Heavens to Betsy, life is good!

Okay, yeah, I admit, it's been a few days. But I didn't have anything super duper awesome to write about.


I do now.


We had a puppy for a while! His name is Chase and he's a ten week old chocolate lab. It's for Cherie's sister in California so we kept him the week until Cherie's parent's went home today. He's such a cutie. I actually kinda miss him. But not his stink. He had some serious stink haha!!



I was at work Thursday and I got a phone call from the front desk asking what my dad's name was. I told her and she hung up. I thought, "Dang, that girl is a weirdo!" Haha, a couple minutes later I get a knock on the door of my classroom and she was there holding a giant cookie! My dad had it delivered to work and it was under his name (which was why they were confused and needed to know if it was really my dad). Well, it's delicious!



Thanksgiving was really good. I went to my roommate's sister-in-law's family's house for lunch and it was nice. I felt completely comfortable with the family and it was just nice to spend time with a family, even if it's not my own. After I sufficiently stuffed myself we were all just talking I got a phone call. From a boy...haha! I had asked him to come with me to the lighting of Main Street on Friday night, and he was calling to say he wouldn't be able to make it, but then asked me to go out with him Saturday night. Woohoo! I'll take it!

Friday shopping. I've never done this before. I had a tiny budget. But I went to Down East and got a new pair of slacks for $2.75!! And I got a free cami with it!


(It would have made more sense to just take a picture of me in it, especially since my hair is all cute and stuff, but frankly, I'm in my pajamas and don't want to get out of them again! And the pants are actually a dark brown, but that is impossible to show you from their website. And they're a size 6. Booya)


The lighting was so fun! This is a picture I grabbed from the news, but it's so much prettier in real life!

So tonight I went out to Jon Schmidt's concert. It was AMAZING!! I've gone now for 4 years in a row. I was so excited, and Derek and I had awesome conversation, which is always fabulous! Afterward we went to get some really good hot chocolate, but Cocoa Bean was closed (grr! I hate that they close at 10!!) so we went to Maverick and got some there. Not as good, but still delicious!



Ahh, and my boys are back from vacation. I missed them.

And I have another date--with someone else--Tuesday :) But Derek said he wants to go to Cocoa Bean another day, so I guess that can count as a sorta plan for another date. Yeah, I'll take it!!

Photo Shoot!

Okay, so here and here are the links to the albums, but I'm going to put a few of my favorite up here...

So Saturday my roommate and I and 3 of our best guys went out to the tracks for a photo shoot. Cherie made me look awesome and I'm going to miss her terribly when she goes home next semester.













Aren't my friends just such super stars? And ps, these are much better pictures than the last one I put up, but it is all healed now.

Hi

I wish I had something fun to blog about, but I do not. But...my hand is better. That's exciting I guess. And I'm going to a concert, either tonight or next Friday. We'll see what Cherie can do about the tickets. Now I gotta go to work. Blah 

Thriller, Fire, and Ice

Okay, so to start, sketigal comes from me being a gal that loves my spahgetti (sketi). There you go Ainsley haha


I was with the boys today hanging out with them, like I do. We were just being stupid, and one guy was setting stuff on fire. It was pretty hilarious actually. Crappy phone quality, but here you go:










So, before or after that, I don't remember, there was a little dancing to Thriller going on. Which I recorded too :)




Then came the ice. Forrest said, "Hey guys, who wants to try salt and ice?" I said, "Wait, doesn't that hurt?" So he tried it on Michael to show me that it's okay. And Michael said, "Oh, that's not bad at all." All pain was gone in five minutes. No remnants of the act were left. Even when we took a picture it was hard to tell anything even happened.

My turn.

I almost swore, but mostly because it went from 0-60 in no time at all. It was a bit painful, but Michael had been right. It doesn't get worse after it hits the painful stage. So then Forrest said, "Lemme try something." I didn't realize he was even doing anything different. I just sat there, la la la, and then he pulled the ice off. I had a freaking crater in the palm of my hand. Well, I'm not going to lie. It was pretty awesome looking right then. Then I went and washed off the salt, just like Michael did. I still had a frozen chunk of skin on my hand. But it was cool! And it didn't really hurt. Well....fast forward 10 hours. It still hurts. A lot. So I took a picture of my stupidity. The blue is the medicated aloe we put on it.



Fast forward another 10 hours. Oh my gosh, what have I done?! It's still all red, still very painful, still the dumbest thing I've ever done in my life. I've read, now, that I've given myself frostbite and it could take up to 3 months for the scar to diminish. I'm not sure about the pain, but I'd be okay chopping my hand off right now. And I friggin can't text well because my phone sits right on top of the pain. But I can type because my hand just lays flat for this.

Owwie :(

Woohoo! Another Tag!

Here are 6 "non" important things about me. But What could be possibly un important about me? :)

1: When I go to sleep I alway have my hand on my stomach. If I'm tossing and turning I usually remember to put my hand on my stomach and poof, I'm out!

2: I have music ADD. I hardly ever listen to a song all the way through. I'll change it even if it only has like 5 seconds left sometimes!

3: I can sleep anywhere anytime. I hardly ever am awake on a plane (I usually am asleep before we take off), if I'm not driving (or not talking to a hottie driver haha) and the drive is more than an hour, or I'm watching a movie I've already seen, I'm gone. I can sleep with music on, lights on, people talking. Nothing bothers me when I decide it's nap time!

4: I only enjoy bacon if I get it at a restaurant. But it has to have syrup on it.

5: I really like laughing. I've only recently began this fascination with my laughs---I have like a gagillion!

6: I've always wanted to work at the Waldorf-Astoria for a day---holding the doors open for important people, Strange, I know, but I would really love it haha.

I now tag: Ainsley, Melissa, Michelle, Daniela, Stacey, and Talia.

Guess who's back, back again...

Me!!

So I didn't get much of any pictures this week--no camera--but we took a few the day I left. I will try and get those from my parent's computer as soon as possible.

I stayed awake the entire time last night on the shuttle. I was talking to the driver, a student up here that drives the shuttle on his off track, and we started listening to a book on cd he has. It was really good. We would have discussions every once in a while about what they had just said (it was a self help esque book) and sometimes that would lead to stories about us and growing up and we'd talk about that for a while. But since I didn't sleep I got like 2 hours of sleep after getting home til now when I need to go get dressed and get to work.


And my car isn't working so I gotta walk. And it snowed yesterday and was a little slick. Boo :(

Just a couple thoughts

So almost every night this week of vacation I've gone to bed earlier than my parents. Only once I stayed up later, but I had slept most of the day so it doesn't count. I'd blame jetlag, but I've gained hours. So really I'm going to bed 2 hours earlier than I would at home. Weird.

I hope my little brother always asks for (phonetically spelling of course) "chalk-a-wit milk" instead of chocolate milk. I thought about it today and realized I'd actually be sad when I heard him say it right.

In my opinion, even if things are bothering you or not working out (say, when you're trying to get repairs done) you should always smile and be polite. It's sad how many people don't. It's funny how confused they look when the person who smiles gets bumped to the head of the line and gets repairs done in not 3 days, not overnight, not even 8 hours, but one. One hour because of a smile. Or maybe I'm just a freaking hottie mc hot pants :)

I had some other thoughts, but this isn't really the place for them. Mmmmm, okay, goodnight!


PS: I just remembered it's time to Fall Back on the clocks. Which means not only am I going to bed earlier than everyone else, but I'll also get another hour of sleep. I'm a freaking old lady--but I have refused to use a pill sorter. So I'm not that old!