The Holidays

Whenever people are excited about Starbucks holiday cups:

When people say “But it’s a holiday tradition!”:

Everyone at the mall on Christmas Eve:

The day after my mom and brother went back home:

When this crazy drunk lady came up to our table at the pub and started putting her arm around me:

Me, on Christmas day:

Whenever someone asks me to help clean up:

The day of the Mayan Apocalypse:

Me, remembering the chocolate bar I got for Christmas:

Realizing I have lots of gift cards to spend:

After I’m done belting to Les Miserables in my car:

Realizing that I have to stay up to at least midnight on Monday night:

My Relationship With Food

When anyone tries to talk to me while I’m waiting for my food:

When my food arrives:

Realizing I have a lot in common with Fergie:

When people tell me that I’m lucky I’m tall because I can eat more without it showing:

First thing I do after we buy groceries:

Me, when Paul gets upset that I ate all of the chips:

When I make pizza at home:

Me, debating on how to cook anything:

Whenever Paul says “Let’s just make something to eat at home.”:

When I eat ice cream and accidentally get some on our furniture:

When the waiter or waitress asks if we’re all done:

My response to people who “forget” to eat meals because they’re SO busy:

Last Weekend

Waiting to be done volunteering:

Finding out that I had to volunteer Saturday morning:

Subbing in for my friend’s volleyball team and actually scoring a point:

Watching the Euro Cup:

Going on a double date to an amazing Italian restaurant:

Getting fro-yo after that:

After making a joke about “wheelchair people” and realizing that no one laughed:

Watching Harold and Maude at this cool University theater:

Headed to the gym:

Watching Rock of Ages:

When Paul asked if I was too tired to watch Jeopardy:

Realizing next weekend is CANADA DAY Long Weekend: