Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Day 26, Nov. 26th
Today I am thankful for cocoa butter
Particularly that jar of super rich, thick Palmer's Cocoa Butter. Thanks to practicum and the ridiculous amount of time I spend in the kitchen at home, I wash my hands upwards of a dozen times a day (usually more). That takes it's toll on my poor hands. Not too long ago I couldn't even go into the kitchen at my facility because my hands were so dry they were peeling all over the place. Kinda gross, so I was told to stay out so none of my dry hand flakes would find it's way into some poor soul's pureed ham. Gross. Both my skin and the pureed ham. Anyway, I switched all the hand soaps at home with aloe moisturizing ones, but it wasn't enough. There wasn't enough hand lotion in the world to get my hands back to normal. So, I had to pull out the big guns. Cocoa butter! It helps my hands sooooooooo much! I used to have a set of cotton gloves to wear with lotion overnight, but those seem to have gotten lost between my first apartment and here. I'll have to look for another pair. In the meantime, slathering on the thick creme helps each night. Thank goodness there's something out there without water as it's first ingredient! (Useless hand lotion is mostly water!)
I should be a hand model... a peely skin hand model.
Monday, November 26, 2012
So, now that I'm back in San Diego, I should be able to do this on the regular. In the meantime, here are the three I'm behind on.
Day 23, Nov. 23rd
Today I am thankful for Target stores.
Yes, I am. Especially because I know the merchandise runs pretty much across the board at each store. Something that's pretty important to me when I go to a Target store. I need to have access to the same products I'm used to getting no matter where the Target store is that I happen to be at that time. I'm not entirely sure I'm making sense, but at least I know what I'm talking about. Not to mention I just love the way their stores are arranged and what sorts of things they carry. I wish they had a sewing section like Wal-Mart... other than that, Target is my favorite "all-purpose" store to shop.
My last shopping trip to Target resulted in me carrying around an adorable sleepy toddler!
Day 24, Nov 24th
Today I am thankful for naps
And boy did I need one. Staying up late and waking up early to help with family business is exhausting. I never really felt like I was resting or recuperating during my break for Thanksgiving. On Saturday, I woke up early for no reason and couldn't fall back asleep. So, I did some chores around the kitchen while everyone was asleep. Then, I called my grandmother to see if she wanted to go to lunch or walk around a mall or something. We ended up doing both. By 4pm, I was wandering through the mall with my eyelids at half-mast. I was wondering if I'd just fall asleep standing there. Luckily, my granny was getting tired, too, so we left. I sat down with my mom for a moment and realized I wasn't going to make it. So, I went to take a nap. I woke up feeling so much better! Made some dinner for the fam bam and called it a night. I fell asleep only an hour later than I had been all week. Woo!
I did miss having a shiny beast to snuggle with.
Day 25, Nov 25th
Today I am thankful for other people's wheels
Particularly since I don't have any of my own. I am doubly thankful for when I can borrow their wheels. But, in this week's instance, I'm grateful my granny and aunt where willing to drive to San Diego to come pick me up and then do it again 1 week later to drop me off. The fact that my granny has a fuel efficient, shiny new vehicle is particularly helpful since its almost 2 hours of driving time through a mountain range, most of it heading uphill to get to San Diego from my humble little hometown. That's a 4 hour drive in one day of winding mountainous roads. I'm thankful they have the wheels to do it (and more thankful that they're willing to help me out!)
My granny's old wheels. Not so good for getting up and down mountains. I don't have a photo of her new ride.
Friday, November 23, 2012
Of course the holiday this week has made keeping up with this blog series difficult, but I'm still kickin' it. Plus, being at my parent's for the week...
Day 21, Nov. 21st
Today I am thankful for pumpkin
Like most folks around this time, I am crazy for pumpkin! It just tastes like fall. It tastes like cooler weather, bonfires, orange and red leaves, and comfort. I've been gaga over pumpkin and pumpkin products. I bought a pumpkin spice creamer for my coffee, but found I like it better in plain black hot tea. So delicious! Then, Thomas brand bagels makes a pumpkin spice bagel (claims there's REAL pumpkin in it, but who really knows...) that are soooooo delicious with a smear of neufchatel cream cheese and some homemade apple butter. Yum! And, of course, all the wonderful things that can be made with pumpkin puree- muffins, cakes, pancakes or waffles, gratins, etc. For this Thanksgiving I made pumpkin whoopie pies. They're always a hit with my family and oh so delicious! I filled them with a vanilla bean cream cheese filling. Oh, pumpkin, you are so amazing!
Day 22, Nov. 22nd
Today I am thankful for my family
That includes my extended family. I don't have a pic because we take yearly family portraits at Christmas. But, I love my family! We always have so much fun when we get together. I was very lucky to be raised close to my cousins, so when we're all in the same room, we never stop laughing and joking and having a great time. My life is always so crazy and I'm always so laid back, I always have some insane story to tell at Thanksgiving. This year I regaled them with the story of the raccoon that stole my cat food. We just laughed for hours last night. I'm surprised we were actually able to eat anything! Seems like we never shut up. Obviously our celebrations are formally informal. We serve food buffet style, but we all sit down at one long table, say grace, and eat together. Quite impressive because there is usually more than 20 of us at dinner! It's loud and warm and so much fun having my family. This year we were blessed to have some new faces, and bummed that some regulars weren't present. My uncle and his family decided to change things up this holiday, so they didn't come to dinner. That's 8 people less than normal. But, my sister-in-law's family joined us, as well as my brother's girlfriend, my cousin's girlfriend, and my best friend (but, she's a regular anyway!). So, we still had a full house. My cousins came up with a wonderful idea for this holiday, and that's what I took a pic of for this blog. I'm thankful as all hell for my wonderful family.
Most of these say they're grateful for family and friends. I was thankful for "Your" Mother and Angry Smiles (inside joke). Someone was thankful for my delicious food. I didn't recognize the handwriting, so I don't know who that was! My brother was thankful for my other brother's beard. It was a fun way to start the night.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Day 20, Nov. 20th
Today I am thankful for Hostess brand snack cakes.
I know. They're really terrible for you. Full of terrible ingredients, most of which aren't even pronounceable. They're full of fat. Sugar. Hydrogenated oils. Some even have beef fat. I get it. The thing is Hostess cakes (especially for me the Twinkie and the Ding Dong) are childhood nostalgia in a plastic or foil wrapper. And it's not like I ate them all the time. I did go through an odd period of time where I kept a box of Twinkies at my desk at work in case I needed a fix in the afternoon. Took me forever and a half to go through a whole box. I always enjoyed the hockey puck shaped foil wrapped Ding Dong in my lunch as a kid. It was a rare treat, but a fun one. So, it is disappointing that another company has fallen victim to the times. Hostess is an American icon. Its sad to see it go.
My Hostess stash after doing a Hostess run the day it was announced they'd be shutting their doors. THIS IS NOT ALL MINE! My portion is the top (none of the boxes) and only one of the donettes bags. No, I'm not selling any of these. Freezing them or handing them out to my family.
If you want to continue reading this, I actually have a pretty amusing story about Twinkies. Before stashing them in my desk, I'd stash them in my room at home. I was probably about 19 years old... Well, one day my mom caught one of my beasts, rest his soul, trying to bust into the box of Twinkies in my room. She shooed him off and thought nothing of it. A short time later, she was coming home from running errands or picking up my brothers or something. I was at work or school. There was a random, lone Twinkie sitting in the middle of the floor in the middle of the living room. Mom, quite understandably, was confused by this. So, she approached the Twinkie and picked it up to inspect it. In one of the rounded Twinkie corners, there appeared to have been some sort of small explosion. The wrapper was frayed and there was a little chunk of snack cake missing from that side. It looked like a tiny bomb had gone off and blown out the corner. It was hilarious! The beast, Mart, had finally broken into that Twinkie box, helped himself to a cake, chewed his way through the wrapper, sampled it, and decided he didn't want it after all.
It was this beast! Mr. Thanks-for-the-clean-basket-of-laundry-for
-me-to-sleep-in. He was a good cat, though. Been gone for 4 years. I'll never forget that Twinkie.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Well, for those following the roommate drama in my life, this one's for you! For those that haven't, you might wanna catch up a bit! Here: www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_public_jo
So, Sunday morning I woke up, still very sleepy from being designated driver the night before for my friend's birthday (the mother of my "niece"). It was really fun, but I didn't get home until almost 2am. Can't tell you the last time I was awake at that hour (on purpose).
See? Lot's of fun! That's Heather, whom I haven't seen in almost 11 years!
I had a list of chores to do before I left for my visit that included a load of laundry and my weekly assigned household chore, which was kitchen counter. It entails more than just wiping down the kitchen counter, FYI. I also needed to tidy up a few things I had left out (my sewing machine for example, and the stool needed to get it in and out of the cupboard where I keep it stashed). I was putting away the stool in the utility closet where it's normally kept and I noticed something strange about my mop. Namely, that is was in multiple pieces instead of one big, cohesive unit. So, I reach down to grab the oddly detached mop head and cut myself on it! The tip of my finger started gushing blood. Strange! I inspect the mop head and realize it's been broken. I don't know how that happened. It's a pretty wickedly tough plastic that would take a pretty big amount of force to break it. But, the more strange thing was that this mop, broken and all, was placed back into it's proper storage location with nary a word uttered about it. There was no note on our message board, he didn't say anything to me, didn't text me... Now, if you were me, wouldn't you think that someone put a broken mop back where it belongs to cover up the fact that its been broken? Well, that's pretty much where She-'mate and my train of thought went.
But, from there it gets "worse". See, I just used that mop on Thursday night to complete my assigned household chore for the previous week, which was kitchen floor (once again sweeping the floor isn't all you do for that one). We have 1 mop with 1 mop pad, that you throw in the wash to clean when you're done with it. Well, we usually throw it in our soiled kitchen towels bin and then wash the kitchen towels at the end of the week when the bin is full. Someone else prematurely washed the kitchen towels that week so the bin only had 1 other towel in it and then the mop pad when I was done with it. Fast forward about 48 hours and He-'mate decides to do the wrong chore for his week and does kitchen floor (he was assigned to living room, so wrong room entirely!). Useless, right? It's been only 2 days since I swept, thoroughly mopped, and did the remainder of the tasks that chore has assigned to it (which he didn't do). Then, I threw the used, dirty mop pad in the bin.
So... the question is... what did he mop with? He broke my mop, so obviously he did use the thing. The mop pad was still in the bin, probably still wet to some degree since it was in a heap in the bin with another towel (or two?). She-'mate and I, to our horror, both think he used the already filthy mop pad to mop the floor. GROSS! Seriously?!?!?! So, he just put back everything that I mopped up on Thursday, essentially. Disgusting!
Well, since I knew I'd be gone by the time he got home and I was busy doing my chores anyway, I wrote him a quick note on the board saying he should have told me. That's literally all I said- "M***, you broke my mop and should have told me." [Well, I also asked him about using the dirty mop pad 'cuz She-'mate and I were curious/disgusted.] I mean, that's common courtesy, isn't it? You break something of someone else's, you tell them and say you're sorry, and leave the broken item out where they can see it or hand it to them directly. Then, if you can (and you better be able to somehow!) you offer to replace the item. Luckily its a mop- something easy and cheap to replace.
Well, She-'mate was there to witness the s***storm that was next and called me LITERALLY seconds after it happened. Now, the nature of my note was pretty straightforward and direct. There was no hidden message there. I'm not, nor did I say, I was pissed off about the actual breaking of the mop. It was the fact that he didn't give me the courtesy of telling me, but instead appeared to be hiding it. My grandmother even read my note when she came to pick me up and said there wasn't anything malicious about it. Well, He-'mate read it and FLEW OFF THE HANDLE! He stomped off into his room, threw some s*** around in there, slammed his door, and then spewed some crazy tirade at She-'mate. "This is so passive-aggressive! If she has something to say to me, she can say it to my face! I was gonna replace the mop! What, was she going to take it back home with her?! I'm going to call her!" She-'mate stared at him like he was a moron that was super over-reacting. And he was. And it's not passive-aggressive if I call you out BY NAME and say DIRECTLY what I had to say. If I had said "To WHOEVER broke my mop!" knowing it was He-'mate, THAT would have been passive aggressive. And I didn't have anything else to say. I didn't want to accuse him of covering anything up in case that was not his intention. I think he got mad 'cuz I called him out for using a filthy, soiled, already used, not washed mop pad and it embarrassed him.
So, he did call me, which I promptly ignored and left me a brief voicemail that I deleted without listening to. Spoke to She-'mate about it and she told me all the above. Told my grandma and aunt (who were sitting with me at lunch at a restaurant while all this went down).
He texted me yesterday saying we should sit down and air out our grievances when I get back. I don't know what the point of that would be. We're only going to be living together for a few more weeks. As soon as school's over, which I believe is December 6th, I'm going to begin the packing process. My ideal would be to move/be done packing before Christmas. That way after Christmas the cleaning and painting of my room back to its original color can take place. So, really, 3 or 4 more weeks tops of all of us living under the same roof. And I already knew a long time ago that there was no way we'd be friends after all this. Its too late. Even if things didn't go as they did, I really don't have anything in common with He-'mate anymore. We met at school and bonded over many school related things, but I don't have that with him anymore. And soon he won't have that either. The reality is, there wasn't much there besides that. So, to me, sitting down and airing out any grievances is a moot point. I'd just like to get through the next few weeks, get my schooling done, and go forth.
So... that was the start to my "vacation", which is really not a vacation, but a family business trip. I'm helping take care of a few things and lending a hand where needed so that a few things can get done and fixed or on their way to fixed.
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