Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Just a blurb

I will be getting my tonsils out soon, which is both exciting and terrifying news for me. I am excited because I have always hated my tonsils and thought they needed to come out for awhile. It is terrifying me because I am scared of surgery. I know, I'm a wuss and what not, but there are risks involved with surgery, like death and that is not a good thing. I'm not scared of dying, I believe that I'll die when I'm supposed to die and how I'm supposed to die. So if I am supposed to die when getting my tonsils out then so be it, I'll be dead and there is nothing that I'll be able to do about that. Until then I'm just going to keep going to sleep at random hours, like tonight's bed time is about 7 pm, and I'm perfectly happy with that.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

I've been a super bad blogger and I'm sorry, please forgive me?

Hi there,
It has been a long time since I've been around and I know that you have missed me, (probably not, but for my ego I'd like to think you have). I have been a petty busy little bee, since September 16, 2012, which was the last post I did, which I don't think even really counts as a post since it was just saying see you eventually.
I guess it would be time to play catch-up then. I am 2/3rds of the way done with my senior year in college. Super stoked about that. Super sad that I don't get to spend my spring break, which starts on the 22nd, on the mountains snowboarding because I have a disease called mono, maybe you have heard of it as the "kissing disease". I was diagnosed with it in early January and was told that I might be able to go snowboarding before the season ended, well I had a major flare up this last weekend. So badly that I had to go into the ER because I was in so much pain from my tonsils and I could not swallow anything. Even as I type this I am still hopped up on pain killers, so I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense. Snowboarding is completely out of the question now, because I might fall down and injure my spleen and die. I believe that we have a curse because the last two years that we have bought a 4-pack of tickets to Loveland, one of us haven't been able to go. Last year my mom got that whole liver thing going on where she can't ski because she is on blood thinners. This year I got mono and the whole spleen issue.
Back in September I was super busy with school and that is why I didn't have time to write on here. I was working on building two different restaurants from the ground up for two different class projects. It was a lot of work and I stressed out about it way too much. I got good grades on them and had a lot of fun with one of them. The one that was a lot of fun we actually got to put it into practice for a day and run a kitchen at school. I was pretending to be the executive chef and it was a new experience because I am baking and had never been in charge of other people before. With that project we actually got to see if we would make a profit or loss, and my group actually made a profit, one of only three groups to do so in the class. Our restaurant theme was the movies, so all of our menu items were puns off of movies such as Conan the vegetarian instead of Conan the Barbarian.
The holidays were a bit of fun, it didn't really feel like the holidays though. Christmas kind of came up and went away quickly. New Years Eve I was boring and stayed home and did nothing exciting.
Not too long after New Years Eve something exciting did happen though. I got a job working at a cupcake shop that I absolutely love. We make cupcakes that have alcohol in them, they are the best cupcakes I think anyone will ever have, I'm not biased though. This cupcake shop is so small that right now I am the only employee, besides the owners. The owners are a husband and wife team who are awesome and really laid back. Between the job and school I have been kept pretty busy, especially since I still try to have a social life besides working on projects with friends for school.
Not to be a Debbie Downer but on February 6, 2013 we had to put my beloved Lexicat down. We found out that she had cancer and her poor little body was struggling to breathe. In a matter of a week she lost 2 lbs, which is a lot for such a tiny cat. It hasn't been that long, but I know that she is gone. I keep expecting to see her around though, like I'll walk past some of her favorite places to be and I catch a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye and think it is her, but she isn't ever there. I miss her greatly.
Things to look forward too though:
Recipes might be delivered, but probably not. The recipes I use for work are confidential.
I will be posting at least one more post, which will be May 18th, the day I walk across the stage for graduation.
Those are the things I can think of for now.