in which i seek some zen, and enjoy titling my blog posts like the chapters of 19th century novels

Today I, like my fellow blogger Dan, am celebrating that mystical moment of applying for a degree with the registrar’s office. . . . For me, the experience is coming a semester late, which, due to my rampant senioritis (it happens to the best of us) makes it a very, very sweet moment.

Also, how weird is this — another fellow Messiah blogger decided to adopt my blog template (you have good taste, my friend), and her birthday is apparently a mere one day before mine. Freaky. I have an internet doppelganger!

In other news, I am attempting to zen out as I transition into being 22, reaching graduation, getting married, finding my very first full-time, year-round job, etc., etc. I’m sure you’ve all heard graduates wonder how long they’ll be unemployed before, so I’ll spare you my account of the perennial question facing recent college graduates. No, I do not have a plan.

Instead, let’s talk about pumpkin. I don’t really like pumpkin pie, but in my More with Less cookbook (favorite standby of Mennonites everywhere) I discovered a recipe for pumpkin soup which tops my charts. Delicious! I also felt happy because none of the pumpkin was wasted! We dug out the meat (mostly), used it for the soup, roasted the seeds for snacks, and then Greg carved the shell into a cranky, mustachioed man.

That means it’s really fall! Pumpkins! Cool weather! The color orange! People mowing their lawns and harvesting their squashes! Can you tell it’s exciting? Pennsylvania has a great autumn, with more pronounced changing of the leaves than I’m used to. I enjoy it a lot. And some of my Messiah people are getting inspired to bake breads, have community meals, or cookouts, or in other ways make great use of the fine weather we’re currently enjoying. It’s good.

Now if only I could get them to stop assigning me more reading, I’d be golden. . . .

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