DISTRAUGHT NEWS!!
I am...becoming...a day child...
Isn't that horrific?! The sun that I used to be terrified of is...now my friend.
Maybe I'm sick? The flu? But a backwards flu that leads me out of the dark corners of my room and into my sunlit dining room. Crazy, huh? I realized this when my dad came home to find me hunkered down at the dining table with college books opened all around me and staring studiously at the algebra paper before me... He asked why I wasn't in my room (am I confined there now?) and I told him that I liked it out in the open...I can't believe I even said that! But...I'm happy. I need to start spending more time out in the open. In the world that's full of chaos and love...yeah.
Anyways, I'm pretty much a day child now. My night life is almost dead. I used to be a nightowl (like every other teen), and then college happened. Scheduling happened. Homework happened. To put it more simply: LIFE happened.
I honestly thought this post was going to be more interesting...but I just don't have it in me tonight. I have a craving for sweets....BRING ON THE CHOCOLATE!
"There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls." - George Carlin
Monday, September 13, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Cakes These Days...Too Bad It's Hard For A Lot Of Us To Enjoy Them
Everyone likes showers, right? Parties, gifts, cake, actual human contact; you know, the whole shindig. Well...I'm not too much of a fan, sadly. I'm not a party person unless it's just the family meeting up at my grandmother's for something. Besides that, I'd rather take a rain check but I don't because of the fear of meeting haughty and irritated eyes of those who I disappointed.
Showers are especially hard to avoid when they are being hosted at your house. Oh, the joys of having a new remodeled home with a backyard that is ever changing and ever beautiful. I'm not bragging... Seriously.
I was non-responsive with the shower in the beginning. I helped my mother and tried to arrange things, etc., but my real interest finally spiked when the cake arrived...
You know those cake shows that people either watch out of boredom or when they find the channel by accident and still stick to it like sweaty fondant? It's it amazing (and rarely horrific) the kind of cakes they mold and make from scratch?! It's so amazing! And the cake that was at the bridal shower today looked like one off one of those TV shows...
Yes! Look at that beauty!! The inside was three layers of strawberry cake with cheesecake icing filling! I heard it was marvelous, but I was not able to try it myself.
I'll explain that next time...
But the shower was good. I'm just ready for a relaxing night of...nothing. I tried relaxing with anatomy notes, but that just wasn't cutting it.
"Cake: made of sugar, spice, and everything nice! All it's missing is Chemical X..."
Showers are especially hard to avoid when they are being hosted at your house. Oh, the joys of having a new remodeled home with a backyard that is ever changing and ever beautiful. I'm not bragging... Seriously.
I was non-responsive with the shower in the beginning. I helped my mother and tried to arrange things, etc., but my real interest finally spiked when the cake arrived...
You know those cake shows that people either watch out of boredom or when they find the channel by accident and still stick to it like sweaty fondant? It's it amazing (and rarely horrific) the kind of cakes they mold and make from scratch?! It's so amazing! And the cake that was at the bridal shower today looked like one off one of those TV shows...
Yes! Look at that beauty!! The inside was three layers of strawberry cake with cheesecake icing filling! I heard it was marvelous, but I was not able to try it myself.
I'll explain that next time...
But the shower was good. I'm just ready for a relaxing night of...nothing. I tried relaxing with anatomy notes, but that just wasn't cutting it.
"Cake: made of sugar, spice, and everything nice! All it's missing is Chemical X..."
Saturday, September 11, 2010
The Actions In The World Are Just One Huge Cluster
You know those days that are just weird and hectic? I definitely had one of those that started last night and finally ended today...I hope. I've still got a few hours to stay cautious, I guess. Don't want to kill a moth (my equivalent to a night version of a butterfly...but much more creepy) cause it might have the same effect of having the world crash into chaos.
After having a wonderful dinner that my mother prepared (taco salad), we started to clean up the kitchen when our bellies were full and our minds were still going over the events that happened in I Love You, Man. This is the beginning of chaos that happened in simpler terms:
Poured rice down the drain.
Rice expanded in the drain.
Drain is then clogged and taken apart...carefully.
Pipe breaks loose to unleash tepid, gray water and rice all over the inside of the cabinet and floor.
It looked (and smelled) like a vomit parade.
After vain attempts to try and fix this problem, it is finally realized that an important piece is broken...and must wait until the next day to be fixed. I was happy to wake up this morning and find that it was as dandy as it had been before it was poisoned with rice. I think my family and I learned a valuable lesson last night...
Today was crazy as well. A surprise birthday party was planned for my grandmother who will be turning 81 next month, and everything went awry. My aunt had just picked up the cake from an Albertson's and was taking a left as the green arrow on the light was telling her to do, when a large pickup ignored his red light, sped up trying to beat her, and ended up t-boning her. When the damage was done, my aunt promptly got out of the car and shouted, "YOU JUST RAN THAT RED LIGHT!" And the man replied: "I know, I know. Please stop yelling and calm down."
The first thing she did was call my mother in hopes of getting a hold of my father (the owner of a body shop) so we could come pick her up and help her with the situation. Don't you love it when men go missing at the most inappropriate times? My mother was flying through the house like a banshee, yelling his name (btw, my aunt was perfectly fine, just angry) and then zeroed in on me. Fight or Flight kicked in (really Fight no longer exists; I think I was made without that particular button) and I fled to the backyard where I knew I would find him. And lo and behold, there he was.
We found my aunt, stayed with her for about an hour and took her to get a rental. I rode with her, not wanting her to be nervous on the road alone.
MEANWHILE BACK AT MY GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE:
The time set to meet was at 3:45. Everyone showed up except my family, my aunt, and myself since we were dealing with all the car crap. My grandmother was very confused. The entire family at her house for what they claimed was "just a visit"? Impossible! She was getting suspicious and worried, wondering "why all these people were at the house and not leaving", quoting from her (I swear she loves us!).
Finally, my aunt called her, gave the surprise away, assured her that she was fine, and begged them to eat the cake that my cousin took from the wrecked car and over to grandma's house.
In the end, we made it to the party. Had a good time for at least thirty minutes, then had to leave because my parents had a class reunion to attend.
So, today was weird (which I found out this past week was spelled 'wyrd' in the old english times and it meant 'fate'). But I'm glad I got to see the family.
“It turns out that an eerie type of chaos can lurk just behind a facade of order - and yet, deep inside the chaos lurks an even eerier type of order.”
--Douglas Hostadter
After having a wonderful dinner that my mother prepared (taco salad), we started to clean up the kitchen when our bellies were full and our minds were still going over the events that happened in I Love You, Man. This is the beginning of chaos that happened in simpler terms:
Poured rice down the drain.
Rice expanded in the drain.
Drain is then clogged and taken apart...carefully.
Pipe breaks loose to unleash tepid, gray water and rice all over the inside of the cabinet and floor.
It looked (and smelled) like a vomit parade.
After vain attempts to try and fix this problem, it is finally realized that an important piece is broken...and must wait until the next day to be fixed. I was happy to wake up this morning and find that it was as dandy as it had been before it was poisoned with rice. I think my family and I learned a valuable lesson last night...
Today was crazy as well. A surprise birthday party was planned for my grandmother who will be turning 81 next month, and everything went awry. My aunt had just picked up the cake from an Albertson's and was taking a left as the green arrow on the light was telling her to do, when a large pickup ignored his red light, sped up trying to beat her, and ended up t-boning her. When the damage was done, my aunt promptly got out of the car and shouted, "YOU JUST RAN THAT RED LIGHT!" And the man replied: "I know, I know. Please stop yelling and calm down."
The first thing she did was call my mother in hopes of getting a hold of my father (the owner of a body shop) so we could come pick her up and help her with the situation. Don't you love it when men go missing at the most inappropriate times? My mother was flying through the house like a banshee, yelling his name (btw, my aunt was perfectly fine, just angry) and then zeroed in on me. Fight or Flight kicked in (really Fight no longer exists; I think I was made without that particular button) and I fled to the backyard where I knew I would find him. And lo and behold, there he was.
We found my aunt, stayed with her for about an hour and took her to get a rental. I rode with her, not wanting her to be nervous on the road alone.
MEANWHILE BACK AT MY GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE:
The time set to meet was at 3:45. Everyone showed up except my family, my aunt, and myself since we were dealing with all the car crap. My grandmother was very confused. The entire family at her house for what they claimed was "just a visit"? Impossible! She was getting suspicious and worried, wondering "why all these people were at the house and not leaving", quoting from her (I swear she loves us!).
Finally, my aunt called her, gave the surprise away, assured her that she was fine, and begged them to eat the cake that my cousin took from the wrecked car and over to grandma's house.
In the end, we made it to the party. Had a good time for at least thirty minutes, then had to leave because my parents had a class reunion to attend.
So, today was weird (which I found out this past week was spelled 'wyrd' in the old english times and it meant 'fate'). But I'm glad I got to see the family.
“It turns out that an eerie type of chaos can lurk just behind a facade of order - and yet, deep inside the chaos lurks an even eerier type of order.”
--Douglas Hostadter
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