There are actually twelve days of Christmas. The last day of Christmas is January 6th. Count back 12 days from that, and you have the first day of Christmas. I would imagine, for those that don’t want to count backward, that the first day of Christmas is December 24th. Didn’t know there was something behind the whole 12 Days of Christmas song did you?
I am sure some did.
On the first day of my four day Christmas (okay, it actually does not start until tomorrow), I received a gift of an A- in the dreaded science class. When I calculated the weight of the class against the possible scores in the class I’d (allegedly) earned a low B. However, I am sure the class had a slight curve or I did slightly better than I thought I did and the outcome is an A-. I have to admit, the grade makes up for a lot of crapolla.
Erin got an A.
Erin’s parents made it into town. They left for the airport from their house early this morning. That was fun. Erin and I (two hours earlier) were still awake and I jumped when her phone started singing her mom’s song. I looked at the phone and asked, “Is anything wrong,” thinking it was actually her brother and forgetting that his ring is very different from her mother’s ring. I don’t know what her dad’s ring sounds like, at all. I also don’t remember what my ring is. It used to be Sting’s Englishman in New York, but I think it’s been changed a few times since then.
Actually, this morning I got up after about four hours of sleep (and no, I have no idea how I am still going once the caffeine pill I took wore off) to meet with Jordan so we could go and get him some software. I am a student. Software is cheapest for students. Go figure.
He was late. Said he miscalculated what it would take him to run errands by not accounting for snow.
It snowed last night.
Not the really cool, soft fluffy, what Utah is known for snow; but hard, ice crystal, sticks to everything and creates a mini-glacier in the driveway kind of snow. Not a lot of accumulation; and at the same time, something I still got to shovel to get Erin’s car out of the driveway. We wanted to get the oil changed and her tires rotated today.
ErinErin decided to come out and do some shoveling. I gave her my coat gloves (not very thick) and then watched as she finished up the shoveling on the driveway I hadn’t gotten to. At that point (or thereabouts) Jordan showed up, Erin went to Costco to buy “stuff” (to include ice salt for the driveway and walkway to our door) while Jordan and I took off for BYU.
We met up with James. Erin bought salt, 2 oz cups for me on Sundays (12,000 which if you take the sacrament 48 times a year equates to exactly 250 years… in case you were curious how long it would take me to go through these cups with our primary purpose in mind) while James, Jordan and I bought software, looked at computers, and then ate some lunch.
Then Jordan and I went back to my house, installed some of the software on my computer (macbook) transferred data back onto my external hard drive from his (he loaned his to me for this purpose) after I formatted my hard drive to speak to my computer.
Jordan watched Back to the Future – a movie, incidentally, that Erin has never seen. Jordan laughed. Erin looked like she was enjoying herself. She shared that she’d not seen these movies before marriage, Casablanca, or the Indiana Jones movies. Now that I’ve gotten to know her a lot better, I can understand this, but still… it’s shocking to me when I think about it.
Once upon a time I had some requirements for marriage. There was a list of movies:
- Casablanca
- Back to the Future trilogy
- Ronin
- Grosse Pointe Blank
- High Fidelity
- Rear Window
- and etc.
The list actually goes on. I was aghast that Erin hadn’t seen the movies I thought were important. Moreover, I have a list of books I want people to read as well. She has not read many of them; but then, I don’t force books on people so much. We still fit together.
Over the past couple of weeks, though, we’ve been reading Y/A books. Young adult for the uninitiated. I read The Golden Compass which, apparently, Jordan not only read but also the entire series. I liked the book. He wanted to discuss protagonists (what have I gotten myself into by introducing this kid to actual terms and what they really mean???), whereas, I was interested in Lyra and ice bears and the adventure. Erin (I think) started the book today.
Today, I picked up the copy of Coraline we bought a week or so ago. She read that.
Last week she also read Bras and Broomsticks which was nice. Apparently (and I recall thinking this when I first read the book) the first chapter is less than dross. It should’ve been dropped from the book altogether.
Anyway, I did fix In Order to Write. So, no more of that terrible Flash animation. Wow. All that work only to have me deride my own creation. What am I coming to?
I still have Frogs and French Kisses to read and Richard Aleas’s book that I started reading and tossed aside when I picked up John Zakour’s latest book The Blue-Haired Bombshell. Outside of that, the reading is going well and the writing is okay. More details (hopefully) in the next couple of days over at IOTW.
Beyond that, I expect that I will be updating over the next few days. There are some topics I want to cover. Who knows?
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