Wait, What Month is it Again???

Well, happy December, stalwart readers . . . November, as is commonly its want, has flown past, leaving Isaac and I with Christmas looming and the year winding down most impressively. When last I posted, I was recovering valiantly from an exciting cold, which I most generously and subsequently gave to my beloved husband.

December arrived abruptly and unexpectedly: the city of St. Andrews celebrated St. Andrew's Day at the end of November with a festival of Christmas lights (you may notice that said lights are not, perhaps, quite as impressive as the speeches and countdown intimated), Isaac and I attended an enjoyable evening of Gilbert and Sullivan, and I received my diploma in the mail after skipping graduation festivities entirely. We've attended a few choral evenings, enjoyed a party or two, and one of my dearest friends from last year became engaged and is happily planning a wedding (ah, weddings). We are also looking forward to the arrival of my parents next week (BA permitting).



Last weekend we took a trip to Edinburgh with a few friends and enjoyed a chance to Christmas shop, buy some extra blankets for our flat, and see the lovely Christmas market that spreads out throughout Edinburgh in December. Alas, I've not yet retrieved those photos from my camera, but it was lovely. I've also handed in the second draft of my thesis proposal and am looking forward very much to getting started on a chapter (God and advisor willing) in the next few weeks.

Brief, I know, but lest you all long for detailed descriptions of sconebaking and Elizabethan manuscripts, there's little else to say. And I must get back to work . . .