Whew! Sorry it’s been so long my beloved readers! I have been unbelievably busy..but don’t worry..I’ve been thinking of you, a lot! And if you know me at all, you’ll know what my parenthesised phrase means.
I don’t even know where to start. So…I’ll start here. I saw the amazing, beautiful Punch Brothers at George’s the weekend before Thanksgiving. It was freaking awesome. I have never seen a crowd at George’s be so still and quiet for so long. And I mean that in the best way possible. Everyone just stared in awe. And if you turned around to take a look at the crowd (which I did) everyone was pure smiles. Plus, shortest line ever at the bar. Its as if people were actually there to see/listen to the music!! Imagine that! If you’ve never listened to the Punch Brothers…do it. They were on David Letterman a few weeks ago and played with Steve Martin and just yesterday were nominated for two Grammys. Not to mention their band name is a reference to a Mark Twain story, which makes them that much awesome-er. (that’s right…I hyphenated and -er’d it).
Normally, I’d insert a little pic right here of the band. Granted, a blurry, poorly shot photo, but a picture, nonetheless. Unfortunately, I have to say that this night is marred by an ugly little incident. My phone was stolen. Which means all of my photos were stolen. And my contacts. I thought I knew who did it, but he denied it (I mean…that’s what liars do, right?). I filed a police report, which I know was futile. It made me really sad for a day or two that people like that are still lurking around. Seriously…it was an “old” 3g iphone. In the iphone world, that’s like a rotary dial phone! I do not understand. The best part is that the boy who I accused of stealing my phone has since contacted me to try to “hangout”. I just accused him of being a liar and a thief and he thinks I’d possibly want to go on a date?? Boys are dumb. End of story.
Next, I went to Atlanta with my mother to visit my sister Caylee. It was quite the trip! We flew out of the Branson airport, which is about the size of my apartment (and I’m only slightly under-estimating). Mom was convinced that if I wore an underwire bra we would be delayed two hours. I refused to go without my underwire and we were not delayed, not because of my brassiere, anyway. Security was pretty effortless. The only tip I can give is to make sure to wear socks. They make you take your shoes off and walk through the metal detectors barefoot. I find it utterly disgusting that people walk through there with no socks. We made it to the terminal with no complications and eventually found out our plane supposedly hit a bird on the way in, which delayed us an hour. Which just seemed very silly to me. We finally made it on the plane and in the air. And then the woman across the aisle from mom and me had a seizure. It was scary. I had never seen anyone seize up before (aside from my friend Keith’s dog, Toby….). Hearing her husband yell for help was probably the scariest part. And of course, there was a doctor on the plane (just like every good dramatic sitcom that ends up ok in the end). So he asked her some questions and she seemed ok after a little juice. Some nice fella gave up his “business” class seat for her and came and sat with us lowly back-of-the-plane occupants. We had to wait a little while once we landed so EMS could get her off the plane and make sure she was ok.
Atlanta airport was nuts. According to my mother and my sister, it is either the busiest or the biggest. They couldn’t decide which one it is. Either way…nutso. On Thanksgiving morning we woke up early and went to the Annual Atlanta Thanksgiving Day Half-Marathon and 5K. It was a lot of fun (except for having to be there at some ungodly early hour like 7 or whatever it was). Mom and I ran the 5K and Caylee ran the half. We all finished and did really well. Hopefully I can keep it up and will be running the half marathon next year!
I did it!
Waiting for Caylee at the finish line!
The rest of the trip was spent basically shopping. It was chaotic. I was definitely glad to be getting home on Sunday! I asked my sister, ZZ, to watch my pup Lola Belle for the week I was gone. And I was missin me some Lola bad!! Mom and I had a nice flight home and made it back to Fayetteville. Then I had to drive to Tulsa to get my poo poo (I generally refer to Lola as Poo Poo..probably because all I do is pick up her poo poo). I met up with ZZ and we had a good chat. It’s still so weird that she lives in another city. Anyway, good to see her…but SOOOO awesome to see poo poo head (sorry Zeezers). I love that little 4 lb. pooch more than anything else!
Poo Poo on the car ride home!
Creeper (but I really hope this one isn’t) Story of the Day: On the way home from Oklahoma I received a phone call from a different (but Arkansas) area code. Since that jerkface stole my phone, I lost all my numbers. I had told one of my friends with this same area code to call me, so I just figured it was her. Thank goodness I didn’t answer the phone inappropriately, because it definitely wasn’t her. I answered and there was a boy on the other end! Guess who it was..you’ll never guess. Think about it…I’ll give you a second. It was the boy that hunted me down at work!! I had been wondering what happened to him. He goes to all that trouble to find me at work, gets my number and then never calls! Typical. He said he was in the deer woods for a week. And also that he lives in Dallas. Yowza! He apologized for not calling me, which I appreciated. He seemed to genuinely feel bad about it…so that made me feel good (wait, is that wrong?). He said he was in town for a few days and that he was coming back in a week for a job interview. He kind of put me on the spot and asked if he could see me this week. To be honest, had I known it was him calling I probably wouldn’t have even answered. But since I did answer, and he did call and all that…I said yes. And I’m glad I did, for now anyway. We went to Common Grounds and talked for a few hours. It was really nice. He makes me laugh a lot, which is pretty important for me. He also compliments me alot…which is soooo shallow but really nice. Ha! We spoke on the phone the day after the date and it was a really nice chat. For those of you who ever attempt to call me, know that I rarely talk on the phone and we ended up talking for nearly 45 minutes! He was driving back to Dallas, but said he wanted to come back up next week to see me. So for now, I am excited about him. If he wants to come back up here to take me out, hell…come on up buddy! (I will say that I only have two slight reservations as of yet, and they are kind of non-reservations..he doesn’t drink or barely drinks and he’s religious. These surely aren’t bad qualities but just kind of opposite from me. I’m not opposed to having a good/positive/different influence in my life…I just don’t want it to become an issue later…you know..like when I want to go to a Punch Brothers concert and get wasted face and have a DB steal my phone… I’m kind of only half-serious about this. Hopefully we can both just be who we are and not feel the need to try to change each other.)
I can’t believe it, but school is almost over with. I swear it seems like it JUST started! It’s always a good reminder that I love what I’m doing and pursuing my passion whenever I start to feel sad because a semester is coming to an end. School has never really felt like “school” to me. It’s always been fun (for the most part). I did just spend all day today writing a 15 page faux marketing plan for “Lo’s Bakery Bar” (I am a master procrastinator). It has me all kinds of excited because I think it is a pretty decent idea. Booze and baked goods…it doesn’t get any better than that, right?! The week before Thanksgiving we presented ideas for an Asian themed dinner we’re having next week. Both of my ideas were selected. First, I made a sesame roll with caramelized sweet potato filling. It is scrumptious! Stay with me here…it tastes kind of like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. The nuttiness of the sesame roll paired with the sweetness of the sweet potatoes…it just plain works.
Next, I made Banana Fritters. Mainly because I couldn’t think of any other “Asian” deserts. I’m not a fan of bananas..but everyone in class, including and especially Chef, died over these fried dumplings. They are so simple to make its genius. Mash up some ‘naners with a little flour, egg and milk and fry those babies.
Banana Fritters with powdered sugar and caramel sauce
For the past couple of weeks I kept wanting to write down little notes to remind myself of something I wanted to put in the blog…but I just couldn’t succumb to being that big of a dork (I get it…just me having a blog makes me a dork..but I just couldn’t go that far), but now I kind of wish I had because I know there was more to tell! I’ll add more later if I can think of anything. I promise next time I won’t wait as long to write!
HOLY CRAP ARKANSAS BEAT LSU!!!!!!!! WPS! That was freaking awesome. If Auburn wins this Saturday, which they should, we will be playing in the Sugar Bowl against Ohio St. in New Orleans. Unfortunately, I’ll be on the Jam Cruise boat. This is such a gold-plated problem and I know I sound like the biggest brat in the world by even mentioning it. But it does make me sad that I won’t get to watch it. I’m hoping I’ll at least be able to get updates via phone (via an iphone 4 that Santa hopefully brings me..please santa?!?!?!?!).
Happy 2nd night of Hanukkah to all my Jewish readers!! (maybe one day I’ll have a Jewish reader….I thought about converting when I was younger, does that count??) Also, I’m sorry that you (you being my hypothetical Jewish reader) don’t get off for this holiday. Everyone gets off for Christmas…if we’re gonna play like that then everyone should get off for Hanukkah, as well. That’s my 2 cents, at least.
Well, it’s officially Friday, now. So I hope everyone has a freakin’ fantastic weekend! Hopefully, I’ll get a run in, hang up my new hangy things I got at Ikea (I’ll post a pic if I ever get it done), do some laundry, and help mom make a cheesecake! What are you guys planning on doing this weekend??