The Great Flood

Yesterday after Justin read my blog he was like:

Justin: Hey I noticed you didn’t write about the flood in the bathroom.

Me: Ya, I got distracted by those penguin butts

Justin: I see… you had to talk about us round-house kicking in the living room but you couldn’t talk about when you flooded the bathroom.

Me: You mean when YOU flooded the bathroom. 

Honestly I was just trying to save Justin the embarrassment because it was totally his fault when I turned on the shower and didn’t make sure the curtain was in the right place, causing the water to flood all over the bathroom floor since I had aimed the nozzle at the curtain the last time I was in the shower. Furthermore it was his fault for making me chase him around for ten minutes before I went in the bathroom to actually take my shower, only to discover that a flood similar to that which Noah’s ark had to withstand. And the animals didn’t even come which sucks because I totally could have gotten a couple of cats and narwhals, and unicorns. 

In unrelated news- I found this on Amazon.com. I am not sure how I feel about it; mostly because koalas and penguins are no where near narwhals when one considers their habitats...

Photo Credit: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000J3IU6E/racquetdepotc-20

 

Sunday Horchata

Today was a great day. Justin's parents took us to the theater on honor of my birthday. We watched "Big Hero 6" which was pretty cute. After the movie we went to dinner at this place called BBQ4Life. It is this new vegan restaurant which used to be a food truck. It was pretty spectacular if I do say so myself. They also have a bbq for people who like meat so it is very well rounded. All in all I would say my day was perfect. 

It sure is good we have Justin's parents to save us from ourselves sometimes because if someone asked me what I did today (prior to leaving the house) I would have to say watched Justin drink some horchata then took turns round house kicking in the living room. So Ya. Despite being crazy busy it is not only pleasant but seemingly vital to get out of our casa sometimes. 

Since I'm writing this from my phone I have to put photos at the end of my blog. During the previews of the movie we watched they showed the new "Penguins of Madagascar" movie preview. At the end of the preview they had a little scene which reminded me of Justin and me. Justin of course is the one in the submissive position. 

Fat Cats and Bones

Today is Caturday and you know what that means...

photo credit: imgur

A fine photo indeed if I do say so myself. I wish I had cats to photo document, but I suppose that would greatly shift the subject matter of this blog.

In other news (get ready for things to turn bipolar up in here); if Justin and I die together this is probably what we will look like.

The only difference will be that Justin will probably still have some butt left no matter how much time has elapsed because let's face it that thing will take one million lifetimes to disintegrate. I kid, I kid- but this photo is super touching. I have no idea what the origins of it are; someone random posted it on Reddit.

That is all I have for today since I am once again worn out from school. The good news is there are only 33 days left until the end of the semester (counting weekends but not Thanksgiving break) and then I will finally be walking the line of graduation.

Okay, one more photo to celebrate:

Photo Credit: imgur Capybara and Cat

The Birds

Sometimes I get really lucky and Justin meets me for lunch; today was one of those days. Justin was kind enough to go in and order our teriyaki bowls and bring them out to the car where we could enjoy the lingering sun. It was so unusually warm for a November day that we had to crack the windows a bit to let in a bit of crisp breeze. All seemed perfect...it was then that tragedy struck.

Poop had shot in the cracked window and landed in my food bowl, on my hand, hair face and all over the steering wheel. I sat dumbfounded for a few moments trying to determine what had happened. I literally had the window open 5 or 6 inches and somehow the bird had angled his asshole to precisely shoot his shit right into my food/lap area. Fortunately I carry hand sanitizer in my car since I often handle E. Coli and other harmful microorganisms in the lab I am in at school. I used the instant hand sanitizer to wash my face (feel the burn) and everywhere else that the poop had sprayed. Then I ate the rest of my food, avoiding the poop as best I could. No I'm kidding, sadly the food had to be thrown away. Hindsight; what I should have done was set the bowl out and allowed the devilish bird to eat his own poop-slathered food.

But all of that aside I am quite sure the real circumstances were that someone was in a such a hurry to deliver my late Hogwarts letter that they accidentally shat themselves while trying to complete their mission. If anyone who has connections to the wizzarding world is reading this; unfortunately I did not receive my letter and still unaware of how to find platform 9 3/4 here in the states. So if you could send a replacement owl that would be fantastic, preferably one who doesn't poop in my food.

Photo Credit: Harry Potter films

Photo Credit: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone book

Pigwidgeon from the Harry Potter films Photo Credit: http://scienceofmarried.weebly.com/blog/decor-inspiration-owls

I Blame The Christmas Music

If your name is Justin, and you are my boyfriend you probably shouldn't be reading this blog.

This weird thing happened the other day. I went to the co-op and found some cupcakes for Justin and my anniversary. I had been having a pretty good day because I found that radio station that plays Christmas music non-stop, in the morning I interpretive danced in my apartment to it and in the afternoon it accompanied my errand running. After picking up the cupcakes I decided to make a pit stop at the park and eat the sandwich I had gotten for lunch. At the conclusion of my lunch I was feeling a little... unsatisfied. I knew immediately what had to be done to remedy the situation. And I guess they say (and by they I mean I) that if no one sees you eating sweets it totally doesn't count.

After eating one cupcake I realized that later on I would be sad if Justin and I had to split the remaining cupcake. I guess I wasn't thinking because before I knew it the second cupcake was gone and I was VERY full. I attempted to wash down my mistake with some organic cranberry coconut juice. It was not a good combo. I quickly made my way back to the store and purchased two more cupcakes then came home and fell into a food coma.

That evening Justin arrived home and asked me what I wanted for dinner. I figured he would have known right away that something was amiss because I am nearly ALWAYS hungry. I suppose luck was on my side because he didn't bat an eye when I said I wasn't feeling well, and wasn't hungry. Fast forward like 3 hours and I started to get my appetite back and downed dinner and second dinner back to back, then as a grand finale Justin and I had a cupcake. So ya, happy early Christmas celebration to me!     

Photo Credit: funnycatphotos.com

Remember Remember the Fifth of November

I awoke bright and early (well technically it was still dark outside) this morning in anticipation of giving Justin his anniversary gift. I should have taken photos because the contents of this cardboard box (the entire series of Boy Meets World) were wrapped in a perfect blushing shade of pink. Coupled with the Channing Tatum shirtless photo on the exterior of the box I would say this was one of my better wrapping jobs. 

After Justin and I exchanged gifts I got up and ate a pumpkin pie for breakfast which was pretty darn amazing. Justin had to work today, and I had six-ish hours of class so I spent most of the day dreaming about dinner because surprisingly pumpkin pie is not that filling. As soon as 5 o’clock rolled around Justin called me to inform me that he had mistakenly locked his keys in the car. So we went up and waited for an hour for the locksmith to come relieve us from the circumstances.

At long last the situation was remedied and we went on our merry way to dinner at the vegan cafe where I enjoyed soup, salad, hummus and pita- a dinner fit for a king. Now "Magic Mike," is blasting on the television as Justin indulges and I write this blog. So all in all today was pretty amazing. Here are some of the flowers from my man :)

Birthday Magic

Justin: I recorded Magic Mike for you

Me: For me? I thought I said I didn't want to be seeing a bunch of hanging participles swinging to and fro

Justin: I thought I told you there would be no nudity since it is recorded on cable, anyway it is ready for whenever you want to watch i, because I recorded it for you.

Me: ... okay.

Justin: Do you wanna watch it right now?

Me: You seem mighty anxious to watch the movie you only recorded for me.

Justin: well...I like Channing Tatum

Me: hmmm

Honestly I am pretty sure that Justin only wants to watch that movie so he can try to scam some new moves to entertain me with, but we wound up watching Dark Shadows. This is probably a good thing since the art of big butted dancing should be organically had, and uninfluenced by shows about strippers who are magic.

What makes magic Mike so magic anyway? Did he go to Hogwarts? Because I have never heard of someone named Mike in the wizarding world. *sigh, I guess the only option is to find out. I have a funny feeling it will be one of those movies I have to watch while wearing a ski mask backwards; not to fulfill some weird fantasy but to shade mine eyes.

I also felt like sharing this with you because tomorrow doth it is my Birthday! And as you may recall I happen to share my special day with an English holiday which is just fantastic.