Reasons I'm Still A Child

Wednesday 31 July 2013

Well, here I am on my 26th birthday eve just staring at a blank damn blog post when I have work to get done so I can avoid coming in tomorrow and Friday like the plague. We wont get into that though, it's too sensitive of a subject.

It's slightly amusing to me that I'm sitting here staring at my desk which is an entire disaster and thinking that not much has changed as far as my life goes.

Let's take a look at reasons I'm still a child:

- My daily lunch typically looks something like this:

or this

- Dinner doesn't get much better, except now I can add wine to the mix. So, that's phenomenal.

- My mom still tells me to stop biting my nails and I still don't stop. At least she doesn't put hot sauce on them anymore. On second note, maybe that's why I love hot sauce now?

- If it's pink and sparkly, I've gotta have it. This is never going to change.

- If there's a guy I think is super cute, I still get giggly and awkward. And my tongue gets all tied up and I can't form full sentences. Luckily this doesn't happen too often because you have to be over the moon sexual.

- I still obsess over celebrities. Case and point:

- One of my favorite things in life, still to this day, is an old fashioned slumber party with my besties. Only, once again, we get wine, sex talk, and rated R movies now. Way more exciting.

- Dessert over dinner. Always.

- Singing in my hair brush while dancing in the middle of my living room will forever be my favorite thing to do when I'm alone.

- Bubble baths are always fun. And again, let's bring the wine factor in one last time.

- I still prefer to wear dresses over pants. Except I no longer am forced to wear shorts under my dresses so the boys don't see my underoos when I'm on the swings. Now I just let it all out there. Kidding. Maybe.

- Pink nail polish is the best nail polish. Bonus points for being able to add glitter whenever I want now that my mom wont bitch about how hard it is to get off my fingers.

- Coloring is still by far one of my most favorite things to do. I'll let you decide if I'm talking about the SATC reference or not.

- Last, but not least, my birthday will forever be my most favorite day of the year. Let's do this, twenty-six!!

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Convergence Insufficiency (Part II)

I was looking for answers to what was causing some of Kayla's issues, but when the optometrist said that glasses would make things clearer for her, but would not help her eyes work together and that the recommendation for vision therapy was two times a week in their office with home exercises, I admit I balked.

I immediately felt a bit stressed about the thought of going back and forth to this office, 30 minutes away, 2 times a week. I wanted the answer to be simple -that all she needed was glasses and that her other issues could be attributed to Down syndrome and the accompanying Intellectual Disability (ID).

I was slightly leery. How could they accurately test her for Convergence Insufficiency if she has an ID? What if she simply didn't understand what was being asked of her during those tests they were doing? I mentioned that to the doctor, but he said they did several eye tracking and teeming tests and her eyes were just not doing what they should be doing. One example was taking a pen and telling Kayla to keep her eyes on the pen and follow it all the way to her nose. Most people can force their eyes to stay on the object until it touches their nose. When the pen reached a certain space from Kayla's nose her eyes drifted away; several times. (I did this at home with my finger to both Lucas and Kayla and saw a noticeable difference. Lucas could keep his eyes on my finger all the way until it touched his nose; Kayla could not.)

We made an appointment to follow up with the vision therapist and I went home and did some research. I was still leery about the recommended 2x a week in-office vision therapy. And I wanted to read more success stories than was posted on their own website. I was also balking because this type of therapy is considered alternative and of course not covered by most insurances (including our own). It's recommended to start out at 12 weeks and then re-evaluate, but predictions are that Kayla will probably need this for at least a year. Knowing that insurance wouldn't cover this made me wonder how effective this treatment was and if it was 'worth it.'

But when I read the symptoms and the issues of CI it was like a light bulb going off.  A lot of what I read described Kayla.

She can read, but she doesn't read with fluency. She pauses a lot when she is reading. She stops to look around the page before even finishing a full sentence. I'm constantly tapping the page and telling her to continue on with reading the next word. It has been painful reading with her because of how absolutely long it takes to get through what should be a simple book. She skips easy words; she mixes up words like "a" and "the" and other small words that I know she knows. So she struggles with reading comprehension because by the time she finishes reading something, because of how long it takes, she doesn't remember or retain what she's even just read. She squints her eye. She tilts her head.

Her handwriting hasn't improved much over the last couple of years. When she writes a word she doesn't keep the letters all the same size and spacing together to make it a word. If there is no defined space the letters are spaced widely apart.

Here are some symptoms of CI: The bold ones are what we notice with Kayla, she might have the other issues such as blurred, double vision, headaches, but we don't know because she doesn't tell us ... or know any different to tell us what she is seeing.

• eyestrain (especially with or after reading) (She probably has this and that is why she pauses so much during her reading; to give her eyes a break)
• headaches
• blurred vision
• double vision
• inability to concentrate
• short attention span
• frequent loss of place
• squinting, rubbing, closing or covering an eye
• sleepiness during the activity
• trouble remembering what was read
• words appear to move, jump, swim or float
• problems with motion sickness and/or vertigo

"It is not unusual for a person with convergence insufficiency to cover or close one eye while reading to relieve the blurring or double vision. Many people who would test as having convergence insufficiency may not complain of double vision or the other symptoms listed above because vision in one eye has shut down. In other words, even though both eyes are open and are healthy and capable of sight, the person's brain ignores one eye to avoid double vision. This is a neurologically active process called suppression."

I read about treatment for CI here and here. "Pencil push-ups" used to be the most common treatment, but scientific research doesn't support this and studies have not shown it to be effective.

Mayo Clinic researchers were part of a nine-site study involving 221 children to try and determine the best treatment method. There were 4 controlled groups:
- Office-based therapy w/a trained vision therapist and in-home reinforcement
- Home-based pencil push-up therapy
- Home-based computer vision therapy with pencil push-ups
- Office-based placebo therapy

After 12 weeks the study showed that approximately 75% of the children in the office-based therapy with in-home reinforcement experienced either full correction of their vision or saw marked improvements compared to about 40% for the 2 home-based therapy groups.

That was enough for me to at least give this a try and see if there are improvements with Kayla's vision.

Next I went looking for parent testimonials. While it was helpful to read all the success stories of struggling in school and these kids now making As and Bs, and being at the top, or near top, of their class etc ... I knew that kind of success wouldn't apply to Kayla because she has an ID.

I knew that helping her with the CI will not all of a sudden give her average intelligence, or make school work easier for her ... it won't be a magical fix that will have her working on grade-level with her same age peers.

I wondered if there were any success stories about kids who had a prior diagnosed intellectual disability. I did find Success With Learning Disabilities: Special Education Programs and Vision Therapy. A quick stroll through the stories seem like a lot of those students were in Sped Programs due to reading problems; I haven't read enough yet to see if any of the stories contain students who also have an ID.

I know Kayla will still have hurdles in school to overcome because of having an ID, but I'm hoping this new diagnosis and treatment will hopefully help things not be as difficult for her.

Part III - Starting vision therapy, prism lenses, and learning about centrally- or peripherally-focused vision.

 

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Male Species I Just Can't

Tuesday 30 July 2013

Here we are, just two little days away from the day of my birth. AKA My most favorite holiday of the year. And yes, birthdays are absolutely holidays.

Today I've got to chat about something I've learned in nearly 26 years of swimming in the dating pool and that thing has to do with the male species. I should note that this post is clearly my own opinions and also, as always, to be taken as lightly and not seriously as possible. So, if this offends you maybe just remember that I'm one less person you have to worry about being attracted to your man friend. You're welcome.

Male Species I Just Can't.

The Meat Head. This guy loves himself more than he'll ever love you, also more than you'll ever be able to love him. Don't even think about eating that box of Bagel Bites you're craving, he will call you out on it and probably insist you miss a meal and head straight to the gym to tighten up. Get ready for a life of sneaking McDonald's fries behind your man's back and lying about what you ate for lunch.

Check out your man mid-argument. Promising.

The Retired QB. This guy is still living in his glory days when everyone shouted his name from the stands and he had a different fangirl in his bed every night. You will continue to hear stories about the old football days, complete with photos, for the rest of your life if you settle down with this one. That is, if you can actually find yourself one of these who is interested in a committed relationship.

Meet your new man, the retired QB, Uncle Rico.

The Bro. Good god, this guy wears more pastel than you and there's a good chance he spends more time on his hair than you do. He loves to make an entrance in his silver BMW 5 series and taking chicks up to the fancy penthouse he lives in downtown, thanks to mom and dad. Sit back, relax, and start drinking heavily, because you're about to endure an entire evening of listening to The Bro talk about himself.

His closet is far more colorful than yours could ever dream of being. Sorry, girlfriend.

The Shy Guy. This one has all of the potential to be one of your favorite types of guys, especially if you met him at a bar. He's favorite potential right up until that liquid courage leaves his system and the conversation turns one sided because he's too shy to speak up. Sorry chick, unless you have plans to keep your man consistently drunk for the first 3ish months of dating him, you're probably not going to get much out of him. However, if you can make it passed those first few drunken nights, you might have found yourself a winner. Godspeed, my friend.

Your destiny, shall you choose to remain sober.

The Rockstar. He sings to you, he's a little scruffy, and you absolutely can not bring him home to meet your parents, but he's got all of the right words and knows exactly how to use them. The Rockstar might just be the most dangerous of all because he's so damn irresistible. Only issue here is that there's a 99.99999% chance he's playing you just as well as he plays his guitar. He's most likely sweeping at least 2 other girls off their feet at the same time you're swooning over him and, well, you are just another flavor on his menu.

Meow. Look, just try to resist touching, ok?

And there you have it, an entire post proving that I'm pretty much bound to be single for the remainder of my life. Don't say I didn't warn you though.

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New Diagnosis; New Therapy (Part 1)

Monday 29 July 2013

Kayla has found herself with a couple new diagnoses. The main one is Convergence Insufficiency. She was also diagnosed with far-sightedness and Amblyopia. Getting these diagnoses have been a few years in the making.

In 2010 we were noticing that Kayla was squinting, or closing, one eye a lot. But especially when she was reading or just looking at something in a book. A few years prior to that she had learned how to wink and we thought she was just doing that, in excess. But in 2010 I became more concerned with how often she was doing it because it didn't appear to just be winking anymore.

She went to an ophthalmologist who did the standard eye test and dilation. He didn't find anything; only said she was slightly far sighted, but not enough to need a prescription. When I asked about her eye squinting he said she probably just developed a tick, or it was just a habit, and she would grow out of it.

Since he didn't find anything wrong with her eyes I didn't concern myself with it too much and didn't pay much attention to her doing it anymore. We followed up over the next 2 years with the same results. Actually, I might have said that she wasn't doing the squint anymore because it had become so common that I wasn't even paying attention to it.

Leading up to this year's check up I began worrying about her eyes again. I couldn't pinpoint what it was, but something was nagging at me that there was something going on with her vision. At her check up in April he now said she needed a prescription, but otherwise found nothing else wrong.

Earlier in the school year she had an Assistive Technology evaluation and one of the things they mentioned was she has trouble copying from the Smart Board to her desk; that she loses her place and it's hard for her to copy from that distance.

Her resource teacher kept saying that she had trouble with one-to-one correspondence.

I said it wasn't that Kayla didn't understand one-to-one correspondence and that it wasn't that she didn't know how to do one-to-one correspondence, but instead, I felt there was something going on with eye-hand coordination and her visual motor skills. She knows what one-to-one correspondence is ... she knows to count the objects, or the lines on a number line (as an example), but what happens is that her verbal counting doesn't match in time with her fingers touching each object ... or she'll skip touching an object that she's counting. (I really should videotape so it makes sense what I'm describing). I just didn't feel like it wasn't something she couldn't do ... she knows to rote count in one-to-one and she knows what is being asked of her ... I just felt there was something else going on.

I mentioned that another mom told me about a child she knew who was doing vision therapy. I didn't know anything about what this was, or what his diagnosis was, I just felt like there was some visual motor/eye-hand coordination issues going on with Kayla. Her resource teacher told me about an optometrist office that advertised vision therapy, but other than that they (the school) couldn't do anything about it or diagnosis Kayla with anything eye-related.

We finally got an appointment at this optometrist office and that is where I first heard of Convergence Insufficiency and Suppression. He also said she has Amblyopia, otherwise known as lazy eye. That one surprised me because I always though 'lazy eye' was obvious, that you could see one eye turn in or out. Kayla's eyes have never done that.

I did what anyone does these days when looking for more information - went to Google to look up both of these diagnoses.

Amblyopia is the lack of development of central vision in one eye. It can be a result of failure to use both eyes together. It is either associated with crossed-eyes, (which she doesn't display) or a large difference in the degree of near- or far-sightedness between the eyes. That is what Kayla has - the prescription for her eyes are completely different. Her right eye has basically shut down. 

At the end of our optometrist visit he told me that she (and her eyes/brain) are having to work that much harder just to focus and make sense of what she's reading. I started crying. For at least 3 years (that I became aware of the squinting) my girl has been struggling so much with reading and reading comprehension, and math skills, and we didn't know it. Or rather, we didn't know the why of it. We didn't know what kind of help she needed. We didn't realize there was more going on than the Intellectual Disability; that there was something else causing her struggles. We didn't know how much harder she was having to work. We didn't know how she was seeing things. We didn't know her eyes weren't working together. We didn't know this was causing fatigue. (She never complains of being tired, but her needing frequent breaks from reading and writing are a sure sign). We didn't know this was why doing homework with her was such a struggle and took forever to accomplish. (Ok some of the issues with homework were because she didn't receive modified work and was doing the exact same homework that her classmates were doing - but that's a whole other issue.).

I couldn't help but cry for all she's gone through the past few years...and all the moments of frustration I had with her wondering why she just wasn't getting it, or couldn't do something.

Since this post is long enough already, I will follow-up in another post about Convergence Insufficiency (Part II),  and our first visit with the vision therapist - and why I cried yet again - and what the vision therapy is like. (Part III).

 

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Celebrating is tough stuff.

Ho. Ly. Weekend.

Real life, if my liver can survive this week, my liver can survive anything. If this weekend of kicking off my birthday celebration is any sign of what my 26th year is going to be like, I'm really damn excited for 26. 

The celebration started promptly at 5pm on Friday, complete with Miller Lite, Fireball shots, and fried Oreos. 

True story, the Miller Lite was on 3-4-1's. AKA you order 2 beers and get handed a 6-pack. Mind. Blown.

Saturday I did the pool thing and then took myself a nice, longgg snooze before going out Saturday night. 

Saturday night was one of the best times I've had in a looong time.

3AM tequila shots happened... which probably shouldn't have actually happened. I'm still feeling that pain.

And then there was yesterday. Ohhhh, Sunday.

They closed off a road Downtown and turned it into a huge pool party. It was insane. 

For the record, I did not get in this ginormous pool... because that is gross and I have zero interest in soaking amongst the drunk creepers of Orlando. 

So many Fireball shots went down my pie hole yesterday and I have the heartburn today to prove it.

Oh oh, also one of my besties gave me my birthday present early. Alex and Ani beads! 

Love your face, Panda. Thank youuuu so much again! (Yes, she is one of the few friends of mine who read my blog.)

And now I'm off to nurse this horrendous hangover and try to make it to Thursday so I actually see age 26. Over and out. 

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Birthday Week Giveaway

Sunday 28 July 2013

It's my birthday week which only means one thing. Lots of Fireball shots! While I'm busy gettin' my drank on why don't you go ahead and enter this fabulous giveaway from my awesome sponsors.

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The Bradley's

1. What made you decide to start a blog?

I wanted to start a blog pertaining to us as a family, as well as my journeys in homemaking ( which I happen to lack skills in and am learning along the way). We are sort of an alternative, holistic family and there are a number of others following a similar path to what we do and are looking to connect with like minded people, so I thought sharing our lifestyle would be of benefit for them.

2. What keeps you motivated to continue blogging?

Probably the strong connections I have made from starting the blog. I just met up with a reader in Bangkok and we connected so well that I seriously wish we were neighbors! She homeschools her daughter like we do and we have a ton of similar interests, from gaming to health. I would have never connected with her had I not started the blog. And there are many people I haven't met in person but speak with regularly due to blogging.

3. Your family is quite the travelling family. Where is your most favorite place to travel?

Excellent question! Hmmmm, I think probably Japan. My husband and I spent our honeymoon in Asia ( which is probably what inspired him to want us to be based here) and one of the days we were in Nagasaki. From that moment onward we became huge Japanophiles and had actually planned on living in Japan in the future, but we ended up in South Korea instead. Japan is a fascinating country with incredible food and the best tea ever. The people are generally very kind and they have a rich cultural heritage. They also happen to make really unique ( and often random) movies and shows, not to mention games.

4. What are the top 3 places you've lived in that you have enjoyed most?

Absolutely here in Phuket being number one. As much as I complain about living on this island-which has a sort of disconnected foreign community in our age group-it has so much that we love, from the food to the architecture. I grew up in France so that has to be an automatic heck yes to one of my all time fav places. And lastly, maybe Kenya. I spent a summer there as a teenager and it changed my life in many ways.

5. I can see you're quite the chef over there. What's your favorite thing to cook? (feel free to include a recipe post, if you'd like!)

I am one of those people who can only cook a few things, but those that I can cook I think rock. My go-to recipe is California roll in a bowl: brown rice tossed with edamame ( or broccoli) and sauteed tofu, drizzled with sesame dressing ( mix toasted sesame oil with a small dash of rice wine and a pinch of wasabi powder) and topped with sliced avocado. Addictive.

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Things I'm Really Good At

Friday 26 July 2013

Hello friends. Here I am, once again, a bit late for #backthatazzup and wondering why people even bother to link up with me anymore. My apologies, really.

This week(ish) long birthday celebration I'm working with is tough already and it isn't even my birthday yet. I have a feeling next week is going to be even crazier and I guess, really, I wouldn't want it any other way. Gotta love those friends of mine for enabling this drawn out celebration. I just still wish my Erin was going to be here. I miss that girl something massive. Sigh.

I digress.

Today let's chat about some things I'm really good at because I was reading Juliette's blog and she posted about things she was really good at and I thought to myself, "self, why didn't you think of this post?!". Truth is, Juliette is one of my new favorite bloggers and I'm kind of addicted to her blog and tweets.

Things I'm really good at:


Let's start with the obvious: Drinking. I don't mean to toot my own horn, or maybe I do, but I'm pretty damn talented when it comes to drinking le booze. I can take the drinks down and go head to head next to the guys. This has taken many, many years of training but I can't help but to be proud of such a skill. You would be too, trust.

Next up is singing the wrong words to songs. I might just be queen of this, really. I have a real knack for screwing up song lyrics and after nearly 26 years on this planet I've learned to embrace it. I mean, you take the song Blinded By The Light and switch those lyrics around to what I've got in my head, you'll never sing a song the right way again.

By the way, not posting the words I actually sing during that song because I don't want those search terms leading this way.

Pretending to be busy. I have mastered the art of looking busy when really I'm not doing a damn thing. You haven't seen skill until you've seen this girl take 2 hours to do a job that really only actually takes about 10 minutes to accomplish. I like to think I should probably thank working hourly for this skill.

Tweeting. It's true, I'm pretty damn good at the damn twatter. I'm getting close to the 50,000 tweets mark, which only leaves me with one questions. Why am I not a verified account yet?! Seriously though, I really feel like my life wont be complete until this happens. If you know anyone who can hook this up, I'd be forever in your debt.

Taking forever to get my linkup posted. I think this one is self explanatory, really. My bad. Let's blame it on my birthday this week. And next week. Except next week I'll have that mofo scheduled because I think we all know there's no way I'm going to make it to blogland the day after my actual birthday.

My song this week is a total addiction. Enjoy.

It's #backthatazzup Friday!

The purpose: To start our weekend with some fantastic jams.

The station that inspired it: "Back That Azz Up" on Pandora Radio.

The rules: Link your jams up and have a jam sesh with all of us!

Happy Friday!
Grab a button, pick your jam, link up and let's get this weekend started off on the right foot!

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"Eye Level"

Thursday 25 July 2013

"Eye Level" 

What I have to say shouldn't matter.
I'm only here for the laughter.
We'll never pretend to be
as long as it's more than we.
I'll blend in with the chatter.
We might exchange words after...
...after a few drinks,
maybe two blinks
and a visit to the sink
just before they start to think.
Profile that of salty wiles.
Our destination lost for miles.

Can't always pick up
what eventually falls over
even when we grip bolder.
Maybe we are not the holders.
Pebbles feel like boulders.
The fortitude of a soldier
can't evade the tipping point;
so what's the point?
Hapless inquiry.
Foreign vicinity for the motive.
Motivated by ulterior
and this is just the exterior.

I'll return to the bridge
for the sake of pure vision
resting just above my nose.
So much sits beneath my prose.
The withered rose will never harden
hiding deep within the garden
next to marigolds and daisies
where the perfumed air is hazy.
Yes. The lazy let you linger;
but ambition lines my fingers:
three beneath you feeling nice.
Uproot you for a cheaper price.

Sold for a steal to newer friends.
Seal the deal then wipe the lens.
Could care less for a mix in;
and if you return, I'll do it again.
Indifferent to what you conceal.
Blissfully deaf to your shrills.
Not foolish enough to display skill
for those who never could fit the bill.
You call that arrogance.
I call it ever since
blended well with common sense.
That double entendre is past tense.

So that's our conversing.
That glass you sat there nursing
is still at lipstick level.
Isn't it time to revel?
I'm sure you've heard them heckle;
calling for that fat cat.
Where's it at? Where did it go?
Where did it run to?
Shall we employ a "gumshoe?"
Did it steal your tongue too?
Is that bar stool adjustable?
Do I make you uncomfortable?

Written By: Devin Joseph Metz

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(3) 21 Down Syndrome Blog Hop

Quick and easy monthly community blog hop! 3 things on the 21st of the month (ok I'm a few days behind, but links are open until the 28th!).

One Truth (About Ds/our lives with Ds)
- Kayla having Down syndrome hasn't prevented our family from doing anything we've wanted to do.

One Tip (something related to Ds, raising a child w/Ds, or parenting in general)
- Don't underestimate your child. Let them show you what they can do and give them the space to do it.

One Photo

 

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I'm Going To Date Myself

Hey there, ho there. How ya durrin.
Never mind, It's not #backthatazzup time yet. (PS. see you tomorrow, maybe?)

Today is going to be an interesting one thanks to a little chat I had with my spirit animal, Whitney. No, I'm not talking about myself, I'm talking about the little lady who not only shares my name but also my birthday. Color me amused by that one. Still.

Anywhoodles, let's chat about something a little deep today. Not ocean deep, nothing that serious. This is kiddie pool deep, I'd say.

Like I've mentioned before, I've been labeled as a "relationship person" for as long as I can remember. Not that I ever really tried to always be in a relationship, it just always seemed to happen that way. I don't know if it was subconscience or what, but I just always found myself locked down with the next Joe Schmo soon after the last asshat kicked rocks.

With that being said, it's no surprise that this is the longest I've been completely single since Tyler M. held my hand for the first time back in 3rd grade. It's a serious change of pace, honestly. There are times when it feels so strange and unnatural to literally have no one to check in with. No one to explain my whereabouts to. No one to count on to cheer me up when I've had a horrible day. No one to take me out for dinner. It's just me.

I'll be honest with you, some days I want to go running back to my ex because of this and it's not something I'm proud of, or even something I'd actually do, but sometimes it's really easy to get caught up in that picture in my head of where I thought I'd be by 26 and how far away from that picture my reality really is. I'd be lying if I said that I never get lonely, because I do, but that's part of being single, right?

I'm really lucky to have an amazing group of friends who are constantly at an arms reach if I ever start to get down on myself or feel lonely. They're typically always up for doing something, whether it's getting me out of the house or just coming over and keeping me company, and I seriously feel like I hit the jackpot for having such a support system.

Here's the clincher... Why do I feel the need to constantly need people around me to feel good? I don't. I genuinely loathe this trait about myself and I'm ready to kick that habit harder than LiLo needs to kick her drug habits.

So, over the next two months, or so, I'm going to date myself. Because if I can't be happy and love dating myself, why would anyone else want to? I'm going to do all of the things I love about having a significant other (aside from, you know, the whole bedroom shebangbang...), but I'm going to do them all alone. Just me, myself, and I, kickin' it old school.

I'm hoping to document said dates here on the interwebz to keep myself focused on me. Because if you can't be completely selfish when you're single, when can you? Amiright?

I think I'll start with taking myself to a movie, or maybe even to one of my favorite restaurants.
Lord, I just hope I don't bore myself. Suddenly I'm nervous to go on a date with myself.
Shit's getting weird.

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Some More Things

Wednesday 24 July 2013

Once again, I had quite the Tasty Tuesday. What can I say? I really love Tuesdays. Actually, the actual day of yesterday kind of sucked but, as always, the nights never do disappoint. So, in true fashion, my brain is all over the place and I'm just going to let it vomit all over this post right now. And go...

- Is it wrong to have parmesan Goldfish crackers for breakfast? If so, I'm totally in the wrong today. They're just so delicious and I really didn't have the energy to take the time to spread cream cheese on a bagel. Not that I really need a bagel anyways...

- I beat my two guy friends in darts last night and did a happy dance around the bar. Then I took a photo of my winning shot because I'm a 16 year old girl in an almost 26 year old's body.

#noshame

- Red Gatorade is really delicious, despite how much I loathe the Gators. I suppose they can have credit for this one. Just this one instance though.

- I also don't think those Gators knew how much of a hangover remedy they were creating. Mostly because I've been to Gainesville and they really just don't know how to do it like us Noles do.

- A lot of people give food trucks a lot of shit and I've gotta tell you, the ones in downtown Orlando don't deserve said shit. I've had some of THE best food at those trucks and last night was no exception. Two words: avocado tower. It absolutely blew my mind.

- Apples to Apples is one of the greatest card games on the planet and that's a fact, Jack. Even if my friends get slightly upset with me because when it's my turn to pick the winning card I never go by accuracy and always by which card makes me laugh. For example: Word - Disappointing. Winning card (picked by me) - My Love Life. Hilar.

** Yes, I've played Cards Against Humanity. **

- Oh, this song just came on. I love this song. Easily one of his best songs ever and I'll fight you on that.

- Is it football season yet?

- You know what's cool about football season, aside from everything? It gives us all a reason to go out Thursday through Monday. I'm all about that life.

- My allergies are trying to make me sound like a 80 year old who smokes 2 packs of cigs a day. It's really attractive. No wonder I have so many dates lined up.

- Speaking of dates, nothing new in the land of singledom over in these neck of the woods. You know, in case anyone was wondering.

- Being broke really makes you broaden your horizons. Or heavily lower your standards, depending on who's judging. Really though, I don't mind taking down a few PBRs on Tuesday nights. I mean, try and turn down a $1.50 beer. Not an easy task, my friends.

- The headaches for said $1.50 beer? Not so enjoying. Shout out to my off brand Advil for getting me through this work day.

- I wish it was next week already. That would mean today is my Friday because I get my birthday off. Speaking of birthday, I really hope I get next Friday off of work too. I have a feeling it's going to be a ROUGH one considering I've got friends who are already plotting and scheming on how to get me 21st birthday wastey pants. Hold me.

- Speaking of 21st birthday, I looked like a cupcake on mine. I'll have to find photos and report back. I don't know why I'm writing this right now, I realize that was kind of a tease. My bad.

- Pretty sure I need to get myself a cuban coffee here, once I'm done with this word vomit post. That stuff is intense, if you didn't know.

- On the topic of my birthday, I'm pretty sure the stupid airlines are going to prevent Erin from being here and, really, that's just horribly depressing. Wah.

- I should probably quit typing, on that note, before I get all sad and stuff.


See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya.

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