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This weekend was three-day weekend #1. I have five more three-day weekends and two four-day weekends ahead of me this summer. And I plan to fill them all!
Here was my Memorial Day Weekend in ten items or less:
1. Friday night I met up with Nadia for dinner at Cheesecake Factory. Despite the fact that they have the most extensive menu ever we both ended up ordering the same chicken dish. We got different cheesecakes though. I got the carrot cake cheesecake (YUM) and probably immediately gained back the five pounds I lost from walking around Amsterdam.
2. Saturday morning I left for Emily's lake house in Decatur, Michigan. Three strangers picked me up in the fun-vee. Weirdest coincidence ever: the guy who was driving happed to live right across the alley from me. Crazy.
3. Due to every possible thing-gone-wrong possible we didn't get to take the boat out. :( But that's OK. It was a damn relaxing weekend. And I didn't have to try to brave tubing :)
4. Luther is the cutest dog ever. Whenever there is a dog around half my photos are of him.
5. Ian still refuses to let me take a photo of "the face." Whenever there is an Ian around half my photos are of him.
6. Despite the fact that there was no sacrificial lamb, Tyler's burgers were damn tasty. Especially when topped with ketchup, cheese, a fried egg, and burnt bacon. Did you know that you can grill bacon? You do now.
7. Floating on an innertube, drinking a cherry wheat, and soaking up the sun = heavenly.
8. Sunburnt knees = not so heavenly.
9. da da. da da. Nope...no sharks in the lake!
10. "Ian made my crotch all wet!" Ian kept picking fights with me and throwing water balloons at me. He clocked me in the head twice and the lower regions once. Thanks to Tyler's obsession with my camera I've got a great photo of a water balloon exploding on my skull:
The weekend was tons of fun and incredibly relaxing (which was much needed). Can't wait to crash Em's lake house again :-)
Photos Here!!!
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Aw, my Valentine gave me a flower :)
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Haha, my eight hour 24 marathon totally trumped Walter's six-hour marathon. I win in patheticness!
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Thank you to all my anonymous message leavers! Y'all made me so happy :) I'm sure I secretly love you too!
Today was our departments Christmas party. Yes, yes, I know that Christmas was a while gone by now, but we're busy people damnit.
So a bit after noon we took the rest of the day off and headed to Quartino for lunch. We had three pizzas (I ate two: one topped with bunches of fresh spinach and one with a slab of spicy but yummy sausage), Italian "sliders" (a small sammich of fresh mozzarella (made in house) and tomato), nice pillowy gnocchi and green beans, and a sulumi platter of Duck Prosciutto, Bresaola, olives, artichokes, cheeses, and a few spreads. Yumyum.
When they brought out the dessert menu I was told that since we were also celebrating my birthday that I had to order dessert so I got some yummy profiteroles stuffed with chocolate sauce and vanilla gelati. When they delivered it everyone sang Happy Birthday. But then the restaurant staff brought me a cup of gelati with a candle so they sang again. I passed around the cup but was ordered by the boss to eat my whole dessert myself. Done and done.
After lunch we headed to 10 Pin for some bowling. It's a cool little place (I actually always expected it to be bigger) with a nice (but expensive) martini menu (I had a yummy peachy keen martini) and giant screens of music videos playing above the lanes. The first round sucked. I came in dead last. The second round I had the second highest score. I attribute that to the fact that for that round the scoring screen had turned to PINK. The next round we did a face off of marketing vs. pr with the losing team having to buy Starbucks for the department. Alas, marketing lost :-( I was horrible that round. The next round I did better (because the board was now a different shade of pink), but we still managed to lose again. Ohwellz.
 
  
 
 
New Year's Eve
I have spent every New Years that I can remember with my best friends from grade school. OK, so maybe that isn't exactly true as I do remember two times where I didn't see them, but basically, it's not a New Year's celebration unless I'm with them. It's also usually not a New Year's unless it's the day before the big day and we still don't know what we're doing. But this year, we all surprised ourselves and managed to plan ahead.
The night started off at Fuego for some Mex food. I met Jen and Adam at their house and we headed off to the restaurant. Due to her work kidnapping her, Nadia was running a bit late but that was OK as it took a while for us to get seated and we were able to get some yummy tableside guac and drinks. I had two strawberry coladas that tasted like milkshakes and were the tastiest drinks ever.
Nad finally arrived with her husband Bryan and Joel in tow.
We exchanged Christmas presents. Nad really liked the Kobayashi trading card and cloud necklace I got her and Jen liked the photo frame and softest sweetest socks I got for her. Jen got me some hot cocoa mix and a Starbucks and movie theater gift cards and Nad got me a cupcake cookbook complete with a cupcake tester and spatula. The first cupcake recipe I turned to contained smoked salmon. Score!
Dinner came. Jenny's tostadas looked like they would feed ten people. I just ordered an appetizer (thankfully because I was pretty full on chips and guac) of shrimp and scallop tamales. They were OK, but the sauce on top was way too hot for my taste and the shrimp were those baby shrimp that come in fried rice that I don't consider to be real.
After dinner we headed down the block for our show. We went to see the Second City Dysfunctional Holiday Review. None of us had seen Second City before so that was kind of awesome, even though it was the touring group (how the first time I go to SC is a touring group when the real group is 12 miles away, I have no clue). The show was funny though! I wished that there was more improv, they only did two improv and the rest were sketches. Artificial insemination! Hopefully I'll be able to catch another show soon!
The show ended with 15 minutes before the big countdown. We grabbed some champagne and noisemakers and awaited the big moment. They brought out Father Time and Baby New Year and counted down. Come midnight I celebrated with my best friends, and toasted some toasts.
Soon after, Jen and Adam called it a night and Nad, Bryan, Joel, and I headed to a house party at one of her coworkers. The party was fun. The woman whose house it was sings with this guitar dude. So they played music and later it turned into karaoke style where we all got to sing. Then Joel told a joke and totally killed the party. Just saying. Bryan nicknamed me "Valgina" and I kind of hate him for it because I kind of like it. And then one of Nad's coworkers asked me "Are you seriously with him?" And then I said way way too loudly "OH GOD NO!!!!" And then the guitar player started hitting on me and told me that he thought I was a foreigner because of my broken English.
And then around 4:30 or so we called it a night and I went back to my car. I was frozen out of the front and so I had to crawl in through the back door, and scrape the hell out of all the ice that had frozen on my car. But alas I finally cleared it out enough and headed back home.
More New Year's Pix here!!!
New Year's Day
I slept entirely too little. I got home at around 6am then woke up at maybe 10am. :-( Then I basically bummed around until it was time to head to JoeJoe's for the Rose Bowl. Quite honestly, I don't think I've ever watched a Rose Bowl game in my life. But the Illini were playing so I was totally psyched.
I, of course, arrived at Joe and Alina's way too early and told Joe that I must not have taken his advice on a New Year's resolution. Then more people came and it was game time!
There was lots of yummy food like brushetta and dips people made. And Joe tried out his new drink pouring machine and it seemed to work.
The Illini...well...sucked. I guess that's enough said on that.
What didn't suck? The phenomenal cake I made! I spent three days on this thing and dyed my hands completely blue in the process. It was a 2-layer cookie cake with blue frosting, an Illini I made of orange rice krispies, and orange roses I made from gum paste. Everyone agreed that it was very sugary.
About three quarters from the game I leaned over to Joe to ask him what USC stood for. I really never had bothered to find that out. He said University of Southern California. It was a toss up for me between Southern California and South Carolina, but I had had no clue.
Whatever team they were they were much hotter than ours. Sorry Illini, it is true. Glen made fun every time the announcer said "John Davis Booty" and Julie was sad that there was no one named "Dick" on our team to tackle him and how it was too bad he wasn't the tight end.
Alas, the Illini lost. No, wait. The Illini were slaughtered. Throw the damn ball once or twice, will ya???
I hope everyone had a very Happy New Year!!! Can't wait to see how this year turns out!
I hope all y'all had a very Merry Christmas/Hanukkah/Goat Day/Whatever it is you celebrate this time of year.
As Bromann Family tradition dictates, we went to see a movie this afternoon: Sweeney Todd. It was an enjoyable movie, good, but not fantastic. It also felt entirely too long when it started at 11 and we weren't going to open presents until after the movie. I also didn't like the ending even though it was appropriate but sometimes you just want everything to be happy and smiley and it's so completely not.
So once the movie was over we headed back home. Jen and Dale brought their pug Sampson. Surprisingly our dog Luke was well behaved and didn't try to kill him, except he spent the whole night trying to lick Sampson's private areas.
Then we opened presents. My mom was thrilled with the postcards and CD I got her of the Bellagio fountains and my dad liked the presents I got for him at Pottery Barn Kids and my sisters liked their books and kitchen gadgets (hand blender for Nat, tomato press for Jen) and my dog completely ignored the stuffed sushi I got him because he was too busy licking dog penis.
Presents I got included a couple of Lonely Planet guides, some Martha Stewart kitchenware (because it comes in my shade of blue), and a kickass Illini sweatshirt.
Oddest gift goes to this one that Jen gave me:
Best gift will surely be blogged about tomorrow once I get a chance to start using it.
Then my aunt came by and we ate dinner of roast beast, mashed potatoes, green beans and bacon, rolls, macaroni, and salad. Sorry, I did not take pictures. Then we ate my buche. Then that was about it.
Two hours later and my aunt is still downstairs, but I came back up to my room to play with my toys and talk to Joshua who's in Korea right now where it is morning. He is not eating bugs. :-(
I hope everyone had a wonderful day! Merry Christmas everyone!
When I was younger my dad used to tell me that Santa doesn't like milk, that he really likes Pepsi. This year he told me that Santa's on a diet and likes diet rootbeer.
Today we went to my mom's family's house for a Jewish/Polish smorgasbord of pierogis and bagels. Basically that meant me and my sisters sat in the kitchen all night talking to each other.
My cousin works for Borders and they were having a contest for selling the most gift certificates. The amount on the card though didn't matter, just how many were sold. So I ended up getting from one aunt five $5 Borders gift certificates. Brilliant.
Now I am watching Saw III which is way to disturbing to actually watch and tracking Santa on NORAD.
I was getting antsy to see Santa, so I emailed NORAD. They responded rather quickly!
Hood's reaction: 9 and 12? what is this, the sears repair man estimate?
Scott's reaction: I think they think yo'ure about 8 years old
Tomorrow I open presents which I am too excited about because Christmas turns me into a five year old and my family goes way too all out on presents. :-)
I hope you all have a wonderful holiday!!!
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!!
Update, 11:17pm
Update, 8:30am, Tuesday
Santa ate my cookies and drank my root beer!
Hood didn't agree with my choice of diet root beer:
me: my sister says that you are the one who lies and that you are probably jewish
Hood: the PROOF that you're the jewish one is this idea that santa would go on a diet
Hood: every american knows that santa is supposed to be fat
Hood: in fact, you're probably muslim
but Santa drank it all!
1. Cake
Unlike a certain Mr. Tyler Florence on a certain episode of Iron Chef America, MY Buche de Noel turned out swimmingly. My buche (a traditional French "yule log" cake) actually turned out really well and, I say, redeemed me from last week's baking disaster. I slaved away on this puppy (please note, the cake contains no fluffy animals) all day, and really was afraid that it would completely fall apart. I also had no faith in the meringue mushrooms but the way they came together was uberawesome. I am very proud of my yule log. Check it out:
2. Presents
Between one tissue paper, two wrapping papers, two bows, four tags, four gift bags, and five ribbons, I managed to not wrap any of my gifts exactly the same!
presents for friends
presents for family
1. My gingerbread house is still in one piece! I decided against decorating though. Why decorate a crappy house with candy when you can just eat the candy?
2. Over the last 2 weeks I have fallen asleep almost every night with the tv and lights on at a pretty early hour.
3. Work holiday parties are always fun. Free wine and food (who can resist eggnog cheesecake bites on a stick), gossiping with coworkers, finding out who else is obsessed with the Hills, finding out who's going to get the drunkest...
4. Oh. My. God.
1. I don't know whether I am disappointed or relieved about that photo.
2. The other day I saw the fattest squirrel ever. It looked like a fuzzy ball with a tail. I wish I had had my camera.
3. Last night I stopped by a party at a coworker's condo. It was seriously the most amazing condo ever: a ubercool lofty condo right overlooking the Chicago River and the city. I am in love with it. He had good food too. And a chocolate fountain, although I don't think he keeps that up year round.
4. This morning I finished all of my Christmas shopping.
5. I found the most awesome dress ever that I plan to wear to Joe and Alina's wedding!
6. Tonight I went to see Good Boys and True at Steppenwolf. It was a pretty good show, but not spectacular. And I never think anything ever has a good ending.
7. At the show there was a guy in front of me wearing a pink button down, but I am pretty sure he was there with his boyfriend.
8. The Steppenwolf garage is my newest enemy. Damn, tight driveway sharp cornered concrete monstrosity. :-( It wrecked my car :-( There is a big gash in the side of it now. This makes me sad :-(
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Turkey: Brining
Homemade Apple Tart: Baked
Update - 12:30pm, Thanksgiving Day
Turkey: unbrined, stuffed, coated in herbed butter
Update - 5:00pm, Thanksgiving Day
Turkey: Beautiful
Didn't kids used to wait impatiently to see Santa Claus at the end of the Christmas parade and not some Disney Channel star?
Saturday Emily and I headed over to the Mag Mile Lights Festival. We arrived early to catch a Sister Hazel show. Of course, most of the people there didn't even know who Sister Hazel was and were all tweens lining up to see Corbin Bleu (who apparently is a star of High School Musical). The concert was pretty neat because I surprisingly know Sister Hazel songs (I never know who sings anything!) and they did play the one song I knew was by them and really like despite never actually hearing it on the radio - champagne high (and it seriously took me forever there to figure out how champagne the drink is really spelled...).
After the concert we got our picture taken with a piece of cheesecake and then headed to the Hershey store (aka the entire other end of the mag mile) to get some cupcakes and cocoa. Despite getting regular sized ones the cupcakes were huge and I got frosting in my nose and the cocoa was of course yummy until the powdery finish (and, of course, nowhere near as good as mine. Have I ever mentioned that I make the best hot chocolate in the whole wide world?)
Then we headed back to the other end of the mag mile to check out the Nutcracker window displays at Macy's (sorry, I don't care if I sound unChicagoan...but I think those people who are still protesting the change from Marshall Field's need to give it up already.)
I loved the windows...but then again I am still a ballerina at heart. :-)
After that we staked out a spot almost two hours early to watch the parade. We were surrounded by a bunch of kids who couldn't care less about anything in the parade except for Corbin Bleu. There was one twelve-year-old girl who was fanatic. She reminded me of how I was (am?) when I was that age though. She was convinced that she was going to marry Corbin in the same way I was (am?) convinced that I was going to marry Zack Morris (please note: I did not say I wanted to marry Mark Paul Gosselaar...I wanted to marry Zack Morris.)
The parade had a Disney theme because, you know, when you think Chicago, you think Disney! Right? It was kind of fun to watch all the lights light up, the hilarity of the kids, the sickly looking whale puppet, etc. etc. It's also fun that at events like these everyone (OK, everyone but the pushy parents who insist their kids have the right to go up front because they are small) is pretty friendly and talkative. Some fun conversations ensued:
Kid: Who is Sister Hazel?
Emily: It's an adult band.
Woman: Who is on the float.
Emily: Chip and Dale.
Woman: The Chippendales?
Kid: I'm gonna faint.
Me: If you faint you will miss Corbin.
Kid: You're right! I can't faint!
Me: How is it that that four year old has a boyfriend and I don't?
Emily: Val she's four, adult relationships are more than just sharing Twizzlers with someone.
Me: I want someone to share my Twizzlers with.
After Santa flew by we met up with Joe and Alina and went to some bar which I think was just called "The Bar" for dinner. Joe and Emily got bacon beer that came with a side of bacon. Awesome. I got a yummy pulled pork and sweet potato fries and raspberry beer. Afterwards at Joe and Alina's I made them watch the KSO they Tivo'd so I could point myself out on TV...let me tell you, it is so much easier on their 50,000-inch widescreen.
Joe and Alina called it a night and Emily and I headed over to Charlie's art show on the west side. It was fun as always and there seemed to be a lot more people there. I played some bouncy ball with Jeff and talked to Mike (who I couldn't tell if he was being aloof or didn't know who I was), tortured the man who was growing out of Charlie's stomach and bought some pocket paintings from Charlie which cost $2 a pop but will someday be worth millions.
**PICTURES HERE!!!**
1. I carved my pumpkin tonight! Yeahyeah, I know...Halloween was a week ago. But I carved my pumpkin damnit!
2. I have never claimed to have any artistic ability.
3. I have officially been at my job for a year. It doesn't feel like it. I think I need to start decorating my cube.
4. What's the most innapropriate thing you can think of to watch on TV while running on a treadmill?
5. Advice seriously given to me by my financial advisor:
- (in response to me inquiring whether we could get the pink part of the pie chart to be larger) "I regret to inform you that you probably don't want the pink part to be the biggest. You're much better off pretending that it already is, or using that old rhyme that first is the worst, second is the best."
- (in response to me wanting to retire in a year) "save every dollar you earn and win the lottery"
- (in response to me accusing him of stealing my money) I'll probably use it to fly to acapulco or something
- (in response to me telling him that he's a bad financial advisor) "No I'm a good one. Invest in cars!"
Saturday
Bengtson's Pumpkin Farm
Saturday I hit up the pumpkin farm with the girls...Adam counts as one of the gils because he carries a purse.
There were tons of superneat things to do like pig races, hayrack rides, singing chickens and a petting zoo.
We went to a little haunted house...Adam and I managed to get completely lost in it and accidentally leaving through the wrong exit. Oops. Jenny didn't make it past the door.
We saw the absolutely most innapropriate witch statue thing ever.
Seriously, it kind of just held its broom pole with both hands and vibrated. And then from the back all you saw was the broom head with smoke coming out. Now that's creepy.
We saw lots of animals including a Zedonk and kangaroo. The kangaroo was sleeping so the kids around us just started throwing their carrots on top of it to try to wake it up.
Then we searched out the perfect pumpkins. Adam and Jenny looked around until they found the perfect one...but then found an even perfecter one. Nadia just wanted a baby one. I chose this one:
simply because I liked the curlycue funny stem. I go for character over perfection :)
**PUMPKIN FARM PICTURES***
Statesville Haunted Prison
After the farm I bid adiue to the girls and headed off to Statesville Haunted Prison. I didn't bother to invite Nad or Jen because I figured their answer would be no anyways.
Of course, I got there way before anyone else, so I staked a place in line. The plan was to be there a half hour before it opened and I was already pretty far along in line. Finally Joe and Alina showed up and then Emily and her crew.
After paying our $30 admission (yes, I said $30) we went in...and then Emily realized that she'd forgotten one of her friends was still coming. Luckily for only $10 more dude with megaphone let him bypass that first line. Yes, I said first line. After getting chased by really scary stilt man we headed off to yet another line...where we proceeded to wait. All in all we were in line for about three hours. Yes, I said three hours. A bunch of scary dudes came around being all scary like and a dude with a chainsaw was chasing people around. At first they were scarier, but after three hours you just kind of got used to them. We did however see chainsaw guy chase people to the point of one running into the rope fence and another guy falling, summersaulting and his friend then tripping over him. Hilarity. At least chainsaw man was nice and helped them to their feet.
At one point I totally almost made out with a zombie because he started wagging his tongue at me so I just started doing it back.
Finally we made our way to the front and then were carted off into a prison cell. Then we were brought into the prison. It was the scariest haunted house I have ever been to. But also totally cool. There were a bunch of people per room and some of the rooms were basically pitch black and sometimes you felt like you were in a car wash and had to squeeze between foamy rubber walls and sometimes you had to crouch down really small to squeeze through the rooms. And there were killer klowns from outer space.
Emily, Emily's friend who I can't remember the name of for the life of me, and I made a little chain of holding onto eachothers sweatshirts.
It was totally awesome though.
When we got out the line was about 5 million times longer and considering it took us three hours we figure those who were there will get in at about Christmas...
Sunday
Bromann Park
Sunday afternoon I met up with Alina at her apartment. We grabbed some sandwiches and headed over to Bromann Park.
So, I had no idea that this place even existed until about a year ago when I googled my last name, despite the fact that it's apparently been around since the 70s. I'd never been and Alina wasn't too far so we decided to go!
Basically I think it was named after a relative from "the other side" of the family. You can read some of the history here.
It's a really cute little park. Although I think they just redid it, so I am curious as to what it looked like before. There was a little swing set and a little play thingymabob and some picnic tables. Alina and I had some girl talk and ate our sandwiches. It was a funfun afternoon and I still can't beleive I have a park named after me Shush you, it was named after ME!!! :- )
**BROMANN PARK PICTURES**
BBQ with MattyK
Later MattyK had some people over to his house for bbq and top gear watching and rafting photo viewing. MK took like 4 pictures. I guess I baklanced it out with my 200+ :)
I had steak but made a sammich out of it. He didn't yell at me for turning the steak he worked so hard on making into a sammich but said it was a good idea. :)
I have not seen Top Gear in like three years because I am never invited over to watch it. It was funny because they redid the make a car work on both land and sea experiement and actually made it to France! It was funny. I said that already.
I had ice cream in my coffee but MK would not let me have it in my wine.
Then I made him play me Rhapsody in Blue and My Funny Valentine.
Then I left.
Then I went to bedzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
**PUMPKIN FARM PICTURES***
**BROMANN PARK PICTURES**
now we all know in Chicago, the fourth is truly clebrated on the third...
1. Lunch
top: Italian Breaded Steak Sandwich (Ricobene's), Irish Curry Fries (Abbey Pub), Gazpacho with Avocado and Chopped Chives (The Grill on the Alley)
Bottom: Cilantro Steak Empanada (Vermillion), Pound Cake Pop Drizzled with Fig Vodka Butter Syrup and Chocolate (Polo Café & Catering)
2. Dinner
Top: Potato Pancakes (Kasia's Deli), Cheese Pierogis (Kasia's Deli)
Middle: Italian Fries (Tutto Italiano), Beer-battered Artichoke Hearts (Bella Luna Café)
Bottom: Chocolate-covered Rice Krispie Treat (Chicago Chocolate Company), Sweet Potato Chips (B.J.'s Market and Bakery)
3. Fireworks
I met up with Jen and Rory and some other peeps and then later JoeJoe and Alina...and then later later with Nadia and Bryan because cell phones kind of stop working when you are jam-pack surrounded by a million or so people all trying to use their cell phone.
The fireworks were coolcoolcool, but shortshortshort as always. Once the fireworks started all the idiots next to us cleared out because they realized that they could not, in fact, see the fireworks through the giant tree they were sitting behind...then a bunch of bigger idiots saw the new clearing and decided to start forming a line IN FRONT OF US WHO HAD STAKED OUT GOOD SEAT HOURS AND HOURS BEFORE because they apparently thought that a million other people just didn't notice this big empty spot. People are morons sometimes. We started a mutiny by not letting them through and this chick next to us almost got in a fistfight with this guy after scooting up to sit right in his path and kicking him so he couldn't get through. :)
All in all though, it was quite fun.
And then came the trek through the city amongst the biggest cowd you'd ever see in your life. Luckily we didn't take the el anywhere since there were apparently problems that left people stranded on it for hours. eh.
Afterwords most everyone ditched us and the rest of us headed off to Clarke's.
And I explained my new boyfriend plan...which is the most brilliant plan I've ever come up with. :)
   
   
   
   
Saturday night, having nothing better to do with my time (insert frowny face here), I decided to play Easter Bunny. No, this didn't involve me donning my ears for Hef:
It involved dying up some eggs and making jelly bean filled baskets for my friends. I made little notes that looked like this:
(not signing my real name, of course) and headed out at around 11 at night to drop them off. I got to MattH's house around 11:50 (I started at the furthest and worked my way back). When I got out of my car I saw someone walking to a car in his driveway, so I turned around and ducked my head down (real suave). Once whoever it was took off I ran like a mad woman to his door, left the basket then ran like a madwoman to get back. Then it took me a couple minutes of fumbling maneuvers to get around in his dead end street which and then managed to make a couple of wrong turns on my way out in other dead end streets (damn subdivision, I haven't been to his house in over 2 years).
Then it was on to MattyK's. The only obstacle there was having to run through a maze of cars. It also was about ready to start raining at this point. I was terrified that all my work would go to waste and they'd either completely blow away in the middle of the night or the eggs and jelly beans would crack and melt all over their lawns and make everyone mad at me. Matt figured out it was me right away due to my obsessive use of pink.
I dropped JoeJoe's off next. I tucked his behind a milk crate hoping that that would anchor it so it wouldn't blow away. The next day, he apparently discovered it on his way to church and was thoroughly perplexed as to who the Easter Bunny was (this despite the fact that we had earlier had a conversation where I oddly and awkwardly confirmed that he would be sleeping there that night).
I next made it back to Brookfield where I dropped off Jenny's (at this point it was really raining so I was getting worried) and Nadia's (I had to run around the block with hers because I didn't want to park in her driveway after 1 in the morning). And then drove back home to hang up my ears for the rest of the year.
I love playing Easter bunny! Its fun to bring presents to people in the middle of the night. You get the same thrill as you would egging a house or something, but even better because you're doing good. I like making people happy.
The last time I did this I was a senior in high school. My friends and I went around to all our crushes and noncrushes homes and hid eggs and left notes from the Easter Bunnies. One of my friends had a crush on this one guy and so we decided to put "Will you go to prom with me?" on the note for him. Of course, what she didn't know was that this guy had a huge crush on me at the time and he, of course, thought it was me asking him. I told him the truth but in the end we ended up going to prom together anyways.
Sorry to all those who didn't get baskets (I am not driving to Nebraska or Virginia just to drop off some eggs, sorry). Hope y'all had a Happy Easter all the same!
Someone should take me here for valentines day:
White Castle!
not that i like white castle, but its just funny.
Or someone could just buy me flowers or something.
You're my funny valentine,
Sweet comic valentine,
You make me smile with my heart.
Your looks are laughable, un-photographable,
Yet, you're my favorite work of art.
Is your figure less than greek?
Is your mouth a little weak?
When you open it to speak, are you smart?
But, don't change a hair for me.
Not if you care for me.
Stay little valentine, stay!
Each day is valentine's day
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