Word Stew

I like the smell of fall. Sure, we don't REALLY have autumn in California, but it does get a little colder. The air and aura of fall confuses me. It's crisp, yet warm.

The Choi family is having Thanksgiving dinner tonight so I'll be having my third thanksgiving meal this week. It feels a bit odd not to have Thanksgiving dinner at Mon's everyday this week like the past years. Thanksgiving is a week-long-feasting-holiday at the Morales home.

This week, Mama Morales declared Monday as Thanksgiving so that the left-overs would only stay in the fridge for about four days, so she could free up space for all the food to come on Friday (Papa and Mama Morales' 25th wedding anniversary - renewal of vows). Now, there's a woman who plans. The holidays work around her schedule. I heart Mama Morales.

We studied materialism last Friday for small group. I couldn't stay until the end, so I'm not sure if I really experienced the fullness of that lesson; however, it's been an enlightening week. I can regulate my spending by sticking to my budget, but I realized that I think or worry about money a lot. So, I've been trying to catch myself and meditate on Philippians 4:6-7.

Well, going along with materialism... here are some things on my "to get" list:

• contact solution: I've been using Mansoo's
• knitting needles: I can't seem to find them. I know I packed them when I came back from London, but now they are nowhere to be found. I really liked them. I used them so much last year; we bonded. I'm going to look one last time. I don't want to just abandon my old ones; they felt so comfortable.
• nail polish remover (?): I let Miae paint my nails, but they're pink. Barbie pink. :/ Plus, she drew little flowers and put a little sparkly thing in the middle. I feel so ... pink.
  

I certainly haven't been shoping for any new shoes
And I certainly haven't been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot and by foot it's a slow climb
But I'm good at being uncomfortable so I can't stop changing all the time