a stroll down memory lane: how'd that get in there?

Okay, so there are so many memories I have of my college career. But one thing I remember more vividly than others...

The BF and I attended college together - by together I mean we took every single class together for 4 years straight. I know what you're thinking you're both out of your damn minds, right? Well, somehow it just worked for us. Some of our classes we took online, but most were on campus. We would try our hardest every semester not to take early classes, which for us meant any earlier than 11am. Well, unfortunately there were a few semesters that we were forced to take 8am classes (yuck!)

8am classes meant that we had to wake up around 7am (even more yuck!). Now, at 7am the BF and I obviously aren't truly functioning human beings - we're barely conscious! So we would get out of bed, brush our teeth, grab our things, and we'd be out the door. However, I specifically remember one day that I must have been less awake than normal. We started off our day the same as usual, sat down in the classroom with all the other students and waited for class to start. As we were waiting, I reached into my purse to grab a piece of gum for myself and guess what I found and pulled out instead??

My television remote control! Every student was looking at me like I was some weirdo! I was so incredibly embarrassed, but I got over it quickly and everyone just had a good laugh. I told you I was less awake than usual!

not your typical girl

Yes, I'm a girl, but I'm not your typical girl. I was never the type to get up at 6AM to do my hair and makeup before I left the house... nor was I the girl that wore heels and dresses everywhere no matter where I was going. I'm actually just the opposite - I roll out of bed in the morning, put my hair up in a clip, put some clothes on, squeeze into my sneakers and I'm out the door! I never truly do my hair and I rarely wear makeup - I buy a lot of it, but I never seem to use it. If I do my makeup, it's normally a special occasion or I just want to feel pretty for the day - everyone has those days, right?

So yesterday I ended up feeling quite unattractive and wanted to give myself a little makeover, if you want to call it that. I got a pedicure, a manicure, eyebrows waxed (these are part of my normal routine), but I didn't feel pretty enough. This will show you how pathetic I really am - I ended up looking up videos of how to curl my hair. I do have to admit though that there are some really good how-to videos for hair and makeup all over the internet. Anyway, I found a bunch and decided to try it....

And here's how it turned out....

Just kidding! For real now.... here's the result...

The curler slipped out of my hand - I burnt my neck!! With half of my head curled, I stopped. Maybe I'll try again another day.

Curling irons are evil I tell you.... EVIL!

a saucy mess

Soo the laundry was done without problems this week... Were the dishes?

Well, to start off... a couple nights ago, the BF and I made dinner for my family - homemade spaghetti and meatballs. We all ate and enjoyed the dinner, but you all know what comes after eating, right? DISHES! The BF and I have this routine where we both cook and afterwards he does the dishes (yes, I'm super lucky to have a talented man to put dishes in the dishwasher, I know). Well, I decided to give him a break for the night and I took it upon myself to do the dishes, which probably wasn't the best idea.

As I started loading the dishwasher, the BF was hovering over me as if I didn't know how to do the dishes. I thought to myself I know how to do the dishes.. I'm not stupid! He continued to hover as I loaded the plates, the strainer, and all of the utensils. Finally I loaded the last dish (or should I say pot which moments before had been filled with homemade spaghetti sauce). As soon as I put the pot in the dishwasher, the BF gave me that look that basically says you're doing it all wrong. He then told me not to put the sauce pot in the dishwasher because it won't get clean unless we hand wash it. Well, I insisted on putting it in the dishwasher anyway and even bet him that it would be clean when we took it out. I turned the dishwasher on... there was no turning back now.

The next morning I opened and unloaded the dishwasher and what did I find??...... Well, the sauce pot was perfectly clean, but our white plates and strainer were PINK!

I couldn't believe it! How could I possibly mess up doing the dishes.. in a dishwasher?! I can understand breaking dishes (yes, unfortunately I have done this before), but turning them pink - that's just unheard of. Maybe dishes just aren't my thing... Maybe we should just stick to the "BF does dishes, I do laundry" routine. After all, if I keep this up we'll be spending A LOT of money on new dishes every week. No big deal - just another FAIL!

HAPPY FRIDAY!
Have a great weekend! :)