day eight was great. day eight was great.

You’re going to get tired of my rhyming really quickly, aren’t you? Probably. Oh well. I still like it, and it’s easy when we’re still in the single digits. When we get to day three-hundred-and-forty-eight, I probably won’t feel like rhyming. Or maybe I will, who knows? Day 348. That’s in December. Isn’t that crazy?

So here we are, post number two for today. My great moment of today actually happened this morning: I had a long talk with my dad over coffee. We went to the same coffee place my mom and I went to the other day, All About Cha in Edmond. Neither of them had ever been before – isn’t that crazy?

I got a caramel macchiato and he got…I think he got a green latte. I’m not really sure. I don’t think he realized how big the passion size was going to be, though.

And this is my dad. Isn’t he the best? I wish I could say I inherited my eyesight from him, but no, I gained my very terrible, can’t-see-anything-literally-anything-without-lenses-of-some-sort vision from both of my parents.

And look, it’s me! This is the houndstooth dress I bought at work yesterday – isn’t it cute? I stuck that red belt with it. It clashes kind of with my hair, but…it isn’t too bad, is it? It’s a lot of red. Eh.

So this is what my great moment was today. We just had coffee before I had to go to work and he had to go do some work at home before ICEPOCALYPSE 2011 arrives on Monday, but we had a really good time. It was really good to just talk and look forward to this semester and figure everything out.