Going to Spain!

So we had an awesome Christmas. My dad knit me a pair of socks! Apparently it took him the entire five months I was gone in school to finish them, but they're awesome, and warm.

And I turned 21 two days ago. One of my friends took me out to a bar at midnight to celebrate. It was pretty cool.

And according to the Consulate of Spain in Houston, my passport (with the visa affixed to it) is on it's way to my house, scheduled to arrive at 10:30am on Monday morning. So I am actually going to Spain (barring any incredible unforseen problems). Hurray!

I spent most of the day today packing. I have apparently inherited my mother's organizational sense, though I think today has proved that I have since moved far beyond the realm of "organizing". (I also made three lists.) But you can decide for yourself I suppose.

This is what my room looks like after I went through
my dresser. The rest of my clothes are either being
washed, or I have to wear them in the next six days.