Well, it's sad to say, but Thanksgiving break is no more. Molly and I had a blast down in Peachtree City hangin' out with her family. The for-real poker table was a nice touch . . . along with the three victories . . . ahem, ahem. And to top it all off, I got to watch the Georgia Bulldogs beat the Georgia Tech Yellowjackets (big in-state rivals, for those of you who may not be aware) with my wonderful mother out in Snellville. Molly wasn't
quite as excited as I was, but she tried her best, and that's all that counts.
So remember how I told you all about that Philosophy of Mind paper that I was worried about? From the "updates and funny pictures for everyone post":
I handed in a huge paper yesterday, and to be perfectly honest, I'm afraid it might be one of the worst papers I've written in a while. And what's worse . . . it counts as 65% of my final grade in this class. So, as you continue to pray for Mom's recovery (see below), pray that this paper is actually a lot better than I feel like it is.
Well, I got it back today and, as it turns out, I actually
did do a lot better than I expected I would.
Technically, this was supposed to be a "polished early draft," to which Dr. Nahmias would suggest revisions. We hand in our final draft in a week or two. So on
this draft, he didn't really give us a grade
per se, but he did give us a general idea of what grade we
would have gotten if that
were our final draft. And, apparently, my paper is "already in the A-range."
So, I'll correct the few technical problems, insert another paragraph or two responding to an objection he raises, and that'll be that. That should secure me a solid A in that class . . . and
hopefully, a strong letter of recommendation next year when I apply to schools.
Mom's doing well. We went to church with her yesterday and she went out of her way to
discourage a few people from making meals for her. For those of you who have prayed (or continue to pray) for her, pray specifically that the wound itself heals quickly. My mother is the world's slowest healer. I swear, she's got bruises on her body from the 70's. So there's no telling how long a serious surgical wound will take to heal . . . and I'm sure after a while that'll just get really,
really annoying for her.
One of Molly's co-workers cracked a joke today that implied that her Christmas bonus might even be down near $50. So pray that that chick is crazy. If in July, the company had over $100,000 put aside for Christmas bonuses,
and there are only 40-or-so employees,
and everyone, including the president of the company, has spent the last few months
raving about Molly, but Molly only gets a $50 Christmas bonus, . . . well, no Christmas presents for Clementine, that's for sure.
Again, I hope everyone had a lovely holiday. Here's looking forward to Christmastime.
p.s., Just 5(ish) more weeks until CMS Chris C. Stanifer's triumphant return.