This will be the first of many officially titled "This is How I Feel About" posts. Not because you care, but because I do.
So this is how I feel about this upcoming Christmas (in fifteen (WHAT?) days).
The first thing I feel is annoyed. Who spends three Christmases in Pensacola? Three. Oh how I swore that I would not spend more than two. Oh how the Husband Aviator and I laughed at the ridiculous possibility of it all in our youth and naivety. Oh how the Navy will work so very hard to thwart your hopes and expectations. Oh. Ho. Ho.
The second thing I feel is a bit unmotivated, after this Fall. Let's review, shall we? New puppy who was not so good at the housebreaking, starting grad school full time, working part time, leading a study, having a Husband Aviator finishing advanced and not being able to get pregnant for the stinkin' life of me... and then finals. I passed the housebreaking the dog final, passed the part time work final, passed the study-leading final, passed three grad school finals so far and failed the baby-making final (again) with only an Epidemiology final to go till I collapse and say, "Please someone decorate my house for Christmas and bring me some damn eggnog."
Finally, I feel very grateful. For the following reasons: 1) I love Christmas and it got cold in Pensacola, so it really feels like late Fall (it never feels like winter in Pensacola, but I'll take what I can get). (2) Barnes and Nobles time with the Husband Aviator because I'm *almost* done with finals and he won't be busy for long because... (3) He is getting his wings next week! The Navy is done torturing him with pushed back wingings and the Hus is going to be all grown up next week. For which I am so proud and so grateful. Joy to the World, Let Jon receive his wings.
And also Joy to the World because the Lord is come, which is, admittedly more important, but I'm not one to pass up a pun if it has the potential to make me look clever.
Now I am going to go study diarrheal disease (I couldn't wait to tell you all that!) so that I can pass my final and refill the home with carbohydrates and mistletoe.