Confesstions of a TwentySomething Klutz

It is Friday night, about 1:00. I have a craving for ice cream. I go to Wal-Mart (where else at that time in the morning?!) and am parusing down the frozen food section and find the Edy's Slow Churned ice cream... Girls Scout Samoa Cookie Ice Cream, to be exact. Then, the idea hits me. I want chocolate syrup to go with it. Well, where do they keep the Hershey's syrup? On the aisle with the ketchup, mustard, BBQ sauce and industrial sized mayonnaise. Why?, I'm really not sure, but they do.

So, I'm leaning toward the left side, trying to make sure that I'm on the right aisle. What I didn't see... you guessed it... KFC Masterpiece BBQ sauce, with Sesame Seeds. Well, I go splat all over the floor. My favorite pair of Roxy sandals, my favorite Old Navy jeans are both covered in chicken dressings. So, I try to get up. It wasn't graceful, it wasn't elegant, it wasn't pretty. It wasn't successful . I go down again. And about 3 or 4 more times, until I finally get frustrated enough to take my shoes off and walk barefooted (GROSS) through Wal-Mart.

I had to make a special trip to my parent's house to wash my jeans and shirt. My sandals are still slippery and my car smells like a mix between General Tso's chicken and the BBQ chicken my dad raised me on. Go stinkin' figure. Who else would that happen to? Only me... just watch out behind those SUV's :)

~Beach Debut Day 2006~
Joy and I at Ormond Beach this week

Beach Debut Day

One of my favorite Days of the year is the first day that I get to spend the day basking in the Florida sunshine, listening to the crash of the tide on the everchanging beach line. The gulls are sweeping over head, and occassionally, if you are lucky and very observant, you can see the dolphins just below the horizon. These days always bring back so many memories.

My mom has this picture of my dad and me. I was 2 and he was 26 or 27 and we were both seeing the Atlantic ocean for the first time. When Jennifer was 6 weeks old we took her to the beach. She got so burned she looked more a tomato with hair than an infant. The last time we went to the beach as a family. Dad let us rent boogey boards and we laughed and had so much fun. The next summer we went to the Jersey shore and got more burned than I ever have in my entire life!! It was exciting to see somewhere different. In 2003 we drove from Florida to Texas to see Dale's sister and brother-in-law who live in Dallas. Along the way we stopped in Biloxi and took a ferry out to the barrier islands. That island, as I understand it is now completely underwater due to the effects of Hurrican Katrina. In 2005, Joy and Michelle and I went to Los Angeles and we stuck our toes into the Pacific Ocean. It was COLD!!!! I hope to return.

Happy Beach Debut Day Everyone!!!

Roadrunner and Sweet Tea

When I moved into my nifty little one bedroom apartement at the end of December, I decided that I didn't have the money to afford the internet... I still don't but thanks to PATIENCE, and some detective work, I found out that my cable company is having a special... $14.99 a month for a year. What a steal!!! So I called and reluctantly agreed to have them come out today, Wednesday mornign between 8 and 11, knowing the fatigue that I would probably be suffering from. But what's a few hours, right? Well, I slept right through the appointment. Typical. So, I called the lovely people at Brighthouse to figure out when we would be able to reschedule. They ever so politely told me that they could add me on at the end of the day and the service guy would be there sometime between now (11:30) and 8:00 this evening. Very well, there goes another day of the gym. So,9 hours a VERY cleaned apartement, a pitcher of sweet tea, half of a Jodi Piccoult book, Oprah, Dr. Phil (the primetime version), and PATIENCE. I still do not have the internet. Did I mention PATIENCE? I have been promised that the nice little service guy will be here on Friday morning between 8:00 and 11:00 to install my Roadrunner service. Goodness, I hope I can stay awake this time...

For Heather

Oh, so much has happened since I last took the time to sit down and post. The apartement is going fabulously well. I, along with my parents painted my living room. The dark jewel tones are all coming together nicely and I had yet another realization that I am officially an adult as I parused down the aisle at Target where they house all of the placemats and napkins proclaiming that "those won't do... they don't match the pillows in the living room!!!" A few weeks after that I had my own encounters with the unitelligible, as I got ran over by a rather large SUV at work. After six weeks, multiple X-rays, a CT scan, an MRI, a prescription for muscle relaxants, and an eerie identification with my all of my patients, and then a visit to an orthopaedic SURGEON, I found out that I torn a tendon in my left wrist and severly sprained two others on the outside of the same wrist. That is a whole different conversation, that I am only just now able to type. The back pool at Carlton Arms has been my friend lately. Many lazy, hot Florida spring afternoons have been spent there. I am darker now in the beginning of May, than I have been in years!!! Yeah!!! Summer is just beginning at I can't wait until I begin making the trek across the state to Ormond for lazy days in the sand with the sound of the surf just a few feet away from me... not just something I try to reenact in my head. Hopefully these will be coming much more regularly, the cable comes next Wednesday to hook up the internet in my apartement. Happy Thursday, everyone!!