Taking Thanksgiving

I hope all my loyal readers (hi mike!) had a great Thanksgiving Day! I know, its getting really late but I’m still a little wired after sampling some of Stephen’s coffee that he roasted. Since I’m 24 and my growth has most likely come to a halt, I think I can now safely drink coffee without it effecting my growth potential. Not too bad for my first cup of coffee. My plan is to stay up for the remainder of the night so I can get to Best Buy at a reasonable hour (i.e. 5:30 a.m.) to capitalize on the sales. Again, I failed to bring home my cell phone charger so I can’t really leave it on all night and expect it to still have power in the morning to sound the alarm. Fortunately, I’m not depending on my phone to not hear from a prospective buyer of my car.

With such a busy day planned for tomorrow, I would have liked to have done a little bit less today. Since we had company over my mom was a bit stressed so my dad thought that I should help with the "preparations." The preparations consisted of me raking leaves for about 15 minutes in the backyard, picking up drinks and ice at K-Mart, and peeling nine potatoes (4 sweet and 5 white). Extremely daunting. While peeling the potatoes, I think my mom got the impression that it wasn’t really what I wanted to be doing. Maybe saying, "This is a women’s job" cued her in. I’m not sure. But at one point she reminded me that it used to be the man’s job to hunt and prepare the turkey. I’m sure hunting the turkey would have been fun, but seeing that I can barely whistle while awake, I don’t think that I would be very successful with a turkey call, thus resulting in a Thanksgiving Day dinner with only sides. (perfect for you vegan readers) My small tasks helped me realize how little I have to do because of how much God has blessed me with. All of us have so much to be thankful for. Well, Happy Thanksgiving!!


p.s. I hope everyone liked the potatoes.

A New Charge.

I’m in Jackson this weekend so I won’t get to write any boring posts about how dull it is in Cookeville. I came home for three reasons a.) I needed to get some medical records from the dermatologist that I visited once so that I can get health insurance. b.) I am meeting a prospective buyer of my Toyota Solara. c.) I need to talk Braxton (my boss from Jackson Energy) into thinking that I was worth more than a nickel and that he should be a reference. On the way home, I called my friend Dan to "catch-up"/ease the monotony of Interstate driving. Just as he was telling me that he has fallen in love (most likely unrecipricated love) with a girl at Rice, my phone died without giving me any prior notice. Batteries can’t last forever. I’ll just plug the phone into my handly little car charger and call him back. Nope. Left it in Cookeville After coming to the realization that I would now have to drive the remainder of the way wondering what is happening in Dan’s world of love, I realized that I didn’t bring my wall charger either. The prospective buy is going to call when he can meet, but I don’t have a phone to answer. To solve that problem, I took the phone to Verizon and had them charge it there before returning to pick it up an hour and a half later. As I was leaving the store, the Verizon employee stopped me and broke down into the usual smalltalk questions. "Where do you go to school?" "What is your major?" "What year are you?" Freshman? Sophomore?" "Actually, I’m a Senior." (followed by the appropriate childish giggle) His advice to me was to "live life" and get out of Jackson while I can. What is it that pulls so many people back to Jackson when they have the opportunity to leave? In a ranking of the best cities in the United States, Jackson ranks as the third worst. Surprisingly, it also ranks as one of the fastest growing. What does everyone see in Jackson? Why am I considering moving back? All questions worth considering after I find out the rest of the story about Dan’s new love interest.

Something Better?

Its a Friday night, I'm a Senior that will be graduating this December, and I just realized that I'm doing abolutely nothing. Don't get me wrong, I did get to take a 2.5 hour nap waking up just in time to watch "Mad Money" at 5:00. I then proceeded to catch "Who Want's to Be a Millionaire?", "Jeopardy", and "Wheel of Fortune." I can't wait for the reigning champion on "Jeopardy" to go back to Utah. She's so dull. Unfortunately, by watching those great game shows I forfeited the chance to showcase my improved table tennis skills at the Cookeville Table Tennis Club. Maybe next week. Some of you are probably surprised that it has taken me nearly six hours to come to the conclusion that I'm doing absolutely nothing. And I don't blame you. But it was when I clicked on the yellow man at bottom right hand corner of my computer screen (also know as instant messenger) and proceeded to check everyone's away message, but abstaining from actually talking to anyone that was online that I realize how pathetic I am. So before this night gets any more dull, I'm going to pick up a book and read a few chapters of Against All Odds by the everybody's favorite Texan Chuck Norris.