Sunday, March 30, 2008

Jane Austen Watch Party

I am quite put out! As a consequence for taking on six classes (five of which are English), I am sitting here, on a perfectly lovely Sunday afternoon, working my fingers raw by doing homework. It is vexation to say the very least. I find myself doubly unhappy because tonight is Jane Austen Watch Party night.

I have several friends who all share a common appetite for works by the authoress Jane Austen. This season, PBS has remade most of the Jane Austen films. While it may seem comical, my friends and I meet every Sunday evening for tea and dessert. It is an evening of indulgence and entertainment. Without reserve, we sit around and criticize or complete the work upon its completion.

Today, I am irritable and loathing the sight of my monstrous texts. It is a grievous thing to miss the Jane Austen Watch Party.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Road Trips

My older sister and I decided to take a trip to Dallas this weekend. We both have been a little overwhelmed lately. She works in a CPA firm, which is less than easy during tax season, and I have been drowning in my six classes this semester. A weekend of fun visiting a friend sounded fabulous, so we threw some stuff in her car and headed south.

Somewhere between Oklahoma City and Norman, our poor foresight struck us. We had not really thought about it being Friday night traffic on Spring Break, nice. We seriously almost died once and got hit about ten times. It was insanity on I-35! About two hours into our trip, we were just past Norman. In short, traffic was wretched.

We were about to get grumpy, but a mixed CD, a stop at Starbucks, and a series of humorous events getting gas in Ardmore helped us pull ourselves back together. We laughed, talked, and sang our lungs out all the way to Dallas.

Looking back, this road trip helped me gain a little perspective. The last couple of weeks, I have been less than thrilled with life. Between work and school, life has not been fun. Normally, I’m a pretty happy person, but I’ve become grumpy and irritable. Life is a lot like I-35. It is busy and often unpleasant. You can let it turn you into a grouchy person, or you can rise about the situation. What is happening on the road may be crumby, but what takes place in the car can still be fun.