I decided to come home for lunch today and had 2 wonderful surprises waiting for me. The first was a note on my door from UPS saying I had a package at the office building of my apartment. The second was another package sitting on my balcony delivered by the post office which was a little weird because I live in a middle level apartment so the mail delivery person would of had to throw the package up to get it on my balcony, but whatever. 2 packages in one day!
The first package ended up being the boy scout popcorn I ordered from Black Hockey Jesus’ son Jackson. It’s caramel nutty goodness has me on a sugar high that I will be riding throughout the day. The second package was 3 pairs of pants I ordered on-line at Alloy. Some of you may be thinking “pants, whats the big deal?” Well it is a very big deal when you are a 6 ft tall woman with incredibly long legs. Pants are hard to come by! So of course I strip down in my living room and try them on and guess what? They all fit perfect! No need to send any back.
So I’m sitting here eating a home made turkey burrito writing this little post with a smile on my face. I don’t think anyone can accuse me of being hard to please. I’ve gotta remember to start coming home for lunch more often!

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Random

I made the crazy statement that I was giving up on dating as I am apparently not good at it. My adorable friend RLO, being a guy and therefore always wanting to fix any problem, suggested that he and I and Sarah all move in together and grow bitter and old together. In my infinite womanly wisdom I realized the flaw in his plan and told him that Sarah’s dog Daisy and my cat Aurora might not get along so well. Then Mr. RLO consented, but still being flawed as a male, said “true, Daisy and Aurora might have a lot of sexual tension they don’t know how to deal with”.

Moral of the story: Men may be from Mars and women may be from Venus but cats and dogs just need a little sexual rediscovery to get along.

Blogfully yours,
Summer

Just me, Lessons Learned, Random

Today I woke up to find that the weatherman was correct, there is snow on the ground. It is a beautiful sight, almost magical. The fact that there are still leaves on the trees lets me know that the snow will not be staying, just gracing us with its presence as a precursor for the months ahead. In fact, even now I can see the sun coming out and the drops of melted snow hitting the ground.

I know sometimes I complain about Utah, but truly I love it. I love having changing seasons. I love studying the mountains. Seeing them change from green to orange then watching as the snow starts accumulating at the peaks then moving down the mountain only to reverse directions when the spring comes again. It’s fascinating to me. I am quite certain this love of seasons and the mountains was instilled in me from my father. He always taught me to welcome and embrace the snow because then the ski season is upon us. Welcome the sun and the high temperatures because then the boating season is upon us. I guess that way you always have something to look forward to.

Random

Today it is freezing outside! Seriously, I think it actually froze last night. Just checked the weather website and it is 32 (crap where is the little temperature circle thingy button????) degrees outside. This actually caused me to get excited because I bought a TRUE fall dress while in California that I haven’t had the chance to wear yet. Now, my friend Kelli, who lives in sunny San Diego, would have us believe that fall dresses are the same as summer dresses but in different colors. I.E. still light, still sleeveless…so not Fall. I have decided to set the record strait as she is obviously confused and has completely turned her back on Utah fashion.

Now the first thing you will notice is that I am like 2 feet taller than my receptionist. This is not an optical illusion. Second you will notice that my dress is long sleeved AND I have leggings on! My receptionist has a sweater dress with a long sleeved shirt underneath. She has fabulous tan legs so she doesn’t have anything underneath and is consequentially sitting at her desk with a space heater. Yep, pretty sure as soon as Kel sees this picture she is going to want to move back home.

Just me, Random, sometimes I get on a soap box

It seems as though I am not the only one who is not crazy about homework in this household. My adorable daughter Aurora (also known as my cat or bitch kitty or kitty pants depending on who is addressing her), has been finding subtle ways to make her feelings known about me daring to ignore her. For example, if I am sitting on the couch with my books or my laptop she will jump up, nudge her way in and try and lay between me and the computer or just lay right across it. She will also knock my pen or highlighter off of the couch or bat my notes around or meow in her ultra drawn out whine, like “mommmmmy pay attention to meeeee”.

Here are a few snap shots, just for shits and giggles.

Back to School, Loved One(s), Random

I invited my friend Sarah over for cookies and Heros last night. I had no idea it would upset her BFF RLO. It seems he likes cookies almost as much as we do.

RLO:
Supposedly Sarah is getting cookies, TV, and scissoring tonight. As fun as all three sound I’ll let you off easy and just take a doggie bag of cookies.

Thanks bunches,
Rlo

Me:
Dearest RLO,

I really like the way Sarah scissors me. Will you please extend a hall pass for her to come out and play with me tonight?

Love,
Summer

PS – as I am sure you realize, there will be no left over cookies.

RLO:
Obviously Sarah reserves a tender side for you that she keeps from everyone else. Her secret is safe with me and I’ll let her out for the night in the hopes that you will tire her out and make her more mellow for the rest of the week.

Rlo

PS- I hope you know that I have an “in” with Jesus and I will be praying that all the cookies you girls are hoarding will be going straight to your respective asses.

Love and warm regards.

Me:
Did u just use Jesus to threaten weight gain? That’s not very Christian of you. However since I am such a true Christian myself I will turn the other cheek and do my best to be charitable and save u half of a cookie.

Love Summer

RLO:
I know you can’t see but I have an actual tear in my eye. I’ve never had anyone save me half a cookie. That’s true love.

Me:
I was afraid of this…men always get food and love confused.

RLO:
That explains so many of my failed relationships. Why didn’t anyone tell me earlier?

Apparently RLO’s training is not over. Sarah, there is still work to be done.

Random

Gather around children, its story time. Today we will be hearing Karina the Russian Finds Her Soul Mate

On my lunch break last week, I got a call from a bedazzled Russian, my BFF Karina. She proceeds to tell me this long drawn out story about a man who came into the hair salon where she works to buy some hair care products. She tells me that she doesn’t know how to explain it, but they just connected and she is certain that this God of a man is her soul mate and immediately starts telling me her schemes to find out who this man is because they are destined to be together and get married and live in big beautiful houses and travel the world and and and. I just laugh and go along with her story and tell her, yes I am sure he is everything you imagine him to be and more. No sense in stomping on the girls dream, I mean she is 100% convinced at this point that she has just met her soul mate and who am I to be the one to tell her that in my jaded experience, they just don’t exist. In all actuality, I envy her passion for love. The girl falls in love every other week and somehow manages to be excited each time. She loves the butterflies so much that she creates them out of thin air. I on the other hand am so afraid of being hurt that I can barely manage to admit to liking a boy , yet alone liking a guy enough to let the butterflies in. Anyway…I digress….

About 10 minutes after I get off the phone with the head in the clouds Russian, I get another call and I know what I am going to hear before the words even come out of her mouth.

Karina: He called me! He called the store and said that he felt like we just had this amazing connection and he has never met someone so beautiful.

Me: Of course he did! He IS your soul mate after all!

Karina: Then he told me that he doesn’t know what to do because he has a girlfriend and she is great and pretty and they have been together for like 6 months but he just was blown away with me and our connection you know?

Me: Uh huh….

Karina: Then he says ‘don’t hang up on me or anything, but I think my girlfriend would think you are beautiful too and we have never done anything like this, but do you think you would like to hang out with us together some time?’

Me: Are you freaking kidding me? He did NOT say that!

Karina: Can you believe it?

Me: Just so I am clear, basically what you are telling me is that your soul mate is a swinger?

Karina: That would be correct.

Me: So what did we learn today?

Karina: That all men are dogs and dogs DO NOT go to heaven.

True story. I couldn’t make something like this up.

K to the R stories, Lessons Learned, Loved One(s), Random

Ok…DO vote. If you are not registered, you have about 3 days to get registered so you better get on that. Don’t put it off any longer. Seriously.

Random, sometimes I get on a soap box

I like living alone. I like sleeping alone too. Yeah some times I miss having a warm body to snuggle up to but my cat Aurora (kind of) fills that roll. Lately though, it feels as if I have someone sleeping with me. Every night for the past 6 months or so I do my nightly routine. I turn out the lights, lay down, fold myself and the covers together like a piece of origami, Aurora jumps on the bed and makes herself comfortable in one of the origami folds close to my body. I shut my eyes and try to sleep. Then, out of nowhere, I hear it…Snoring…loud earth shaking nasal snores. I’ll admit, I am a light sleeper…a VERY light sleeper. Ticking clocks can keep me up, but this is ridiculous! I live in an older, middle level apartment. It’s not fancy, but the rent is affordable and it’s in a good neighborhood. I can’t be 100% sure, but I think it is the man who lives below me, but just to be safe I am purchasing Breath Right strips for all my neighbors and signing the card anonymous. I was going to wait until Christmas, but this is getting out of hand. Do you think Hallmark makes a Happy Day After the 1st Day of Fall card?

Random

Yesterday I tried to pay bills and had a nervous breakdown. I knew things would be tight after my trip to California, but I wasn’t expecting not to be able to afford ANYTHING, including my tuition (Damn the California shopping again! And Damn you low self control!!!). So I did what any normal person would do – I panicked. I’m not exaggerating here. I had a full blown melt down for about 10 minutes, then it lessoned to just a nervous breakdown. I had plans to go out with some friends and I called them off because, well…I was having a nervous breakdown. I had also planned to go to the grocery store but decided that store bought food was a luxury item I could do with out. Instead I headed to my parents house because I left my book (Twilight) there. Side note: I am totally obsessed with this book. I am in love with Edwin. I want to take him home and make some vampire babies with him. Holla if you know what I am talking about. So I am getting my book and I am starting to tell my parents how I am starving and can’t afford to eat and bless their wonderful charitable Mormon hearts, they let me do my grocery shopping in their kitchen, frezer and cold storage. I left with 2 bags filled with fresh vegis from Dads garden, cans of soup and corn, Diet Coke, frozen mystery soup, frozen sausages and a few other random items. Honestly I was so happy coming home and unpacking my bootie that I decided it was Saturday nightand homework can wait. I stuck a Lean Cousine in the microwave (it required the least amount of cooking effort), popped open a Heineken and read my book for 2 hours. I was the perfect Saturday night in!

While I haven’t figured out what to do about financial predicament, I am feeling much better and I know everything is going to work itself out. It just a matter of time and being creative. I finally understand what it means to be a starving college student. My hip bones are poking out like they did when I was in high school, and trust me it is not attractive! But all of this starving and stress is just going to build character, help me get a higher paying job and round me into a better person in the end. Right? RIGHT? Please agree with me because I swear if this whole living on canned soup thing for the next 2 years or more doesn’t pay off in the end in some way I will go postal and I am not even kidding! Momma likes to eat! Even though I don’t have time for a social life, I am still finding time to go on a few dates, because they feed me and I need to have nourishment in order to draggy my frail body to class!

Back to School, Random