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OK.  Despite the fact that this morning I sent a series of extremely irritated text messages to G. as a response to a comment about split pea soup being used as vomit in the exorcist, I think I’m back to normal.  I blame the whole severe support for pea soup on the fact that it was 8:30 am and I hadn’t had my coffee yet.  Why people put up with me before I’m caffeinated, I don’t know.

I managed to pull myself out of my midterm slump enough to write my Physics exam with poise and confidence (?) & I’m not going to lie to you guys, I kicked it’s sorry little ass. I still have some papers due, but for the most part, those have never bothered me.  I was in good enough shape last night to sit down for TV Tuesdays and solely concern myself with whether or not Zoe Hart should just go for George Tucker already or if she should start sleeping with Wade again.  It was really intense up in here, let me assure you. When Lemon Breeland took off that embroidered cardigan and showed off her strapless red number, I was all “ooooooooooooh, girl, mmm!”

This is all good news, but the really good news is that I can start paying attention to my life again.  But before all that, a two week late thank you to the Universe, for:

Sit down dinners with friends over comfort food like ham & potatoes, the introduction of gummy fangs to the 5 cent aisle at 7-11, and receiving a delicious &  seasonally appropriate present via International Express mail from fellow blogger, Jason.  Getting Nutella samples in the mail, science study buddies, emailing NASA, knowing people who know people, flannel sheets & his bed, creating birthday lists & chamomile tea.  Lavender baths in the early afternoon, watching movies in lecture, re-reading a Midsummer Nights Dream and laughing out loud & pets that take care of themselves (thanks, Goldfish.) Skeleton lanterns, giant taco salads for dinner, & an incredible free fall from 128,000 feet above the earth surface.  How fucking incredible was that?

This week, I will not get upset about soup.  I WILL, on the other hand, get upset if NASA doesn’t email me back.

xo & yw & Follow me on instagram, people! @byAndriaParker

Oh, Thanksgiving.  You always have been one of my favorite weekends.  To all my American readers out there, I know… we’re early…it’s a Canada thing – but to everyone else, I hope you’re as bogged down with turkey as I am.  & I hope that at least once you had an entire pumpkin pie to yourself for dinner.  If not, there’s still time, so what are you waiting for?

For me Thanksgiving has always been about the little things.  You know, avoiding all responsibilities, letting yourself eat as much as you can, laughing loudly and burning at least one main dish (this year: parsnips).  It’s about family & your closest friends.  It’s about those you love, have loved and will love.  And it’s about letting them all know it.  Because what bigger thing in the world could we possibly be thankful for?

As I sit here now, pulling my hair out over a to-do list that I have yet to accomplish anything on, I feel alright knowing that I let everything slide to have the weekend that I did.

This week I am thankful for:

Butter rum tea, Mom’s decision to buy a floor-bed couch for my visits home, Salmon Fishing in the Yemen, all the seasons of Charmed being on Netflix, continuing to write my to-do lists on Halloween paper, taking self-portraits on fat days, bowls of candy corn, finding a paper doll cut out of Ryan Gosling, seeing how many countries my entire family can name (we were shy about 42…Damn you Republic of Chad!), talking the night away, dancing like fools, autumn days on empty highways, nursing the results of too much good time with a 9am cheeseburger, pumpkin vases, day dates, smelly markers, afternoon chaise naps & hugs from Dad.

This week, I’ll accomplish everything I have to without going overboard.  I’ll say no when I need to say no and I’ll spend some time outdoors every day.  I’ll happily be a hermit, wake up at 7am and think carefully about what’s holding me back.

xo & yw