I take back the invitation in that last post, because I will no longer be enjoying an extra long Christmas vacation: I changed my major! On the third class day. Good grief, it's about time and the good thing is that I didn't wait any longer. But two and a half years though, gee, that's quite a while. My teaching internship would've started this semester and
just thinking of spending so much time in an elementary school while taking intensive classes for the next three months finally struck pure dread in my heart. Elementary Education -> Sociology. From surety to uncertainty, in terms of career. Out of the frying pan, but into where?
Our dear friend and roommate Erin Hazel is finally back from Spain! Things have changed, but we're all still finding out in what ways. But seriously, this past week, I would just crack huge silly smiles in the middle of life whenever I thought about her return.
Over the break I decided to become a camper/backpacker and I just about have all the gear, minus a tent. Rachel, Emily and I drove over to Pedernales Falls on Saturday to do some hiking. It was a beautiful day for walking, scrambling and exploring the riverbed, complete with little sinkholes and pools of clear blue-green water. I enjoyed myself, but not more than, say, an well made film or fellowship with friends. Nature is not my god, and I am ashamed of once putting it on that pedestal. It has a place underneath what is truly worthy of devotion.
The girls of 4314 made scalloped sweet potatoes and double cornbread tonight. What hits! There's something about cooking together that is so communal in bringing people together. Or I just stole that from
Eve's Revenge. Anyway, it's fun trying new recipes and nothing brings vitality to a house more than life, in the form of loved ones and friends, bustling and noisy. It's late, I promise you a more interesting entry for later.