In which I ponder things that happen daily...

You would think that having a steady, full-time job would mean that pretty much every day is the same, right? WRONG!

Every day is the same routine, yes, but there are little things that shake up everyday. However, there are still things that happen every day that I always have to stop and wonder at. Here is a short list of my wonderments (for your reading pleasure):

- Why do people insist on standing in the side door of the bus, not attempt to move when the bus stops and people need to get off, then proceed to give you a ridiculously dirty look when you have to squeeze past them? Why?? I don't want to have to squeeze past anybody, and there is always more than enough room to sit down, out of the way of everyone else.

- Why do college girls (and older) think its a good idea to wear leggings as pants? Leggings as an accessory under a nice, LONG sweater or dress is a good idea. Exposing your ass-cellulite is NEVER a good idea.

- How do students get through class without their books? I would have floundered without taking my books to class. They must be super-smart.

- Why do students think its okay to walk into a dark office and ask questions? It is not 8:00am yet. I have not had coffee, and my computer is not on yet. Dark office = leave me alone. Most of the time, I do not even have my coat off and my purse put away yet.

- Why, in a building that houses an outstanding Environmental Science program, do the students now know how or CARE to recycle? How does that work? You study the environment, you are fully aware of humans' impact, yet you don't care?

- Why, when I go to run on the track, do I have to scrape my arms against the wall passing groups of 4 or more girls just walking at a leisurely pace? There is a walking lane. Stay in it. My arm hurts and I will punch you with it.

- Why does my cat squeak rather than meow? Its cute, but very concerning. He also has a never-ending fascination with reaching under our blankets and grabbing our feet with his claws. Fun for him, but does he ever get tired of the same game over and over?

- Why is my boyfriend so hot and awesome? I have no clue.

- What does my fish stare at me all day? How can I be that entertaining?

This, of course, is an abbreviated list. My other thoughts are even more dull than these, so I shall spare you.

In which I gave up cheese...

For those who are unaware, today is Good Friday. The day God sacrificed his only son on the cross for the forgiveness of all our mortal sins. On and on...

Well, for lent last year, Peter and I collectively gave up meat. That was, how shall I put it, HARD. You would think that giving up meat would have made us lose weight. No. We replaced meat with cheese and ended up gaining weight.

Anyways, this year, we didnt want to do the same thing again (we have decided to give up meat every OTHER year). So, I gave up cheese. Peter gave up soda.

Cheese was the hardest thing for me. I eat cheese with nearly every meal. I could eat JUST cheese and be happy! I am from MN, next to Wisconsin... it makes sense when you think about it. Anyways. Think about how many times per week you eat cheese. Its in EVERYTHING! Peter, since he cooks, gave up cheese as well, and we have not had any Mexican food (all cheesy), or pizza. AWFUL.

Here is the upside: I have lost 4 pounds. Granted, I was working out for a 5k, but still. That is a lot of fat that I was not eating.

To put it lightly, I CANNOT WAIT FOR EASTER! We are going to go to church and on the way home, pick up a pizza (with extra cheese) and a 2-liter of RC Cola.

This Sunday, dont try talking to me. My face will be full of cheese.

End of the Semester Madness

Right now, we are wrapping up the final couple weeks of school, then students will either take summer courses, leave, or do internships. I get to handle the students doing internships. Its a good job and I actually get to deal with all new situations every day! Hooray! It keeps things interesting.

Anyways, while I am fielding internship questions, all I can think about is my nose. Yes, my nose. I have a cold sore on the inside of it. Or, I should say, i HAD a cold sore there. Now, it is just a healing wound. If you have never had one of these things, consider yourself lucky.

MY NOSE HURTS.

On top of that, it always feels like there is a bogie hanging out. Not even kidding. So, here I am, answering questions, reading and approving paperwork, check emails constantly, and rubbing my nose. All I can think about is the pain and the idea that someone may be staring at a nasty thing coming out of my nostril.

Sigh.

Even worse, its really dry at work, so my nose has the tendency to bleed also now. GREAT!

"OH! Hello really important CEO-type person! Welcome to SPEA!"

"Uhhh... you have blood running out of your nose."

Graaaaar!