My first week home.

...and I'm spending all my time being in love.

My parents are on vacation and I am home alone with Princess, my dog. I never realized how spoiled she actually was until I had to take care of her. She is worse than a baby.

This is the list of what my mom left me to do for her:

Breakfast- break fish oil pill over food and spread around

Give her a bone if you are watching television

Dinner

Take her on a evening walk (when everyone is in so she doesn't bark at people)

Roll up her allergy medicine in ham and feed to her

She likes to go to bed early

Take her out around 3am

She is spoiled!

Indianapolis

I am back home. It was a little bit of a stressful move, considering I moved to Muncie in two cars and moved home in one. But I am here now and loving it. I have slowly started unpacking. My room is cozier than ever! It is nice to return home with tons of photos of a boyfriend. Adam is just down the street now and it feels nice.

Here at home my parents don't have internet (or cable I might add) and the only place I can seem to 'steal' service is from the window sill in my bathroom. I am going to try my hardest to post a couple times a week but this wooden stool next too my loud washer and drier is not going to be a place you'll often find me.

We are having a yard sale this weekend, yay!

Hand cramp.

There are eight people left to be checked out of Baker/Klipple Halls. I have two hours to sit here and wait for eight people. Ugh. I have checked all my websites, talked to my mom twice, packed my entire room, rearranged my packed items, used my charge card for candy bars from the vending machine, licked my lips 150 times because I don't have chapstick, talked to Holly 'hardass' and text Adam. Adam, of which is a busy bee and I guess not in the mood to talk to me.

What a horrible, boring and long day.

Frustrations all the way around. I feel like I live in this room.

Side note: I feel like I have a lot freckles today... which is always an awesome thing!

Just a heads up, life is hectic. I am in the process of moving to Indianapolis and I might not be blogging for a couple of days. Stay tuned though, photos of the move and my new home will come soon!

Fun and cute thing Thursday!

Thanks to my google reader I found this post. These toilet paper rolls are so precious. When I first saw them I thought maybe I would try it, but in the end I would probably end up crying by the time I got the tiny people cut out. I can't imagine how you would glue them in the roll.

I came across these necklaces a while back and have had them

on my to buy list. I want one simple red leather book. I think it suits me very well.

This ring is so adorable. I love silver and Tiffany. I don't

have anything from there... yet. There are a few little things that I like. My journalism teacher, Sarah Snider, always taught me that you never want to buy anything Tiffany that has their logo on it. She said, it makes you look tacky and no classy. Whether this is true or not, I'm not sure but I know one thing, I will never buy anything obviously name brand.

Last but not least, these cute mustard flats from Target.

I want a pair so bad but I cannot

find them at my local Target.

Oh, Philadelphia.

I have an addiction, a sweet sweet addiction. It is uncontrollable. It's my favorite part of the day. It is my weakness. There is nothing better than that cold cream cheese on top of a warm bagel. I know it seems to be topic of my blogs a lot but that is only because they taste so good.

Today I will need as much energy as possible because I have a lot to get done.

-I need to sit and wait for residents to check out of their rooms.

-I need to eat lunch.

-I need to sit at the desk and watch people walk by.

-I want to read my novel a little bit.

-I need to sleep.

... I need a lot of energy to keep me occupied on the most boring day of my life.

Are you doing anything fun today?

Let me fill you in.

It has been one hell of a night.

Let me play it out for you...

Glee, yay!

Fire alarm sounds 20 minutes in, boo!

The fire exit door gets stuck... 20 minutes of annoying noises until it's fixed.

Begin doing my RA duties.

Fire alarm sounds again.

Students here for the midnight breakfast are very very upset.

I tried to control the crowds but when that "All's Clear" was yelled from the door an angry mob almost trampled me.

I fixed the fire exit door, with ease this time.

I finally get to my room and kick off my shoes and then realize I still haven't done my duties and have now missed every show I had planned on watching.

OH MY LANTA! Look at that! Matthew Morrison is using a Canon. Yuck.

For my subscriber.

Enjoy this one.

"Shed a little happiness my way."

This is the cutest pinhole I have ever seen.

I got bit by something that made my jaw swell and it still hasn't recovered. Although the pain is gone, the nasty bump isn't.

I packed a lot tonight and now my room is full of white walls and left over sticky tack piles. I've probably went a little overboard. I packed almost everything. I rushed it and now I have nothing to do but stare off into space and feel like a patient in a hospital. Speaking of which, when I was younger I used to make collages of similar items and send them to patients who didn't have anything to do or anyone to visit them. I'd spend days cutting out watches, flowers, shoes or people and paste them to cardboard. My mom said that the elderly would sit there and group the same colors together or count how many open toed sandals there were compared to boots. She said that in the end I was helping them become smarter. I used to think that was the coolest thing, to have such an impact so far away just by pasting photos together. I wonder where those posters are today...

Have you done anything simple but meaningful for someone lately?

The Calm Before the Storm

It's a night that doesn't deserve television but only a good book read from a chair by the window. Storms remind me of home. Standing on the porch, feeling brave but so frightened at the same time. Waiting until the last minute to find refuge in the trash closet praying that everything will be okay.

I always seem to jump the gun too soon. In this instance I would pack food, my favorite electronics, my dog and a change of warm clothes only to find myself having a big mess once the skies were clear. In other instances I have a tendency to conform or answer too soon. I'm quick to judge but thank goodness, slow to speak.

Enjoy a night of blogging, reading and just watching out that window like it's a television. Turn to channel WIRF (watching idiots run fast), eat something sweet and relax.