Post-Thanksgiving

I've stopped taking notes in history classes. There's no point to the notes; I'm not going to be here for the exams and my essays are done, so really, when am I ever going to use them? Never. That's when. Plus I hate taking notes. I can't listen and write at the same time. So instead, I sit in class and draw little pictures, and I make lists of people that I need to buy presents for, and what I am going to make for the Christmas party that I am co-hosting next week (bread pudding, truffles, and wassail.) I feel like it is a good use of my time.

Thanksgiving was the my big obstacle. And now it's over, and I'm relieved and ridiculously proud of myself. Relieved because now I don't have to think about it any more ever again. And ridiculously proud of myself because I made (on my own, single-handedly, with-no-help) *ahem*:
two roast chickens, apple-raisin stuffing, buttery pan rolls, pecan pie, apple crisp, walnut-cranberry-blue-cheese salad, sweet potatoes (delicious), and cranberry sauce! (Hold for applause).

And I arranged a cheese and cracker plate!

Whew.

It was a good day, and now I am done. But now the time is really flying by, which makes me both happy and sad. Thanksgiving was the hump in my semester. Now that I'm over the hump, I feel like I need to start paying attention to every little thing so that I don't forget any of it.

And in the spirit of not forgetting, here is a picture of my all time favorite shop window in Derry. I walked by it every day for two weeks without taking a picture. But I finally did, because I don't want to forget it. I don't even know what this store sells (lamps? Home decor?) but they sure do know how to decorate a window:

Now that's class!