Happy New Year! Here's a face punching story.

I am done with my grad classes from hellhellhell. I can do things other than grad classes. (Except for Tuesday nights when I have grad class next semester.) Happiness doesn't begin to cover it.
SO... this also means that I am now able to write about things OTHER than hating my grad class and things my kids say at school, thus hopefully avoiding the embarrassingly long periods of time between posts as of late. Thank GOODNESS. *sigh of relief*

Christmas was very good. I got to spend lots of time with my family and Ryan's and got many nice presents. I got lots of things in support of aid to Africa- a tote bag made out of a feed sack (which happens to be in the scroll bar on the right as things that I would like), a pink solar powered flashlight from Ry that also donates one to a needy person in Africa, and a red iPod Shuffle that is a RED product which also gives a portion to support the AIDS crisis in Africa. WHICH lead me into my next continuously growing topic, "People I wish I could actually punch in the face."

Ryan's parents got me a Gap gift card for Christmas which was a great present because I completely love Gap. I have been wanting one of their Product Red t-shirts for months, but just haven't bought one. So, I decided to use my gift card for this and bought this fabulous shirt. As I was picking one out, this girl and guy walked by and the girl says:

"I know it sounds super mean, but I'm just getting really sick of all this Red stuff."

The response to her comment I formulated in my head but obviously and unfortunately kept there:

"Yeah- kinda like the people in AFRICA are sick of DYING! FROM AIDS!" (Then I face punch her.)

Idiot.