Idle Hands are the Idlers Excuse to do NOTHING

Thanksgiving was invented by a very wonderful person who loved [senior college]students.
Forget the Pilgrims (i.e. my entire family, but that’s another blog) and Indians and cornucopias of Puritanical vegetables (fact: I don’t know what that is supposed to mean…)
Ahhh, aren’t they so… awkward?
Thanksgiving was invented by someone, I’m going to go with my granddaddy Speake, who thought “Prithee, Let us create a holiday wherewith our future children’s children will be able to rest whilst preparing for their last two weeks of a semester of university, which they will all attend, regardless of sex or color”.
Right, I made that up again; but still… I would like to believe that my ancestors were that forward thinking… especially since they had escaped English oppression and managed not to die on the Mayflower and were trying to live free of discrimination. Or something.
Don’t get me wrong, I am all for telling people what I’m grateful for (i.e. myself and mirrors)
but where I am in life a week-long break from classes, roommates and the desire to shower (which I would never be able to manage, since I can’t go more than 10 hours sans a bath) is a mighty wonderful gift from my ancestors the Pilgrims. Especially since Christmas holidays start in just THREE weeks!
Yes, I had planned to get A LOT done during my week off, but that just didn’t happen. With managing school, work, pre-senior recital stuff, a social life and a crippling Bollywood obsession I was just burnt out. So I literally did not leave the couch. All week. Except to shower. And eat. And go to work. And change Shahrukh Khan DVDs.
But it was all worth it. I feel recharged and ready to take on the world.
And, in an effort to not appear totally ungrateful, here is a list of things I am very thankful for, from this week:
1. My roommates (of which there are 5) were gone for the ENTIRE week. It wasn’t more than an hour from when the last one left and I got my hands on the freezer/fridge. That thing is clean and organized and sparkling. Also, with all of them gone, I was able to keep the apartment clean for a week… not impressive if you know me, but with 5 other people running around all the time it’s hard to keep on top of stuff like that. :) That said, I do love them, darling
roommates.
Before… I know, I know… though it might be good to mention that the ONLY things of MINE in the entire fridge are the two bottles of Martinelli’s, quart of pineapple and orange pop in the upper right corner… which might say more about me than I want it to.

After! I am, it has to be said, an organizational genius and goddess.
Oh, and I like to throw moldy things away, whereas my roommates like to hold onto them…
And, my shelf of stuff is very nicely displayed in this shot. Enjoy it people.
Judge me if you must.

The freezer. I hate it. It’s small, dark and the “before” pic did not survive. Use your imaginations based off of the fridge, it will probably get you close. Again, I don’t claim a bag or box in the freezer.

2. Skype. Not only was I able to sit in on both HUGE family Thanksgivings on the other coast of the US (which was kind of weird) I was also able to participate in the annual family watching of “National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation”, which is a must-watch when stuffed to the ears with turkey and corn and potatoes.

I have a very colorful background. I’m just noticing that.
3. Snow. I know you’re all thinking “What?! She hates snow!” True, I dislike it, but for it being the end of November and it’s JUST starting to fall (compared to September, typcially) I was happy to see it… especially since the town was emptied of students and I didn’t have to worry about idiots driving on it…. since you know, Idahoans don’t use road salt or snow plows. EVER.
Don’t bee fooled. All that snow fell in aprox. 15 minutes… and it kept falling.

4. Unlimited and unbiased free-reign of the family room’s big TV and better sound system to watch Bollywood until I couldn’t take it any more (and after a point, I did have to switch to English-language films… but only for a little bit). There was noting better than curling up on
the couch in my CLEAN house to watch a bit of Shahrukh and revel in the general cleanliness.
Typical post-shower, Martinelli’s grasping Bollywood watching pose.

Incase you wanted a panorama of my apartment… it does look lovely, if over decorated (in my opinion)
Ahhh, Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi, though everyone hates you, I don’t.
I will continue to watch you three times in-a-row, every time I put you in my DVD player.

5. Black Friday. Enough said. I promised myself I wouldn’t spend money, uhh, yeah, epic fail on my part. $250 dollars and a packed car full of bags later (err, exactly 20 minutes later. I’m really fast in a mall) I was singing another tune… namely “I’m in so much trouble now, I need a personal accountant who will chop off my fingers when I spend money”. BUUUUT, I did score a lot of things I really needed and these super hot earrings… which will be useful either when I attend the Oscars or appear as a bride in my Indian wedding (should that ever happen).

HOLI

I’m finally talking about Holi… (I have the time, I am “finishing” a research paper to turn in in 2 hours instead of going to Ear Training…it’s 60% true…but I have to take study breaks…and I’m just editing at this point anyway…geez, I love to justify.)

I went down to Spanish Fork this weekend and had a part mental holiday (my own hotel room for 2 days and 2 nights = heaven) and part Indian cultural experience where I connected to my inner Indian (not so much inner as all encompassing, but still I have to allow that I’m white white white and no fraction of Indian what-so-ever).

Anyway, I went to Krishna’s temple around noon-ish and wandered around for a LONG time (the color throwing didn’t start until 5). I ate copious amounts of Indian food (and paid for it the next day, I might add) and went CRAZY shopping at all the booths and tents set up…I bought TWO saris (one really nice one, one “everyday” type), TWO veils/scarves, TWO shirts a package of bindis and a bed cover. I had to stop myself from buying more…but I am proud of my bounty. I took most of it to my car, except for one of my scarves which I wore and a bindi. I looked miraculously ethnic. Afterwards I explored more, looked at the llama farm, went to a puja at the temple…ate more food.

They had constant music and entertainment in the form of belly dancers and dance troupes. It was so wonderful…granted I was the only whitey in the sea of brown actually watching it, but hey, those are my people, that’s my culture…as much as I want it to be. I can’t explain it, it speaks to me. Anyway, while sitting in the grass watching someone recreate Devdas I was suddenly absorbed by a group of people I worked with this summer! It was spectacular. There were perhaps a million people there and they just happened to sit in front of me! It was a great moment of hugging, catching up and other such nonsense. At the same time my friend JLowe finally arrived and she came to sit with me too.

When the throwing finally started, we (our now large group) were right in the middle of it. Instantly with the start of the throwing it was impossible to see, smell, or hear. I got a mouth and eye full of chalk (green colored) and couldn’t see my hand enough to throw back my colors in retaliation. It was probably the happiest moment of my life. …No, that came later when a group of Desi men caught me outside the big mosh-pit of color throwing and shouted something to the effect of “Hey hottie, we’re going to get you!” (I speak enough Hindi to glom on to most conversations…so I know what you’re saying!) and dumped an ENTIRE BAG of yellow down my shirt and threw a fistful of orange in my face. I choked on that for about 5 minutes and couldn’t see for ten but I was laughing during the whole process.

After about 7:30 I tried to dust off as much as possible and got in my car to head back to my hotel. I was thankful I had gotten there early and parked on the Temple grounds…there were cars parked up to 7 MILES away!

And I’ll just say this…I’m STILL blowing purple out of my nose…!
BeforeJLoweand I Afterwards!