Jason, with one of my sisters as an escort, is on his way out to Saskatoon. I'm so excited I could spit (and I probably have).
In honour of their blessed visit, I'm bringing out my inner Martha, and whipping up some short ribs in the slow-cooker. Mmmmmm ... short ribs. Hopefully they turn out OK. I think they should.
I've got some running around to do, and I'm going to try and push it off until it warms up even a few degrees, the weather network is reading -29 right now ... yikes. I started the prep for Constitutional exam studying ... this is the only exam this Dec. that isn't a 20% midterm, but a 100% final. I feel like it's going to take some serious studying to feel OK going into that one. Luckily, I did write the optional mid-term in that course, so at least I know that I can pass. There shouldn't be any nightmares about failing miserably.
I'm going to try and hit the mall today to get a jump on some Xmas shopping, and pick up some snacks for a POKER NIGHT tonight. I've already got the chip category covered, but I'm thinking of picking up a fruit platter or something, so that we can intersperse the fatty goodness with fiber and vitamins, and feel like it may have balanced out in the end somehow.
Brrrr ... OK, I'm going to get out of bed now. I feel like I should be hearing applause, since it's such a dramatic performance, and a feat that requires bravery.
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