2. Pitching my dissertation topic idea to my major professor. She was excited about it. Which made me excited about it. Which made me feel like God is good. I came into this program not having the foggiest. And now I know.
3. Grading midterms. Ay, caramba. How can I love teaching with the same passion that I hate grading?
4. Reading, reading, reading.
5. Editing my former professor's manuscript. And getting a check in the mail from a famous Ivy League (now her place of employment) as the fruit of my labor. The money's nice, but getting an envelope in the mail with anything in it from that place is kind of awesome.
6. Writing an article soon to be featured in a Pentecostal publication near you.
7. Eating all kinds of Caribbean delights at this new Puerto Rican restaurant that at opened up downtown. Tostones, maduros, arroz con habichuelas, yuca frita . . . yezzir. Or rather, sí, señor.
8. Rocking my boots. When I start rocking my boots . . . see, y'all don't know nothin' 'bout that.
9. Volunteering once a week at my church's preschool to teach the little ones Spanish mini-lessons.
10. Remembering how much Anointed used to be my jam. I've been humming this one all day today:
8. Rocking my boots. When I start rocking my boots . . . see, y'all don't know nothin' 'bout that.
9. Volunteering once a week at my church's preschool to teach the little ones Spanish mini-lessons.
10. Remembering how much Anointed used to be my jam. I've been humming this one all day today:
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