And we trieth again...

The facts:

1) I am discontented with my life.
2) I need a change.
3) I'm trying to come up with other points, but I don't have any, so I suppose, it really boils down to that.

The reinvention of a blog is always an entertaining event. I've been writing online since high school.  I cringe to think about some of what I wrote all those years ago. I think I'd rather not remember.  Regardless, I realized that what I like most about blogging is the ability to just punch together lots of random bits of interesting stuff and call it a day. Do you realize that most people now DO blog? I would argue that it happens mostly on facebook. Think about everything you share, it's almost a daily retrospective of your life!

Hence writing here. My uncle just yesterday described me in an email to my mother as "percipient," as in someone who is good at perceiving things. Hilarious given that I rarely think I do that well at all. However, I did find it a bit amusing because he made this jump as a direct result of the tag line in my email, which is where the title of the blog came from. Good 'ol Jane Austen, she never fails me.

I am a day away from Christmas break and work is just sucking my soul dry. Students are gone and I find myself spending an inordinate amount of time cruising Amazon, even though, as of yesterday, I am completely done with shopping (oh thank you dear lord).

In other news, break is going to be spent making things: namely THIS and THESE, have you ever seen anything more delicious in your life?! I don't even like nuts all that much but I want to eat about 10,000 of these.

Also in the works? Well here's the thing. My family is middle eastern, and I've been trying, for years, to figure out how to cook good Arabic food. Not to say I can't, I can, but there are certain things that are just so elusive I have decided to sit down with this particular book that I intend to pinch from my mother (except hers is about 30 years old and in delightfully dog-earned condition) and cook obscene amounts of food. My students will be my guinea pigs, though by the way they completely housed the food I made for our holiday party, I'm guessing they're not going to mind too much.