Back track two weeks. I lost my planner. Did you hear that..? MY PLANNER. My holy grail of all planner planners that is broken up daily into 15 minute intervals, color coded, and perfect. I mean, as soon as Malinda Millikan introduced me to said planner, the $20 it would take me to acquire such an amazing book seemed like chump change... even though I could have one heck of a Thursday night at the Boog with that.... just saying.
SO.. I lost my planner. I'm sure everyone I'm close to grew tired of me having mild panic attacks when I would remember it was gone. I mean, that thing holds everything I need to remember. I depend on that about as much as I depend on coffee... which is a BIG deal... ugggggh.
Forward to this morning. I woke up at 9 to register for my LAST semester of classes. LAST! SO bittersweet... but more on that later. I had a voicemail from Konya, one of the ladies I work with (another reason why I love my job) and she had found MY PLANNER! It was perched on the podium of Glass 108. Go figure, our chapter meeting room sucked my planner in. I actually jumped up and down and danced. Thank god my boyfriend already loves me, because they amount of excitement I showed about having my planner back would make even some of the nerdiest and over programmed gentlemen run. He just told me to go away... charming!
Needless to say, life is back to normal! :)
So Diane Challenge for the day. What am I thankful for today?
Post #2: November 5, 2010
My Family. My family is insane, and loving and spread out all over the country. :( The best thing about them is that although they are far away, they still are in contact with me. Constantly. Actually, I don't think I could ever escape them, even if I tried. Thanks to facebook and twitter, virtually no part of my life is kept from my family, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I mean, I even get constant text messages from them. My aunt and uncle and my mom send me texts.Mostly fun facts, pictures from vacations and friendly reminders that I should "pay your car insurance!" BUT my favorite ones by far are: "EMILY ANNE: CALL. NOW."
Yeah, love you mom!
In all seriousness, my family is pretty dang awesome. We're nontraditional, quirky and our love for holidays like Halloween is so creepy it's probably unnatural, but hey, whatevs, we just throw way better parties.
They also taught me some pretty solid values, like:
Mind your p's and q's.
Elbows off the table (my step dad apparently used to stab my step brothers with his fork when they did this. Glad we met him post this phase..)
Never, ever be a Yankees fan.
The northeast, in all endeavors, is superior to most other parts of the country.
The stars are not reversed because we now live below the mason dixon line... thanks mom.
There's usually an actual screen when there is screen door present.
Baking without measuring things is something only Gram does. Don't try it. Doesn't work.
Uncle Danny will always take the scenic route anywhere we travel.
Barnstable fair is like a holiday in itself.
You can't touch us when it comes to cooking.... anything.
No trip is complete without at least one stop at a Dunkin Donuts.
A car with a "manual" transmission is a Stick. Only nerds say "manual." Thanks Rara
A godmother is actually a fairy godmother, and may only give you gifts with sparkles. Or bobbles...
The only acceptable gifts for a yankee swap or stocking exchange are in fact, not practical and will probably make fun of something you would only ever let your family make fun of you for.
The Ming is holy ground. This is not debatable. In fact, that would be blasphemy
Seriously. They're the reason I have made it all the way to my senior year in college. They're the reason I have manners, respect and a positive outlook on life. They taught me that those who work hard are the most rewarded, and that if you go through life without a sense of humor, it's not really worth living (plus, you would never survive a family gathering.) So here is to all of you! You who raised me, watched me grow, make mistakes and learn from them, and help me when it got too hard to go alone. To you who called me skinny minnie and "no butt emmy" (a nickname you promised you would use as I walked down the isle on my wedding day.. of course)
I have the best family, who would be there for me no matter the mileage. For them I am thankful not just today, but every damn day of my life.
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