Waaaaaahhhhh

I suck at blogging.

Little monsters, an injury, and lost keys.

A while ago my mom had the idea to start putting a table out at my family's business to "sell" old books. We have had a lot of stuff hanging around since we moved that we never seemed to even see again until recently, and now we don't even want them anymore because we haven't seen them since I was about 11 years old. So we put them out on this table and people can "buy" them with whatever amount of money they feel like giving to charity. We then put that money into a cup and later my mom will write checks to local charities with the money we receive. Customers have begun to bring in their own books and they take up the majority of the table now.
The past few months my mom has begun sewing things to put on this table. The first things were reusable shopping bags. She loved to make them and they're so cute, but she doesn't need ALL OF THOSE BAGS. So she sells them for $10 a pop, alongside hot rice packs. Those microwavable kinds. She'll make both of these out of fabric scraps and "fabric" she finds at the Salvation Army (hello! CHEAP FABRIC- sheets, pillow cases, LARGE shirts. Its a treasure mine). Those she'll sell for $5. All of the proceeds go to local charities.
Well I know that we have loyal customers who come in all the time, and many of them bring children with them...and I thought "BINGO- I know kids!" and I started with a few ideas of my own...they have since flown off this table within the first day of putting them there.
Look how freaking cute they are. Little monster kids rice packs!

Except for that one- that's an owl, obv.

There was also an injury. Damn scissors...

 

Aaaand a hiccup story before I go.

On Friday, I was getting ready to leave for work, and I planned to leave about 15 minutes early so I could stop at the pharmacy and get to work in plenty of time. Sounds great, right? Except for the fact that as soon as I was about to walk out the door, I realized I did not have my keys. Weird, I thought, I usually just sling them into my bag. I figured they were just lost in there so after dumping out ALL ITS CONTENTS and DIGGING THROUGH EVERY COUCH IN THE LIVING ROOM, I had to conclude that they were officially LOST. Great. Now I'm late for work. And I still can't find them ANYWHERE. Scoured my room. Nothing. All downstairs? Still nothing. Screw it- took the spare.

I get home with dinner for Bear and myself, he helps me look. We still can't find them anywhere. Remembering that I was unusually exhausted Thursday night and went to bed wicked early, we both decided that the keys were going to turn up somewhere "wtf" worthy.

It wasn't until Saturday morning while I was getting ready to leave to go see Bear that I found them. IN MY FREAKING SHOE. I went to tip it to put it on and they popped out, just like this.

Wtf, right?!

MY SHOE? REALLY!?

HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN.

Anyway- Happy Humpday. I have a midterm this morning that I'm not prepared for aaaand SPRING BREAK AFTER THAT HAAAAAY.

It's been a little while

I've mostly just been trying to keep up with my schoolwork, midterms are rapidly approaching, which means I'm also halfway over with my last semester at this school! I can only imagine that by May when this is all said and done, I'm going to feel lost. I'm so used to the routine that is school- registering for classes for a new semester, homework, projects, classmates, grades, GPAs, exams. I've been lulled for this long into the routine and in a few months from now, it'll be all over. Then what! THE REAL WORLD AAAAAAAAHHHH.
Aside from that, nothing much has happened. I stayed at Bear's this weekend. We stayed in PJs all morning and while debating for an hour whether or not to get up and get "ready," these guys decided to pay us visits for most of the rest of the day right at his window. We just sat and watched them for like an hour.

I also made a couple of these glasses sleeve things that I found on this girl's blog that I absolutely love. I made one for myself and the one with the G-clefs is to send to my bff for her birthday in a box of goodies- sshhh.

AAAAND I had a hiccup this morning at class...well, actually it wasn't just this morning, and technically I hadn't even gotten to class yet. I have class at 10:30, and I guess it's a wicked popular time for classes...because every sing time I get there, there are no parking spots. And I don't mean there's only like two or three open out of that wing of the school's lots, I mean there are literally ZERO parking spots remaining. So after taking 10 minutes driving back and forth between lots and deciding nobody else was leaving campus to open up a spot, I had to resort to what a number of others had also needed to do, and that I had never had to do before: park on the grass on the side of the road. This was my view.

Waaaaaahhhh :(

Not to mention it was drizzling when I had to run INTO class, late, but it was pouring when I had to walk even further than normal to get back to my car.

The most hiccupy morning of all hiccupy mornings

I must have slept like hell last night because I woke up twice and my sheets were a disaster. When I finally did wake up, it was snowing. Which means I had to make a decision about how to see Bear today since driving such a long distance in the snow hasn't always been a good thing to do. Like ever. Whatever. Ignoring the snow. Screw you, snow.
Went to get dressed, have zero pairs of clean underwear left (meant to do laundry last night, don't know what happened to that plan...) so now I have to wear a pair of the pile that I like never wear. Also potentially have no pairs of pants left for tomorrow and no time between now and then to do laundry.
Yesterday my brother left his facial hair in the sink for the millionth time and I had to go off on him via text. Again. If I don't clean shit up, NOTHING GETS CLEANED UP. Also currently unclogging the tub since I guess I'm the only one to do that, too.
I literally have gone weeks since the last time I had a hiccupy morning...I guess this morning is making up for all of the ones I've missed :| all I want to do is yell at people today. I feel chemically imbalanced. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I wish my worries and complaints were equal to that of miss girl. Aka, obviously nothing.

Winter Storm Nemo

The Weather Channel is making today/tonight/tomorrow to sound like another blizzard of '78 and I'm not sure if I should be "freaking out" yet. Because I wasn't alive then but I've heard it was awful...and sometimes weather sources hype up storms so everybody is forced to "be prepared." I love living in the northeast but losing power here during a winter storm is awful. I've heard that a few winters ago, Texas got some kind of "snow fall" which I guess they've never gotten before, and everybody like flipped out. And I'm just here with a forecast of anywhere from 1-2 feet of snow between now (7:45 Friday AM) and Saturday morning until about noon or so. And to be perfectly honest, we have 2 cars in my household, including mine, that in the event of a true emergency we could get out of the area if we needed to.
Bad news is that (the way TWC is making this storm sound...) I doubt we'll keep power, which really sucks because last season we lost power for almost a week and it was just super irritating. Good news that I'm blessed with is the fact that we do have a generator that can provide us with showers and occasional TV, Internet, and phone charging, and we do have a wood stove right in the living room. Toasty. Also I've been dying ever since I was like 13 to cook something on top of the wood stove. I should just do it sometime.

So this post isn't really about anything interesting, I guess it's just me rambling pre-"historic storm." I'll probably have early morning pictures of Nemo's impact around here tomorrow morning.
If you live in the lovely northeast or are also in the path of Storm Nemo, be safe! Stay off the road if you don't need to be going anywhere- seriously. Don't be that guy. Be smart, if you have a generator, get auxiliary gasoline for that baby because it's going to suck if you lose power. Batteries for the radio, yanno.

Oh, New England...hunker down!

Reece's for breakfast??

I went to bed last night feeling a little sick, I'd already brushed my teeth and honestly didn't care nearly enough to get out of bed and get a snack. I was tired. My stomach was caved in and I could practically see my pulse right on my tummy. I realized I clearly have a problem, and I think I honestly forget to eat throughout the day. I don't know how this happens but I guess the hours in my days just seem to fly right by and to be quite honest sometimes eating just disrupts the flow of it, and I don't even notice until I go to bed at night and try to remember what I ate that day and suddenly realize it wasn't much. That. Sounds. Horrible. Don't call anybody, I assure you I don't have an eating disorder and my bod is just fine, thanks.
But I decided to try something new to remind me to eat. I've set an alarm on my phone for every 2 hours to remind me to eat something. Doesn't have to be something big, but something nonetheless. I started today's eating frenzy off with Reece's for breakfast.
Not Reece's Puff Cereal. This is "grown up" Reece's for breakfast.
I wanted an English muffin and Nutella, and then at the last minute I realized just by adding peanut butter, I could have a hot, melty, delicious Reece's English muffin.

That's all I really wanted to say for now. That's all that really needs to be said.
It looks totally disgusting in this picture but trust me. Just eat it.

Quick cheesecake. No, really.

As you might already know, a constant "hiccup" in my daily life is low blood sugar. I can go from being totally fine and sociable to being sick to my stomach, dizzy, and a complete bitch in a matter of a minute and a half.
The other day I was, once again, on the verge of nausea from low blood sugar and was in a half daze trying to put together a snack of limited things in the house. I found a box of cinnamon-sugar Stop & Shop brand graham crackers in the depths of the pantry, and made a cream cheese sandwich out of it.
Now, when I'm in this daze of trying to find a quick snack that isn't totally shitty for me and something that has carbs to pick up my sugar, it goes one of two ways: I either devour 3/4 of a sleeve of Ritz crackers, or I catch myself in time to actually put something together that occasionally turns out to be quite delicious. Lots of times it involves cream cheese...like the banana cream pie on a Ritz. I love cream cheese.
Anyway, this time I had no bananas or other fruit for that matter, and usually I more enjoy the honey graham crackers over the cinnamon sugar ones, but holy moley was this one a good choice.

The first bite I took out of it was like "ok hopefully in 5 minutes I wont feel this sick anymore" and it quickly moved to "holy crap why is this so delicious??" It's become a new favorite snack. It literally tastes like cheesecake, and why not?? Afterwords I was like "DUH, cream cheese and graham cracker crust!" Plus the sugar on the cracker, which made the cream cheese taste sweeter and suddenly there was a light bulb above my head.
Try it. Just...seriously just try it.