When will they stop playing this umbrella song?

Kevo told me I´m not updating this enough, so I promise I´ll try to be better.

Last night we went to the theater, out of the pocket of that far-away institution, the University of Delaware. Two of the literature teachers brought us to see a play called Bajarse en Moro. I think it was supposed to be a comedy, and the cover of the playbill had marijuana leaves all over it. Well, if it was funny or about any sort of drugs I will never know because it was completely unintelligible. I fell asleep for some of the second half, partly due to the unending stream of Spanish slang and partly due to the seriously comfortable plush red seats.

Apparently, Little Sissy comes home from Penn State tomorrow. She would have a full week off for Thanksgiving Break... I am very jealous. Thanksgiving Break is the best weekend of the year to be in the great Cheltenham Township. Family, what are the plans for Thanksgiving this year? Perhaps we can arrange a video chat...

Also, we had a test yesterday in literature that was entirely too long and all essay questions. Boo.

Well, Monday night was Dawn´s 21st birthday party at that infamous Irish Pub, Hannigans. She and Hannigans manager, Gary Hannigan, have been planning it basically since September. It was a classy affair, which means dress and shoes and all those things I love so dearly... We spent a very full day shopping in every shoe store in Granada. Then, I didn´t really get to sleep until 4:00 Tuesday morning, only to wake up at 7:15 for class. So the night was somewhat out of character for this early-to-bed, jeans lover. Nevertheless, it turned out to be a really great night (perhaps the most fun I´ve ever had at Hannigans). Just about everyone from the UD group showed up and got dressed up so that was really cool. Also, some of our friends from the Centro came, as well as Barry, the guy who calls out the questions for pub quiz (although we haven´t been to pub quiz since before the Ireland trip).

Otherwise, the week has been pretty typical... Colder than usual. Still running. Trying in vain to understand our adorable, nearly-forty PoliSci professor. I did teach my friends that "Picture Down the Lane" game that you play with paper, and it´s been a big hit. So, like nerds, we´ve spent some very silly hours playing it. Also, I´ve become a regular at this little cafe near school called Hicori that makes absolutely phenomenal tostadas. Mom and Dad (or should I say Zorra and Zorro?), I will take you there when you come.

Speaking of visitors, Kevo gets here Wednesday and I seriously cannot wait! I don´t have too many definitive plans, but I think churros con chocolate will definitely be in the arrangement... Kaitlyn, are you jealous?