Promise

I feel terrible. Haven't posted in forever. And I need to tell you guys about my wedding! Ahh! Yes. I'm married. I was married by my library director at our summer lock in to Seth, my fellow library worker/2013 Blair High School graduate. I kept updating our romance all night. I'll post all of the pics and videos soon! Promise! It will be worth it. Completely and totally. We had rings and everything. And I had a toilet paper gown. Soon. Promise.

It's a long one

The girls and I tried this homemade paint thing today. We mixed a cup of corn starch with a cup of water and added food coloring. Looking back, I would do it differently, but it was still fun. We painted the sidewalk for awhile then we threw the excess around to make splatter art. It looked epic. Like a multicolored murder scene.

We also watched High School Musical 2. I HAVE NOT SEEN THAT MOVIE IN SO LONG. I MEAN EVERYONE KNOWS THAT IT'S THE WORST OF THE THREE BUT STILL. IT'S A HUGELY SUCCESSFUL HIGHLY LUCRATIVE FRANCHISE THAT IS DESIGNED TO LURE IN YOUNG GIRLS WITH THE PROMISE OF CUTE BOYS AND HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA. And then I actually got to high school and its was nothing like Disney channel led me to believe.

We had ice cream at work today, and I got a Dilly bar, which I haven't had in YEARS. When I was younger, my parents only ever got me Dilly bars. I didn't even know blizzards EXISTED until I was like 13. And then I was like, OH MY GOSH THIS IS WHAT DAN HAS BEEN HAVING WHILE I'VE BEEN STUCK WITH A FREAKING DILLY BAR IN THE BACKSEAT. I didn't even know there were multiple Dilly bar flavors! Until today! I found out there are different flavors TODAY.

Dad also informed over dinner that there is a mint chocolate option. Thank you father.

So... Tank has developed this habit of peeing when he gets excited. Like when someone comes in the door. Anyone. He's peed on two of my friends this week. HE'S PEEING ON MY FRIENDS. HE PEED ON ME TONIGHT. AND ALL I DID WAS LET HIM OUT OF HIS KENNEL. 

Over.

Update

I'm so done with mashed potatoes. Seriously. Even ice cream is losing its charm. All I want... Is a hamburger. Or a piece of pizza. JUST SOMETHING SOLID. 

But on the upside we have surpassed the three to five day window in which dry sockets usually occur! Yay wisdom teeth removal!

Blogging while intoxicated

I should not be blogging while high on pain medication that I was prescribed after my wisdom teeth removal. But I am. But I am NOT posting a video because my cheeks are all fat like a chipmunk and I cannot have that circulating the Internet. Nope. Too much.

So... I've just been sitting around the house watching movies for the last two days. I'm not allowed to do stairs by myself anymore unless I scoot down them like a toddler because I rolled down them on Friday and mom doesn't want me to have any more dental work done. I eat lots of ice cream. And mashed potatoes. My mom is probably getting tired of making mashed potatoes. And she has to get up at three in the morning to feed me my pain pill so that's not very fun either :( she's the best mommy.

I AM SO SLEEPY AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING WITHOUT FALLING OVER.

And I have chipmunk face.

I'm silly.

I like my ice cream.

Over.

AMERICA.

I love America on the 4th of July. Seriously. I feel sorry for the British (not just because it's the anniversary of our divorce from them) and the Germans and the Australians and everyone else who doesn't have a big day, once a year where it's totally okay to act like a jerk to everyone who is not of your nationality and eat themed foods and blow a lot of things up. We become a real unified nation for one day. One day where it's all YEAH AMERICA. YOU GO AMERICA. YOU BEAT UP BRITAIN. GREAT JOB. And fireworks. I love fireworks. They're so gorgeous and amazing and like, wow, we've progressed to the age where we understand fire enough to make shapes and colors project into the sky. Flippin' sweet.

But someone could totally get shot on the 4th of July and no one would ever know. Like seriously, someone could be mowed down with a machine gun and everyone would be like, 'firecrackers! I love them!'

So...patriotism aside... I get my wisdom teeth removed at 8 am tomorrow morning. YIPPEE. I'm looking forward to the happy drugs, and the excuse to not to do anything for several days but I AM NOT LOOKING FORWARD TO the stabbing pain that will reside in my mouth for quite some time.

Maybe if you guys are lucky I'll post a video of myself hopped up on crazy drugs.

God bless America.

Over.

Prizes...

So I work at a library and I picked my prizes for the summer reading program yesterday (just because I work there doesn't mean I can't participate and win prizes!) and here's what I got.

They're for my dorm room...

All the cool kids are going to want to be friends with me.

I can explain the Camp Rock poster.

I was a big Disney kid.

Over.

I can't get up mom. The blankets have accepted me as one of their own. If I leave now I might lose their trust.