basement. I’m looking forward to it. Then in the morning I hand off the pager to the next set of RAs and I head home for breakfast and the rest of the weekend… hopefully I don’t have to deal with any conduct situations at home, but I hear Meagan has been really loud in the halls during quiet hours, so I may have to write her up.