Gobble gobble.

Turkey Day 2010 has come and gone. I love the holidays in general, but I had an especially awesome 5 days this time around. My brother and his fiance came over to my parents and we all ate delicious food. Yum! Then on Friday I had a movie date with my mom and we watched Toy Story 3 and Christmas with the Kranks. CwtK is an old reliable. We break out that puppy every year. Because it's awesome. And we threw in Toy Story 3 just for good measure. Although, I have to say, that movie is the saddest thing ever. They expect children to enjoy it? I was bawling like a baby. Something about growing up and leaving your beloved toy friends is just too much for my brain. Good grief.

Saturday I finished up LOST season 6 with my pops. We had watched 14 episodes in one day earlier this fall, and we needed to finish up. Then yesterday my mom and I traveled to see one of her friends direct some good old-fashioned community theatre. Then I watched Jewel Staite in a Hallmark holiday movie. Some Christmas ham is a-okay in my book.

See why I had such a good break? Note also the non-existent mention of grad school. Or homework. Cue the hallelujah chorus.

I'm pretty much on the downhill slope from here on out. I have 3 finals and a stats research project standing between me and my first completed semester of grad school. Boy, oh boy.

So that's what's been going on. Oh, and I caught up on all my television I missed. Whew. That was stressing me out more than anything combined.

And that's how Sue C's it.

Hiatus apparently.

You know how they say that you really can't do it all? That something's gotta give? I suppose for me, it's my commitment to blogging that gets pushed aside. But here I am, sparing a few hurried minutes to update the masses. Or rather, the 2 peeps that read my ramblings.

I survived RPM training this past weekend. What an experience. My second Les Mills program...it still blows my mind if I stop and think about how drastically my life has changed in the past year. To summarize: I had an awesome time. I have lofty new goals to get where I want and need to be. The Race of Truth nearly killed me. Sitting on a bike all weekend makes for one very sore rear. And I owe my life to my 2:1:1 recovery drink.

It was nice to throw grad school to the wayside for the weekend, but now I'm back in it. Fully immersed. I managed to throw together my lit review before I left for the training. So now this week is devoted to my research paper for my public personnel management class. Let me tell you how excited I am about this paper.

That much. Zero.

Anyway, since I have the Heart of America competition in 5 days, I'll be hitting good ol' I-44 for the second weekend in a row. What does this mean? No sleep. Good golly, Miss Molly. I've already given up TV. That alone is killing me. I have a list a mile long of every episode I need to catch up on. It's awful. That is the only word for it. Awful.

If I live to see Thanksgiving, I will have this semester in the bag. For the love of turkey, please let me survive.