Thanksgiving

I feel like I should update since it's been awhile. And I have 30 minutes to burn before I go take my Psych ATI (read: pointless nursing standardized testing to supposedly prepare us for the NCLEX). Huzzah. But, thankfully, the rest of my day after that is filled with... nothing. and then thursday again with... nothing. (well, thursday i get to enjoy office shifts, my last CEP, and Lighting of the Way!!!). All leading up to Friday: Foundations ATI. And then finals. I suppose if I was being a good, dedicated student, I would start studying for finals. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. It's hard to feel motivated, when I'm really just excited about christmas parties (those that have past, and those to come). Not sure if any of the ones to come can top getting to pretend to be pregnant for a whole evening, but we can try.

Thanksgiving update? Williamsburg was beautiful, of course. There is just something about walking down a historically reconstructed street, the smell of fires actually being used for heat, fresh, crisp, cold virginia air, and horse poop being mixed together that takes you back in time. And thinking about how great men of our country like George Washington and Patrick Henry, among many many others walked these streets. or atleast in the same latitude and longitude, maybe not actually on some of the paved streets. It does make you think about how beautiful a thing our country is, and whether or not we are still holding fast to the principles that we founded it on. We went to one thing about voting, and Patrick Henry really explained well why woman weren't allowed to vote, then, and it wasn't out of disrespect for the woman at all. If I lived back then, I would have agreed. Oh, and we ate in a tavern and drank ale (or maybe just hot chocolate for those of us disinclined to the taste of ale), and went to a concert at the capitol with a violl. And for 45 minutes my siblings and I sat around waiting for our parents, who were supposedly on their way to meet us, but got 'caught up' in a show without 'realizing'. This is what happens when your parents turn into empty nesters- they leave their children abandoned on family trips.

Other things included getting to call Tommy Thomas for most of the trip, which I never fail to enjoy, and getting to meet my Uncle's new wife, Rebecca, who was very sweet and nice. And getting to be told by Mana that she thinks I'm the granddaughter most like her (YES!) and by Amy that "no one can not like Erin!" Wow. I feel special indeed. Amy should realize though, that she is probably the most like me. Oh Amy. I like having a cousin 10 years younger than me who reminds me of me. Weird- in 10 years she'll be my age and nice and mature(ish) and in the middle of college, and I'll be 30, doing who knows what (except probably popping out babies, according to facebook comments on the Redneck Christmas Party photos).

And, of course, we got our christmas tree, and I got to set up the crèche (on the piano- and still barely enough room!) And I even hung up some of the fragile ornaments! I was so scared. hah. And we even had a meal with the whole family at the dinner table before we ran off in separate directions again.

And I suppose now I should head down to the dreaded ATI...