Friday, May 11, 2012
Fairy Tales: And Then The Spider Almost KILLED Me. True Story.
Fairy Tales: And Then The Spider Almost KILLED Me. True Story.: Disclaimer: I do swear like a Sailor in this one. Sorry. But I hate spiders. They freak me THE FUCK OUT! This Picture is from the AWES...
And Then The Spider Almost KILLED Me. True Story.
Disclaimer: I do swear like a Sailor in this one. Sorry. But I hate spiders. They freak me THE FUCK OUT!
Today I had a follow up apt for my scratched eye. But I had some time to spare before I had to be there so I stopped at Starbucks to get a coffee and something to eat. I got this kinda awful tasting raspberry swirl pound cake. Don't try it. :-p And then I went over to Michaels so I could get a few things for my Portfolio project.
I came out of Michaels and sat down in the drivers seat. To my horror a large black spider with what appeared to be grayish dots on it was sitting on the dashboard. I HATE spiders. They freak me the fuck out. I grabbed a CD and tried to squash it, but it ran into the car and I lost it. At this point I needed to make my way to my apt. So I started driving *it was about a mile from where I had been* and was freaking out the entire time.
It would have been my WORST NIGHTMARE if it popped up somewhere near me. I was picturing the carniage on the road if that happened. Because believe me I would have either hit someone because I was freaking out or I would have been hit because I slammed on my breaks. I decided to lay it out for that damn spider:
Me: Spider, if you stay hidden I wont kill you.
Spider *plotting*: We'll see about that!
I got to Lenscrafters and was 15 min early and they were opening in about 4 min. So I sat there drinking my coffee and watching for the damn spider. Finally I couldn't wait anymore so I got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side where my purse was. I decided to hit the dashboard a few times to see if it scared it out.
It did. About 30 seconds after my last smack it came running out.
Spider: HAH! You're leaving! Now I'll hide somewhere and I crawl on your face and scare the shit out of you while you're driving. Possibly giving you a heart attack.
Me: NOT SO FAST you little fucker!
I grabbed my horrible pastry still in its bag and smashed it. Then screamed and dropped the bag and jumped quickly away from the car. I totally knew I looked ridicules! But I didn't care. Its an EPIC BATTLE between this spider and me. I grabbed my Maryland map and smacked it again on the floor of the passenger side.
It was dead. I was shaking and laughing because I was in shock or something. Shut the door and walked into LensCrafters for my apt. The two ladies at the desk were looking at me oddly.
1st Lady: Are you okay?
Me: *Laughing*: Yeah...there was a spider in my car.
2nd Lady: OH! We thought you were having car problems.
Me: *laughing harder and still shaking*: No! I wish! It was huge! *show them the size using my fingers.
We all laughed. It was actually quite funny because I know I looked like a spaz. But they understood. The 2nd lady even offered me windex to kill it. I told her it was already dead.
And that is the story of my epic spider battle. I'm sure I'll have bad dreams tonight about it. And I'm sure its siblings or spouse is plotting its revenge...
This Picture is from the AWESOME Allie Brosh
Today I had a follow up apt for my scratched eye. But I had some time to spare before I had to be there so I stopped at Starbucks to get a coffee and something to eat. I got this kinda awful tasting raspberry swirl pound cake. Don't try it. :-p And then I went over to Michaels so I could get a few things for my Portfolio project.
I came out of Michaels and sat down in the drivers seat. To my horror a large black spider with what appeared to be grayish dots on it was sitting on the dashboard. I HATE spiders. They freak me the fuck out. I grabbed a CD and tried to squash it, but it ran into the car and I lost it. At this point I needed to make my way to my apt. So I started driving *it was about a mile from where I had been* and was freaking out the entire time.
It would have been my WORST NIGHTMARE if it popped up somewhere near me. I was picturing the carniage on the road if that happened. Because believe me I would have either hit someone because I was freaking out or I would have been hit because I slammed on my breaks. I decided to lay it out for that damn spider:
Me: Spider, if you stay hidden I wont kill you.
Spider *plotting*: We'll see about that!
I got to Lenscrafters and was 15 min early and they were opening in about 4 min. So I sat there drinking my coffee and watching for the damn spider. Finally I couldn't wait anymore so I got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side where my purse was. I decided to hit the dashboard a few times to see if it scared it out.
It did. About 30 seconds after my last smack it came running out.
Spider: HAH! You're leaving! Now I'll hide somewhere and I crawl on your face and scare the shit out of you while you're driving. Possibly giving you a heart attack.
Me: NOT SO FAST you little fucker!
I grabbed my horrible pastry still in its bag and smashed it. Then screamed and dropped the bag and jumped quickly away from the car. I totally knew I looked ridicules! But I didn't care. Its an EPIC BATTLE between this spider and me. I grabbed my Maryland map and smacked it again on the floor of the passenger side.
It was dead. I was shaking and laughing because I was in shock or something. Shut the door and walked into LensCrafters for my apt. The two ladies at the desk were looking at me oddly.
1st Lady: Are you okay?
Me: *Laughing*: Yeah...there was a spider in my car.
2nd Lady: OH! We thought you were having car problems.
Me: *laughing harder and still shaking*: No! I wish! It was huge! *show them the size using my fingers.
We all laughed. It was actually quite funny because I know I looked like a spaz. But they understood. The 2nd lady even offered me windex to kill it. I told her it was already dead.
And that is the story of my epic spider battle. I'm sure I'll have bad dreams tonight about it. And I'm sure its siblings or spouse is plotting its revenge...
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
I Always Thought I Was An Alien...
Last Friday I woke up and wasn't able to see clearly out of my left eye. And by not clearly I mean it was SUPER fuzzy and it stung and was awful. I couldn't get an apt with my eye doctor until Today *Tuesday* so I have had to deal with my crazy ass eye all weekend.
Now let me give you a bit of a back story of the life of my eyes. When I was 7 I finally got glasses, but my eye doctor then told my mom that I should have had glasses when I was 5. That would explain why I struggled with school and reading. My mom said I wanted to read so badly when I was younger and I couldn't for whatever reason that I would just cry and cry and cry. PS. Reading is my LIFE.
Fast forward through some years and we found out I have crazy retinas and they could detach at any moment. And if I didn't go straight to an eye surgen I could be blind forever. So I need to watch for a black vail coming across my vision.
A few more years and I started getting sparkles if the pressure in my eyes change. They don't know why my eyes do that and they don't know what to do about it. Lets just hope it doesnt mean I'm about to die or whatnot.
Then fastforward to last year and I went in complaining about eye pain and dryness and found out I have severe dry eye. And I had scratched eyes because of blinking. The eye doctor ended up putting these plug things into my tear ducts to help me create more tears. I also was given special drops to heal the eyes.
And then finally fast forward to today. I went in and he took more pictures. He showed me my eye and you can see these tiny green dots...RIGHT in my line of sight. Hence...the vision problems. He believes that I sleep with my left eye open. And gave me more drops to heal it. I go back next week to check everything out again. I may end up having to wear special goggles every night that are filled with moisture or something and keeps my left eye moist while I sleep.
So what does this all mean? I think I'm an alien and never knew it. And I come from a moist planet and therefore Earth is to dry for me. Also I can start wearing steampunk costumes and my new "eye gear" and be all awesome and steampunk.
AND I can tell The Bloggess thebloggess.com that her cat probably just has dry eye syndrome and she needs a special pair of goggles to wear while sleeping.
Now let me give you a bit of a back story of the life of my eyes. When I was 7 I finally got glasses, but my eye doctor then told my mom that I should have had glasses when I was 5. That would explain why I struggled with school and reading. My mom said I wanted to read so badly when I was younger and I couldn't for whatever reason that I would just cry and cry and cry. PS. Reading is my LIFE.
Fast forward through some years and we found out I have crazy retinas and they could detach at any moment. And if I didn't go straight to an eye surgen I could be blind forever. So I need to watch for a black vail coming across my vision.
A few more years and I started getting sparkles if the pressure in my eyes change. They don't know why my eyes do that and they don't know what to do about it. Lets just hope it doesnt mean I'm about to die or whatnot.
Then fastforward to last year and I went in complaining about eye pain and dryness and found out I have severe dry eye. And I had scratched eyes because of blinking. The eye doctor ended up putting these plug things into my tear ducts to help me create more tears. I also was given special drops to heal the eyes.
And then finally fast forward to today. I went in and he took more pictures. He showed me my eye and you can see these tiny green dots...RIGHT in my line of sight. Hence...the vision problems. He believes that I sleep with my left eye open. And gave me more drops to heal it. I go back next week to check everything out again. I may end up having to wear special goggles every night that are filled with moisture or something and keeps my left eye moist while I sleep.
So what does this all mean? I think I'm an alien and never knew it. And I come from a moist planet and therefore Earth is to dry for me. Also I can start wearing steampunk costumes and my new "eye gear" and be all awesome and steampunk.
AND I can tell The Bloggess thebloggess.com that her cat probably just has dry eye syndrome and she needs a special pair of goggles to wear while sleeping.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Fairy Tales: Congrats! Its a BOY!
Fairy Tales: Congrats! Its a BOY!: Ummm...WTF Blogger...why are you all weird and freaky? I don't know if I like you yet. On another note I went to class on Tuesday and foun...
Congrats! Its a BOY!
Ummm...WTF Blogger...why are you all weird and freaky? I don't know if I like you yet.
On another note I went to class on Tuesday and found out that apparently my restaurant that I'm working on...is a boy restaurant. Yeah...not sure how I feel about that. My Chef-teacher-person thinks that like boats, restaurants have personality's too. And apparently mine is a boy.
Mine is "in" San Diego. And is totally based around Comic Con and is super awesome and named Orion and is all sci-fi space themed and so cool. And I'm a girl y'all. Girls can like that shit too you know!!!! So I think my restaurant is an awesome spiffy Geeky Girl. So there world...there you go.
On another note I am awaiting on baited breath for Avengers to come out. Why do you ask? Iron Man? Yeah he's cool, and kick ass and I love him. Thor. HOT! Of course. But not him. Cap.America. I think I'll like him better in this movie then his own. The Hulk...not sure. Its a new Hulk. We'll see. Hawkeye. I don't know enough about him. Black Widow. HELL NO! I HATE whats her name who plays her. If the rest of the cast was not SO AWESOME I would so NOT be seeing this movie because of her. Umm...yeah. I'm ALL FOR LOKI!
Yes. Thats right. I'm a Rebel Jedi and yet I turn to the Dark Side as far as Avengers goes. Because I freakin LOVE Loki. He's awesome and kick-ass and the man who plays him has truly made me a believer in the bad. I mean I have never REALLY gone to the dark side before. But now I would give my left hand for him to win the movie. But not really because I burnt my left hand and it was really hard to live with that...but I would be SO happy if he won. But I'm sure he wont.
Sorry for this rambly post!
On another note I went to class on Tuesday and found out that apparently my restaurant that I'm working on...is a boy restaurant. Yeah...not sure how I feel about that. My Chef-teacher-person thinks that like boats, restaurants have personality's too. And apparently mine is a boy.
Mine is "in" San Diego. And is totally based around Comic Con and is super awesome and named Orion and is all sci-fi space themed and so cool. And I'm a girl y'all. Girls can like that shit too you know!!!! So I think my restaurant is an awesome spiffy Geeky Girl. So there world...there you go.
On another note I am awaiting on baited breath for Avengers to come out. Why do you ask? Iron Man? Yeah he's cool, and kick ass and I love him. Thor. HOT! Of course. But not him. Cap.America. I think I'll like him better in this movie then his own. The Hulk...not sure. Its a new Hulk. We'll see. Hawkeye. I don't know enough about him. Black Widow. HELL NO! I HATE whats her name who plays her. If the rest of the cast was not SO AWESOME I would so NOT be seeing this movie because of her. Umm...yeah. I'm ALL FOR LOKI!
Yes. Thats right. I'm a Rebel Jedi and yet I turn to the Dark Side as far as Avengers goes. Because I freakin LOVE Loki. He's awesome and kick-ass and the man who plays him has truly made me a believer in the bad. I mean I have never REALLY gone to the dark side before. But now I would give my left hand for him to win the movie. But not really because I burnt my left hand and it was really hard to live with that...but I would be SO happy if he won. But I'm sure he wont.
Sorry for this rambly post!
Friday, April 20, 2012
I Burnt Myself and Then Epic Things Happened...Hunger Games Epic
Yup. I burnt the shit out of my finger. My finger that two years ago I sliced open. So now I will have a scar from a slice *I was cutting a potato* and now I was making a cake and will have a scar from a cake. ON THE SAME FINGER Y'ALL!!! Its my left pointer finger. Whatever the hell that finger is called.
How did it happen? The burn I mean. I was making cake...because who DOESN'T want cake? And I'm a baker! So I can make EPIC CAKES without trying. Unless I go to check the cake to see if its done, and then forget I have no oven mitt and PUSH the pan back in with my fingers. And then I died. And ran around swearing like a sailor and scaring my cats.
So then like any normal person I told Facebook. And my awesome pinterest friends responded in an even more awesome Hunger Games way. THIS is why I love the internet and Pinterest and Facebook. And this is why we are all POP, Princesses and Princes of Pinterest...I.E. The MAFIA of Pinterest.
And my friends are awesome because we did this:
http://pinterest.com/pin/170151692141791430/
http://pinterest.com/pin/170151692141791436/
http://pinterest.com/pin/170151692141791438/
This is why we are awesome. And we WIN THE INTERNET!
How did it happen? The burn I mean. I was making cake...because who DOESN'T want cake? And I'm a baker! So I can make EPIC CAKES without trying. Unless I go to check the cake to see if its done, and then forget I have no oven mitt and PUSH the pan back in with my fingers. And then I died. And ran around swearing like a sailor and scaring my cats.
So then like any normal person I told Facebook. And my awesome pinterest friends responded in an even more awesome Hunger Games way. THIS is why I love the internet and Pinterest and Facebook. And this is why we are all POP, Princesses and Princes of Pinterest...I.E. The MAFIA of Pinterest.
And my friends are awesome because we did this:
http://pinterest.com/pin/170151692141791430/
http://pinterest.com/pin/170151692141791436/
http://pinterest.com/pin/170151692141791438/
This is why we are awesome. And we WIN THE INTERNET!
Monday, April 2, 2012
One Last Quarter
Man, I'm a bad blogger. I just didn't blog for the last 3 months. Its been crazy, not to say that it wont be crazy for the next three months, because believe me. IT WILL! But I'll need something to do when I should be doing homework or doing the dishes *since my dishwasher broke*.
But yes, today is the start of the last quarter of my culinary school career. Am I freaking out? Yes. Because I have to do Capstone which from what I've seen from my friends who've taken it before me I will probably have a mental breakdown. And math, which I suck at. So there you go.
I AM excited about the last bit of Capstone where I get to showcase my pretty restaurant at an event and make tasty food for people who maybe could give me a job. But really its going to be more fun to make my booth all SORTS of awesome. I have already asked a friend of mine to paint the sign for me, and I've been buying small plates for my small bites and making all of my dishes to see what will be the best to make. Still haven't decided yet.
In other news my dishwasher broke, my christmas tree is still up, I'm probably drinking more then I should because of the freaking out and I may be going on a cruise in October! Hazaa for the last one. Also I have horrible allergies and I need to start working out if I AM going to be on a cruise in October. Because I want to look cute.
Also, I'm allergic to raw onions and garlic and maybe citrus, but I love all of those things and wont give them up so my face looks like I'm a teenager again with really bad acne. It kinda sucks.
So yeah, there you go. Wish me luck for the coming three months. I'll keep you posted. And here is a pretty picture of what the cover of my menu will look like! Hope you like it!
But yes, today is the start of the last quarter of my culinary school career. Am I freaking out? Yes. Because I have to do Capstone which from what I've seen from my friends who've taken it before me I will probably have a mental breakdown. And math, which I suck at. So there you go.
I AM excited about the last bit of Capstone where I get to showcase my pretty restaurant at an event and make tasty food for people who maybe could give me a job. But really its going to be more fun to make my booth all SORTS of awesome. I have already asked a friend of mine to paint the sign for me, and I've been buying small plates for my small bites and making all of my dishes to see what will be the best to make. Still haven't decided yet.
In other news my dishwasher broke, my christmas tree is still up, I'm probably drinking more then I should because of the freaking out and I may be going on a cruise in October! Hazaa for the last one. Also I have horrible allergies and I need to start working out if I AM going to be on a cruise in October. Because I want to look cute.
Also, I'm allergic to raw onions and garlic and maybe citrus, but I love all of those things and wont give them up so my face looks like I'm a teenager again with really bad acne. It kinda sucks.
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