I'll be home for Christmas...

Oh, and in case you haven't heard, I do believe I'll be making the treacherous flight home to Louisiana for the Christmas holidays. The best part about this is that I will get to see the people who I miss and who miss me the most. Also, in fact, I will get to see people who I didn't get to see before I left (i.e. Chassidy and Michelle). Everyone is important to see but at the top of my list are my darling nephew Kenny and my darling niece Emma Jane. I love those little babes so much! I am learning how to love children again. When I went to college I removed myself from knowing little children and got really weird around kids. I attribute this to my education. The more I learned, the more independent I became, and the more independent I became, the less babies sounded like a good idea to me. Needy little things that whine and cry a lot and grow inside you like an alien are are carriers of disease. I'm pretty sure working in the food service industry didn't help because of the bad parents who would let their children do anything including put things in their mouths, run around screaming, and not pick up after these messy brats. In the last few years I've regained my senses to realize that children can be very wonderful with the right parent(s). I absolutely adore both Emma Jane and Kenny and I wouldn't want to live without them in my life. This does not mean I've decided to have any babes of my own, but playing with other people's kids is down right okay with me.

I talked to Ashley yesterday (Emma Jane's mommy) and she told me that Emma Jane drew me a picture and wrote me a letter! She then tried to shove it out the mail slot on the door assuming that would work. Ashley had to explain that it needed an envelope and a stamp to make it to me. Apparently little Miss Emma Jane also put her raincoat and rainboots on and said she was going to France to find me. I just love her! Kenny doesn't know who I am really and he can't talk either, so I don't expect to be hearing from him anytime soon, but maybe I'll be able to skype him soon!

Other things I'm looking forward to: Seeing my parents, seeing my grandma, seeing my brothers, seeing my pups, seeing my friends, late night fast food, Chimes, Cane's, peanut butter and jelly, American junk food, movies in English, Christmas dinner/breakfast/foods, drinking wine with my dad, bickering with my mom, calling my mom "mom," hugging my brother while he looks at me with disgust, using my iPhone to make phone calls...and the list goes on. One surprising thing that I'm actually looking forward to is listening to Christmas music. Normally I hate it, but I cannot wait to go over to my dad's house and have that place lit up like nothing you've seen before with 7 dogs running around under my feet and Christmas music blaring. It'll be fantastic. It's funny how sometimes you miss the most simple of things. Example: I talk to my mother almost everyday on FB chat, but I always call her "Maman" or "Mommy" or "Mother" or something like that, but when I'm at home I almost always call her "Mom." I just miss being able to call her mom. Also, I def plan on bringing back lots of American junk food to share with my fellow assistants. Score.