Thursday Thirteen #1
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| Thirteen Interesting Facts About Erica
1. I was named after Erica Kane from All My Children. 2. I had a spinal fusion surgery when I was twelve and now have a stainless steel spine. 3. I treat my cat like my daughter. 4. I think sprinkles are gross. 5. I am deathly afraid of rollercoasters. 6. I love love love green apple pucker. 7. I'm obsessive compulsive and it drives my roommate nuts. 8. I am the only girl in the majority of my classes because I am an engineering major. 9. I am in love with Mike Rowe from Dirty Jobs. 10. I scrapbook constantly. 11. I really wish I owned a desk so that I wouldn't have to sit on my bed to do my homework. 12. Red velvet cake is my favorite. 13. I wish I had bigger boobs. |
A new day is coming…I am finally free
Packing, packing, packing. I’m so sick of packing!! For the first time in my life I really hate that my bedroom is in the attic. I carry one box down 2.5 flights of stairs and out to my car where it’s about 115 degrees only to run back up the stairs to get another box. I’m exhausted! But I figure if I get my car all loaded up today then tomorrow I can run a few last minute errands and then on Friday it’s time to hit the road.
A bit of good news though. My cat Jezebel is diabetic and has been for about 6 years. She gets insulin injections twice a day. Needless to say she is a very expensive and high maintenance cat. I love her to death but sometimes I run short on money for her supplies. Today in my packing efforts I found a box in the back of one of the kitchen cupboards that had 100 unused syringes in it. Oh my goodness! It was like Christmas!
So maybe it’s good thing that I’m packing up the house I spent the last 15 years in. I’m finding lots of things that I (a) didnt know I had and (b) bring back lots of good memories (like when I found my Puppy Surprise). I just wish I had a magic wand I could wave that would put everything in boxes for me.
I’m going to visit my grandmother tomorrow. She’s in a nursing home and suffers from dimentia. Today I made some triple berry muffins to take to her. Let’s hope she remembers my name. Sometimes when I go there she thinks I’m my mother. It makes me uncomfortable because she argues with me. If she’s talking about something I have no idea about (because she thinks I’m my mom) and I say something, then she gets all mad that I don’t “remember” when this or that happened. It’s frustrating to say the least.
Anyway, here’s to the end of packing coming nearer and here’s to new beginnings.
Egyptian Cotton
I move out of my mom’s house and into an apartment near my school on Friday. This is not the first time. In fact I have moved out and back into my mom’s house three times now. However this time I have to move out for good. My mom recently sold her house and plans to move in with her fiance. This kind of hinders my moving plans. I drive a Honda Accord. I love it and it drives so nicely…but it’s tiny. I have a tower of boxes in my bedroom that I look at every day and wonder how the hell I’m going to get them all into my car. I think I’ll just leave them behind and “forget” to label them so that they will just get moved to my mom’s new house.
After weeks of packing I decided to treat myself to new bedding. My little mermaid sheets just aren’t going to cut it anymore. I learned this after getting hopelessly taunted by a previous boyfriend. So today I went to Bed Bath and Beyond with my 20% off coupon in hand. I found a pretty lime green and pink reversible quilt for $32.00. Perfect! Now I just needed sheets. Well…do you have any idea how hard it is to match lime green and pink with sheets. Not to mention I’m a little princess and I like my sheets soft and silky. So I walk over to the sheets aisle. Let’s be honest here…I haven’t bought myself new sheets since I was like 12 (thus the Ariel themed bedding I currently have). Sheets are expensive. I found a set of pink striped sheets for $30.00. OK that’s a good price, but what’s the thread count? 250. Well now that will never do. I glanced over at the 600 thread count section, spotted a price tag reading $79.00, and sighed. I’m a poor college student. Perhaps I will have to learn to live without Egyptian Cotton. (In all honesty I have never owned Egyptian Cotton sheets but I plan to sometime in my life just to see what all the hype is about). So I bought my $30.00 250 thread count sheets. They are now in the washing machine with a large amount of fabric softener.
I hope one day I’m rich. One day I will have 1000 thread count Egyptian Cotton sheets.
On the edge…
Here I am starting a brand new blog. And here I am standing on the edge of adulthood.
Well….let’s be honest. I’m 21 years old. I’ve been an adult for quite some time. I am about to begin my final year of college. Once this year is over I will be forced to grow up and take on the responsibilities of the real world.
Am I ready?
Hell no.
Thus I decided the need for a brand new blog. A clean slate to chronicle my adventures for the next year and beyond.
Work hard. Party hard.
That’s my motto for this year. I am going to work my ass off in school so that I can graduate. However, I am also going to take every opportunity to enjoy what will most likely be the last reckless year of my life. It’s scary. I’m not ready to grow up but it has to happen.
The title of my blog says it all. You can party all you want, but at the end of the day you still have to buckle down and clean the litter box.
Sex, Drugs, and Kitty Litter 