Shmorgisbord!

Today was one of those never-ending days . . . kind of like The Neverending Story . . . except not.

The day started with my dog jumping on me 20 minutes before my alarm was set to go off. There are two things that should be mentioned here:

1. When my dog jumped on me I was dreaming and in my dream a strange animal was jumping on me and pushing on my bladder. I instantly awake to the bear with the crazy eyes looking right at me . . . ready to play . . . I, however, was DEFINITELY not in the mood to play.
2. Waking up moments before your alarm goes off is one of the most frustrating things EVER! Then, all you can think about is how nice it would have been to have those extra few minutes only to be jolted awake by your favorite song or preset melody of annoyingness. I, for one, always make sure I don't enjoy my wake up song TOO much because I am bound to despise it eventually after it continues to disturb my slumber morning after morning considering sleep is one of my favorite things . . . along with Mcdonalds mango pineapple smoothie (Mcdonalds: you can send the check to my house or give me a lifetime supply of the aforementioned smoothie; either will do) and my planner that keeps me sane and my OCD in check.

After I finally dragged myself out of bed I had to quickly make myself some breakfast (it was an egg and cheese bagel . . . that I made myself . . . not one of those pooptastic frozen things) because my mom and I were going to work with my dad to help him paint and such at the job site.  I would say that going to do manual labor was a nice change from hanging out with my friends, reading, and spending time with my puppy . . . but that just isn't the truth.  I am by no means a primadonna or a sissy-priss . . . but I believe the Lord gave me intelligence so I could get around cleaning door frames and priming walls.  Needless to say, I got the job done. What got me through it? The almighty dollar.  I need money to buy a new computer so I will do just about anything at this point so that I can lay the old lady I am currently typing on to rest.  It also really didn't help that one of the guys on the crew working outside the house used the bathroom 3 TIMES over the course of the day while his colleagues must have used nature as their toilet (as men are so conveniently able to do).  Every time he came in the house my mom would make a comment on how he has the hots for me.  OF COURSE, MOM! What guy wouldn't want to get at this? I mean let's get real: every guy is looking for a girl who rolled out of bed and throws a hat on, no makeup, and of course we can't forget the sweet sweet smell of sweat! I know that if I were a guy, that is exactly the type of girl I would go after. I hope I have made it blatantly obvious that sarcasm was all up in THAT!

After working through the day my mom and I came home, I fed the pup (who had come with us to the job site and was being a complete maniac the entire time), and took a shower. Oh, an awesome shower . . . but only after I documented the poofball that was my hair after my mom had french-braided it the night before so it wouldn't get in my way working today:

After my shower my mom said she wanted to show me some stuff that I might be interested in having.  She brought out her stash of old jewelry and keepsakes.  I got a lot of amazing things (like the original wedding band from when my parents got married over 35 years ago . . . they have new ones, don't worry).  But, there are two things I would like to share with you! The first is a ring that is actually made of ivory! If you live under a rock you should know that ivory (which comes from an elephant's tusk) is illegal to harvest now.  Unfortunately the ring is too big for my teeny tiny fingers, but I plan to find a chain for it.  The ring belonged to my dad a really long time ago . . . so it is kind of like carrying him with me wherever I go.

The second is one of the coolest pendants I have ever seen.  I'm not sure exactly what it is yet, but I know when I ask my dad about it there will be a story for me to hear. I plan on also finding a chain for this also.

I love it when my mom breaks out all the old stuff she has and tells me stories.

Also, yesterday I spent almost the entire day reading and eventually finishing The Hunger Games.  I had heard they were making a movie out of the book, but I had never heard of it before.  This is one of those books you get so into you feel like you are actually there with the characters . . . feeling what they are feeling . . . being happy when they are happy . . . sad when they are sad . . . and even wishing you could find someone like Peeta (read it and you will know what I mean). I couldn't be happier about reading this book and can't wait to read the second part of the trilogy, called Catching Fire.

My night has ended by watching Pretty Little Liars (which is getting more and more suspenseful by the moment) and writing this blog. I shall now do some reading in a book I'm trying out called Leftovers. I say that I'm trying it out because I am unsure as to if it is actually worth reading or if I should move on to the other books on my list like Jodi Picoult's Handle with Care, Water for Elephants, and the four books in the Lord of the Rings set.

The dilemmas in my life are life or death aren't they?

I leave you with this thought:
Do you feel a sense of accomplishment when you pick off a piece of paint that is on your skin from the day's activities? These are the things that haunt me!