Three Inches is Perfect

It's 60 degrees today and rainy. Yesterday it was 70. No white christmas at all...not that I'm complaining. For me, the perfect amount of snow is about 3 inches. Just enough to cover the worst dreary bits of ground so that I'm not trapped between muddy ground and dead grasses and sky that's the color of hangover.

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Christmas was really delightful, pressie wise. Aaron, Tommy, Eric, Ashley & I did our gift exchange last Monday night and it was fun. Some of the pressies will be making the pilgrimage to Warren-Wilson with me: the Go-Go, Kill Bill action figure that Aaron got me along with the ceramic bride and decapitated groom he found at Dollar Tree (really, it's fantastic...I was more than delighted); the pop-up of book of Celebrity Meltdowns (thanks shlee!); the collected letters of Bishop and Lowell (which I'm holding off reading while I'm finishing my homework...but god it's just sitting on the table taunting me...) and a plug in heated coffee mug that Santa left for me at Tommy's house.

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This week is going to be a lot of crazy: getting as much work stuff squared away as I can so I can leave without feeling guilty; car service, hair cut, little last minute things to buy that I might need while I'm gone. Last week I was all twitterpated...wishing for more time before going for residency, feeling various free-floating anxieties...but now I'm ready to go. I'm excited.