Outside my window... it's not hot! The past two days have been nice. Yesterday was down right chilly (yeah, I know it's like 2 degrees in KY, but for here 75 is pretty cold).
I am thinking... that the downside of living sooooo close to the store is that the taxi drivers don't want to drive you home because it's too close.
I am thankful for... our families. Jack's stocking arrived yesterday and Granny has sent the boys a Christmas package that should be here at the beginning of the week.
From the kitchen... Chicken Spaghetti in the oven (and almost done cooking), the dishes are done for the moment and it sort of doesn't look like a complete disaster for once.
I am wearing... work out pants. It took me nine months of pregnancy to remember I had a drawer full of work out clothes that I could wear while pregnant.
I am creating... fear amongst the teacher's at our school. They are so scared that Baby Jack is just going to fall out while I'm on the train or while I'm sitting in a chair studying Thai. If it were only that easy...
I am going... no where. Asher's been a little sick so we are just staying around the house trying to get him to rest.
I am reading... Stuff White People Like and realizing that between Roger and I we fit a lot of the stereotypes in the book.
I am hoping... that my language evaluation went well. Last Tuesday I recorded a conversation with my language tutor. Turns out the tape recorder didn't really work too well, so I did it again on Friday afternoon. The second time the tape recorder worked better, but I don't think I did as well.
I am hearing... The Charlie Brown Christmas album playing in the kitchen.
Around the house... Asher's napping (that's pretty much a given when I am writing a blog), Roger is preparing for his language evaluation, I'm recovering from going to the mall and to Carrefour in the same day.
One of my favorite things... Reese's Christmas trees. Thanks Mimi!
A few plans for the rest of the week: Doctor and a Thai test on Monday, MOPS Christmas party and Roger's Thai test on Tuesday morning, Christmas party at our language teacher's house on Wednesday, cookie decorating with some friends on Thursday and on Friday I am making The Pioneer Woman's Cinnamon Rolls for us to eat on Christmas morning.
Here is picture for thought I am sharing... It's been not hot, which Asher thinks is very, very cold. He insists on wearing pants, socks and shoes. If the boy owned a long sleeve shirt he would probably have been wearing it as well. By the way, not hot means a high of 85 and a low of 75. Who thinks Asher would absolutely die if he had to go back to Kentucky (current temperature: 21) right now?