Let me just start by saying, if you read
this post then you know I have a slight “phobia” of being in an enclosed room with no fresh air. Well I had round two yesterday of these training classes and I don’t know what is in the water for these people, but they ALL were coughing, sneezing, breathing, living, and driving me crazy. That took up HALF of my Friday. Thank goodness I eat trees and drink prunes to prevent getting sick. (I haven’t been sick in years, knock on wood.)
It took me forever to find the place, and to be honest I almost had a “freak out” moment. I get really stressed out when I get lost or think I am going to be late somewhere. I had to stop and take a breath because getting worked up was not going to help me find the place. Which I finally did.
The only thing that kept me sane throughout this class was the mass amounts of tea I had. I brought my own mason jar full, and then had at least 4 cups of the tea I found when I got there. What does that mean? I had to pee a lot. Sounds normal right? Well check out what was in the bathroom..
Is this why everyone was coughing? This was seriously RIGHT next to the toilet..my face could have touched it if I wanted it to. The building is a SMALL anex branch off from the hospital up the road. Can anyone out there tell me WHY there are sharp collectors in the bathroom?!? I’ve seen these in hospitals too, I just don’t get it. If I am going to the hospital to get a shot I surely don’t want it done in the bathroom, nor should the nurse be wandering around the halls with a dirty needle. Just aint right I tell ya. Someone help me out here…
In between training classes I finally jumped on the PB+apple “sandwich” bandwagon. Tortilla instead of bread. I figured, PB and apples are good..so this has to be banging. Great succccesss! (quick what movie is that from!?)
After breathing in air fulls of death and nearly being stabbed with bathroom needles, I rushed home to make it to the black and white shindig con mi madre. I had no idea what to wear because it wasn’t a super fancy event, so I settled with this.
I really wanted to bring a date, I knew just the guy and he matched my outfit perfectly. I even did my best impression of him.
Fierce right? Oh and those cupcakes were from the event. Cats and Cakes make a perfect date in my book.
The event was fun, lots of food, but I only hung out with these guys..
Theres those darn cupcakes again. I must say they were quite delish, and were the highlight of the event..UNTIL…
I won a raffle prize!!!! Not only did I win a prize, but I swear my mom paid them to call my number just like she pays my friends to hangout with me. Why? Because this prize was MADE for me.
Xocai melting chocolate, with the little cups and spoons!! This was the only prize that had to do with food. Fate? I think yes. The moose didn’t come with, but I loved his sign. I am all about a balanced diet..preach it brotha!
That’s all I have for you my loves. I am out the door to volunteer with the Humane Society “Petswalk.” Then off to Viking Fest–this is an annual street fair that everyone goes to. Then afterwards people end up at the bars. I plan to dress up like a police officer and fake arrest drunks until they agree to buy me chocolate covered bananas and oranges. OK so I don’t know which part of my brain just though that idea up, but it actually sounds legit! Happy Saturday babycakes!
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Fierce right? Oh and those cupcakes were from the event. Cats and Cakes make a perfect date in my book. The event was fun, lots of food, but I only hung out with these guys..