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Dear Body,Why do you not allow me to sleep in on the weekends? Shouldn't you know that Saturday is the day to sleep in, not wake up at the same time or, heaven forbid, earlier than you normally do? It's been about five weeks now...I guess we're settling into a routine. A losing battle. Maybe this is your way of telling me to stop being so lazy and to be productive. I'm all about that - it's just that I really enjoy sleep and would like a little more. Maybe if I set an alarm you will subconsciously not want to get up since you're supposed to. At least I'll make it to the gym today (first time this week). Thanks for that. I guess.Regards,Sorely Disappointed
The supercuts has retired the sign-waving bunny and has replaced it with a panda bear. Why not?
I didn't hit the geese. The geese hit me. More specifically, they flew into my car. Two of them. They honked (or at least one of them did) as their faces collided with my windshield. I screamed and then laughed for quite some time. My friend who was in the passenger's seat said, "Did you see its face?!" and then I laughed some more. I know. I'm a terrible person. We did drive back, though, and didn't find any geese on the road. We did, however, see two geese at the pond and I'm telling my conscience that those are the two geese that hit me. Yes, my car is ok. *Also, I finally bought an iphone. *Completely unrelated to the goose story.
I still wish I could've gone on a tropical vacation, but oh well. I guess I'll have to wait for this summer!Getting random errands and things checked off my list are good, too, though.Massage? Check!Shopping? Check! And more to come tomorrow.Pedi? Still thinking about that one.Things done on my car? Half-check.Book read? Almost.Cooking? Not really.Clean my room? Nope.Gym? Twice this week, and tomorrow might make three.Lesson planning? Check.Laundry? Always going on.Movies? Watched an entire season of a BBC series, if that counts.A successful spring break so far, I think.
*I just ate a whole bag of quaker rice snacks. That's what I get for not eating lunch today.*I'm getting used to less sleep and I'm not sure how I feel about that.*Remember D.A.R.E.? I saw the logo on the side of a dump truck (???) on my way to work this morning. It brought back lots of memories of that officer that always came to our school and the graffiti t-shirt I got.*Just so you know, you can be in love with an item of clothing. My current love is a new skirt of mine.*My eyesight is really getting bad, I've decided. I'd better get a more attractive pair of glasses so I can wear them frequently. I will soon fully embrace my secret librarian identity.*I get to see my sister and her kids soon! Hopefully my niece will remember me better after this visit and not have to ask her mom, "is she my friend?"
I am so grateful for this snow day. It gave me a chance to catch up on a lot of things that needed to be done, including regaining my sanity which I feel like I somehow lost between Monday and today. Preparing for Staff LunchI'm in charge of the staff treats/lunch which we're doing tomorrow at work; apparently it is a competition to see who can do the best presentation/food. We're going with an "Oscars" theme. Here's what I did today in preparation for that:*Wrote down trivia cards about past Oscars to have at the table while people eat. They were going to be cutesy but I wasn't at school today to get the construction paper, so plain white cardstock it is.*Made the following recipes:-Pasta salad-Muffins (from a box, but I baked them in some cute muffin liners that my mom gave me!)-Mint Brownies-Break the Fast Miracle Bars*Made Oscar voting sheets and voting ballot box (ok, so I really did that earlier this week)Work*Planned next week's lessons.Mental Sanity*Slept in.*Caught up on all my tv shows.*Watched a chick flick.*Baked (and was able to freeze some of) the following:-Rosemary Potatoes-Basil Chicken Soup-Broccoli & Cheese-Stuffed Chicken (ok, ok, this was frozen and pre-made so it doesn't count)*My plan is to make it to the gym later this evening and go to bed early.Cleaned*Did a load of laundry*Did three loads of dishes (in case you didn't notice, I cooked a lot)*Cleaned my kitchen*Cleaned my bathroomI wish I was this productive every day. Productive day = happy me!!!
I.love.grocery.stores.Always have, and I hope I always will.Maybe it's the familiarity, and the way that no matter what grocery store you go to, you'll always find the peanut butter next to the cereals or the jell-o and pudding next to the cake mixes. Or maybe it's because I have a high chance of seeing an old man shuffling along with a cart.Know what's tricky to find, though? Really random things like white distilled vinegar (in the salad dressing aisle) or sun dried tomatoes in oil (always in a hidden place amongst the veggies). Grocery stores are more important than you think. Everybody needs groceries, and there are only a select few options to go for said groceries. I feel like grocery stores bring us together. In extremely general terms, grocery stores = global unity.Buying food and other necessities can also provide some excitement: there are hazards all around! Sometimes those individuals who are in the electric cart aren't the safest of drivers. People have gigantic baskets that they're pushing around come out of nowhere when you're turning a corner. Don't forget all those traffic jams in those barely-wide-enough-for-two-cart-aisles!I've decided that grocery stores are the absolute best places for people watching. You never know what you're going to see. For example, tonight, as I was getting what I needed in my sweats and sweatshirt (because that's how we do it in America), I amused myself by making up life situations for those around me. Here are some scenarios:1. Overheard one guy say on his phone, "Are you done because you're wasting my minutes." I think he was talking to his ex-girlfriend.2. Guy in his upper 20's with an Asian girl (speaking an Asian language to her). I think he went on a mission to an Asian country and was one of those who marries a girl from where he served.3. Middle-aged woman with grocery list, and not much in her cart. I think that she's an empty-nester and just doesn't know how to adjust to cooking for two again.I could go on and on...about the unspoken check-out line rules, bagging etiquette, people's fervent feelings towards certain stores, etc. but I won't. I'll just end with quite possibly the best part: the sound of scanning an item and, of course, cash registers.