FAIL

No, I didn't fail a class or test or anything, but I do need the word fail stamped across my forehead. I was a fail blog unto myself today. I burned my dinner because I left the stove on too hot for too long before actually putting my tortilla on the pan. Needless to say, it burned in spots and never really cooked. My food supplies are a bit low, and every little bit counts. Therefore, my dinner tonight consisted of a partially burnt and mostly raw tortilla with the chunks of cheese initially meant for what was supposed to be quesadilla on the side. FAIL

I then forgot to turn to stove off, which my roommate conveniently noticed about an hour later. FAIL

As those who are around me quite a bit know, when I get tired I develop a mild speech impediment. I couldn't get my words out straight to save my life for a good hour this evening. FAIL

I showed up very late for a group meeting because I was watching The Biggest Loser.

FAIL

After showing up late for said meeting, I proceeded to leave early in order to show up late for a visiting teaching appointing. I prepared the lesson for this appointment en route, which means the block and a half walk to her apartment building. FAIL

BUT I rocked my buttonhole sample in sewing class.

Thanksgiving break is right around the corner. Thanksgiving is quite a big deal in my family, and I fly home every year. For some really good reasons in my opinion:

and to round it all out terrible toothed me with wewe from way back when.

I certainly have a lot to be thankful for!