no shoes, no shirt, no problems

a short, but sweet, snyopsis of the past few weeks:

- the ladies in hicks now ask me if i want honey. that's right, i said hicks. katie and chelsea, be proud. i'm transcended both cafeterias. (and on a "i now love hicks" note, they always have honey. MAP often doesn't.)
- valentine's day was delightful.
- pirates is going well. dr. dixon has started signing off his emails to me as "JD," which seems like a big step in our relationship. he comes to rehearsal for the first time tonight. let's hope i prove him right.
- courtship & marriage is maybe one of the best classes i've ever taken here. i'm quite sure that's because i'm a COMM major. but still. dr. jones = insightful brilliance. if i had known that man earlier, i think i would have stuck with my once thought of intention of becoming a SOCI major.
- kayla and i are having a sleepover on friday night. ALJA:KJLKFD:OIWEJKCNFHDSHK. very excited.
- i'm going to orlando in 9 days. LKJ:OIUEOIJKMNA:SLK:DJAD. i am literally aching for time with my family. this will also be our first family vacation where there is a "significant other" that comes along. which i'm excited about. it makes me feel old. but excited.

so much more to say. but dinner calls. dinner in hicks, nonetheless. i hear there's chicken . . .