When you're sick...

Being sick with a cold is always an interesting experience.  Your true personality seems to ooze out, not unlike your sick nose.  I like to sound whiny or try out my falsetto when I'm sick.  Its also one of the few times where my French sounds great because I am more nasal than normal.

Things I love when I am sick:

• orange juice
• soup
• frozen pizza
• any food, let's be honest

Update on the semester

I loved this book!

Theatre of the Absurd -- what more can be said?

Almost done with this one.  I have about 30 pages left and am still trying to figure out the plot.

This is the last one on the list.  I haven't started it because it hasn't been shipped yet.

Since I last wrote about this literature course I'm taking, I've read more works and written more papers.  You'll never catch me thanking the French for Existentialism or Theatre of the Absurd. Aside from those minor and forgivable flaws the French are still numéro un in my book.  The end of this course is now in sight.  I have 1 book that I'm nearly done with and another that I have to read, plus papers for both and finally a dissertation to sum up the whole semester.  This dissertation is already blocked out and I may have it done before the next book. We shall see, as I may have shot myself in the foot for allowing that thought to be expressed publicly.

Great Grandma's 100th Birthday

Mom, Erin, Me, Great Grandma, Dad

Most of the Great Grandchildren:

Me, Kevin, Kenny, Melissa, Christie, Great Grandma, Ashley, Erin.

Me, Great Grandma and Erin.

As mentioned in a previous post, my great grandmother just turned 100. It was a small gathering because her friends could not attend--since they are all, well, you know. Anyhow, we had a lovely time seeing the rest of the family and celebrating this milestone together. We had cake and ice cream for this reception.