The aforementioned book is very good so far and if you are at all interested in history and/or beverages, then you will probably enjoy this book. I really like to learn about the origins of things and how they became what we know today. I’m endlessly fascinated by this. Especially if they involve social customs or rituals.

I once again journeyed to the Suwannee Room for lunch. I must say, my second visit was better than my first. Today I had a piece of baked chicken, mixed veggies, and mashed potatoes with a white gravy. All very tasty. I should not, however, have eaten that cookie because I now feel sort of full and my stomach is slightly gurgly.

Yesterday I managed to injure myself twice. The first was partly Todd’s fault, partly my own, and partly Ash’s. Todd ran to the full extent – 16 feet – of his retractable leash and came up behind me, where the tether rubbed against the back of my knee, right where it bends. This resulted in quite a nasty burn, which is hurting today each and every time I bend my leg. The second was definitely my fault for not looking but my aunt’s dog’s fault for chewing on the rug. I accidentally stepped on a few exposed carpet tacks as I walked from the kitchen to the hallway. I didn’t think it hurt at first but I looked down to find two small punctures that were bleeding. It hurts to put pressure on my right heel. And I just realized that I tried to place blame on both of these wounds, even if it was me. Why must we always point a finger when something goes wrong? Human nature, I guess.

I have French in a little over an hour. This makes me happy because I am so excited to be understanding and learning this language. I am more motivated this semester also, which makes a huge difference.  Then I get to go home and relax.