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Every year I wait (semi) patiently for the return of pumpkin spice lattes at Starbucks.  I know, believe me I know, that this is not a local company but I really can’t help it.  There is something entirely perfect about the pumpkin spice latte that no other latte can touch and I have no idea why.  It has some power over me I can’t explain and the first one of the season makes me so happy.  I’m not alone – the barista making my drink the other day saw me standing creepy close to the espresso machine, just watching him make the latte like I had to memorize the details to win a prize later, and he says “Every person who has ordered one of these today has had the same exact expression on their faces.”  He didn’t have to explain, the expression is a mixture of the joy of finally being seconds away from that which you hold dear and the sadness that it isn’t in your hands yet.

After obtaining my treasure, I took it and a non-pumpkin latte (philistine) to my sister to spend some time catching up and getting our details straight for the evening ahead.  Velvet is also a fan of pumpkin spice, evidently.

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As the anthropologist in the family, I feel it’s my job to explain to my family that our family’s approach to birthdays might be a little unorthodox.  We tend to have a birthmonth rather than a birthday, which is pretty extravagant considering even Paris Hilton had a modest birthweek in celebration of her 21st.  In our family, first you have your family party, next is your birthday dinner at the restaurant of your choice, then a party or two for your friends to attend.

We tried discussing this topic further at my sister’s second birthday celebration of August, this time on her actual birthday of August 14.  For the third year in a row, we dined at El Rancho Grande in Vandalia (they said on year 5 they will give her the damn sombrero).  While eating and drinking in celebration of her birth, Beth described the party room of the location where her third and presumably final birthday celebration of 2012 will be held.  Somehow I don’t think my cultural input was taking hold…

But who cares?  Life is short – since you’re not guaranteed a certain number of birthdays when you only have one a year, you might as well have as many as you like.  Happy Birthmonth, Beth!

Today marks our 4th wedding anniversary!  To get in the spirit to celebrate, I thought I would look through some of my wedding photos.  (Of course, they are all housed safely on Facebook‘s servers if you want to browse through some more.)

It was such a beautiful spring day.  I remember that the weather was perfect, the pollen was low, and the trees had lovely purple flowers blooming.  Rev Cool, the reknowned radio DJ of WYSO’s Around the Fringe, officiated (because he’s awesome).  My sister and brother-in-law refused to listen to me and went down the aisle first so my friend Morgan ended up being my maid of honor.  3 poems were read, but I can’t remember which ones.  We read our own vows and I choked up at one point but I don’t think anyone noticed, thank goodness. 

On the way to the reception, I needed to make a stop at Winan’s for coffee because of my raging caffeine addiction.  The reception was great but I couldn’t eat as much as I wanted because my dress was a little too tight.  At the end of the night, I was so exhausted I was about to leave my husband at the club and go home to sleep but he ended up coming with me.  I vaguely remember trying to watch the Simpsons but I only made it to the menu of the DVD before falling asleep for probably 12 hours straight.  Don’t plan and execute a wedding while you have 2 part time jobs, a full class load, and want to hold on to any part of your sanity.  It just doesn’t work to your advantage. 

The next day, when I had time to unwind a little and think about things, I realized I was happy it was over even though it was fun and I got to marry my best friend.  I love you, Rob!

When you are having Christmas morning for your family, what’s the worst a pretty bad thing to happen?  You could get sick!  Like me!!1!  So in lieu of any actual content, here are some of my favorite pictures I’ve taken with my iphone from the past few weeks prepping for Christmas and working.  Someone pass the Mucinex-DayQuil-laced egg nog, please and thank you.  Also, Merry Christmas to the Christians, Catholics, and festive atheists, Happy Hanukkah to the Jewish people, Blessed Yule to the pagans, Happy Kwanzaa to the African Americans, and have a great non-celebratory coincidental family gathering to the Jehovah’s Witnesses.  Yes, I think that about covers everyone… oh and Happy Festivus for the rest of us.  Anyways, no matter what you believe or why you’re celebrating or not celebrating, I hope everyone reading this has a wonderful and peaceful holiday season.