Monday, March 25, 2013

A To Z Challenge

     This year, I'm going to do the A to Z Challenge for the first time. The rules are pretty simple. You have to write a post every day starting April first until the end of April, in order of the alphabet. (April first is A, April second is B, and so on.) You don't post for the challenge on Sundays, but I assume you can post outside of the challenge on Sundays. I also just found out the other day that you're supposed to visit the first five blogs that come after you on the list.

     I'm just saying this as a reminder. April 6th through April 15th, I will be out of the state to visit my boyfriend. I honestly have no idea if I'll be able to reply to all of my comments or if I'll be able to visit every single blog the day that its posted. However, I will eventually read all of the posts and comment on all of them, even if I have to catch up when I'm home.

     Also, I just wanted to say that the page of the Blogs I Read has been updated with a list at the bottom of blogs I just started reading because of the challenge. The other blogs have descriptions and names (if a name is given) but I haven't gotten to read enough posts to be able to do that with all of the new blogs. I will though, probably some time after April is over.

     In the past week, I lost a reader but then I gained three more, which really made me happy. I don't know if I'll be gaining any more readers any time soon, but I thought I might introduce myself to the new people.

     Hi. I'm Rachel. I'm nineteen. My boyfriend makes me happy. I like things that are sparkly, shiny, fluffy, cute, and/or soft. I gave up cursing for Lent (as a way to stop a bad habit) even though I'm not even Catholic. I have twenty nail polishes, plus five decoration nail polishes, and one clear nail polish but I can't even wear any of them on my fingernails because I work in a restaurant. I also work for my mom in her office now because I'm broke. Sometimes I say wise things but usually I'm just sarcastic. Oh, and I have a so called "monthly" poll with my friend Ashley but I never remember to change the poll on time. This one is about a month late already. Oops.

     On Thursday, it will be my last regular posting day before the challenge starts on Friday. I think I might end up skipping that day and just waiting for April first. I'm not sure yet. That depends on if I'm able to write the post I want to... and if I can put it in a letter instead so that I can knock that post out of the way.

     Now, I'm off to make a list of what the letters should be and add some more blogs to that list thats on my new page.


P.S. Voting in the poll makes you awesome and will (probably) prevent you from getting a concussion by my mom's giant dog.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Wisdom Teeth Removal Reposted

     Last year, I shared the story of my wisdom tooth removal. Today, I'm going to post it again. I didn't have any readers when I wrote about it originally and we're moving tomorrow, plus I have to work all weekend, so I just don't have the energy to come up with something creative right now. (I'm going to bleep out all of the curse words to keep up with Lent since I still have a little longer to go.) (Also, as a little side note, I do remember texting during that week, but I still have no idea what I said and I don't think I want to.)




     Guess what? I'm stuck in bed, sick, for the second time this month! I'm not sure what exactly happened. My throat hurt and one hour later, I was laying in bed with a fever and fighting the urge to throw up all the food I hadn't eaten. I had to cancel going to Boss Lady's house because I don't want to pass my gross and rather mean sick germs to anyone, especially The Youngest.

     Since I'm stuck in bed, I really don't have much to write about. I could I write about this weird cold-virus-thing, but that wouldn't be very much. (Last night, I kept waking up. My nose wasn't stuffed up but it kept not letting me inhale. It went something like this: "-peacefully sleeping, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inha..gaspchokegag, suddenly wake up in a panic- OH ****. AM I DYING? I'M GOING TO DIE. D'= -remember that I have the ability to breath through my mouth, breath through my mouth, calm down again-" Then I would repeat the entire process about two hours later.)

     Yeah, that's about all the interesting stuff I had to say and I've been terrible about posting lately, so I was able to come up with something! (Even though I'd like to take the credit, this little memory was inspired by this post, which you should totally go check out because I laughed so hard I cried. Twice.)

     Not long after my birthday last year, I got my wisdom taken out. All four of them. The bottom two were growing in sideways and since I had to go through **** with other teeth removal and braces (which I should be getting off soon, yay!) Mr Tooth Surgeon said that I needed to get all four of them out at once... even though the top two wouldn't have caused issues for months, maybe longer.

     My mom took me for my surgery really early one morning. To be honest, I was terrified. When I was hooked up to the heart machine thing (you know, the one that beeps when your heat beats?), Miss Nurse and my mom kept staring at the machine and back to me, like they were worried something was very wrong.

     Then I was given and IV and the face mask. My mom said, "Oh, that IV will just keep you hydrated and the face mask is just oxygen. You'll get another IV when it's time to knock you out." After The Easter Bunny, Santa Clause, and The Tooth Fairy, I really shouldn't have believed her. The last thing I remember is giggling at something and thinking, "I have no reason to giggle at this. Why is this so funny?"

     According to what I've been told (by the same lady who lied to me for eight years about Santa Clause, but hey, this has a pretty good chance at being true), I was pretty happy being all drugged up on sedatives. My mom was in charge of having me say the alphabet until I passed out.

Me: A..B..C..D..E..F.........H..
Mom: What happened to G?
Me: -uncontrollable laughter- It ran away!
Mom and the nurses: -snickersnickersnicker-
Mom: Where did it run away to?
Me: Shhhhhhhhhhhh. It's a secret! -more uncontrollable giggling-

     I don't know how long I was out, but I was shaken awake by the nurse and dragged down this long white hallway. It's a good thing I was still pretty sedated because I probably would have thought I was dead otherwise. I mean, I went through a long white hallway that (according to my fuzzy memory) resembled a tunnel with a bright light (which I now know was the sunlight) at the end.

     I don't remember a lot from that point on until we got to the bank, so Momma could withdraw some money to get my pain medication. At some point, despite it being ninety degrees out, I started shivering because that's a side effect from the anesthesia wearing off. Apparently, I refused to wait in the car and tried to walk into the bank like everything was fine. Then I collapsed in a chair. I vaguely remember the tellers yelling at my mom to take me home and my mom arguing, "Tell her that! She won't listen!" but I think I blacked out for a few minutes.

     Then we went to WalMart to get all three of my medications filled (pain, infection prevention, and anti-nausea). I decided I was strong enough to walk all by myself, even though I was stumbling like a drunk and struggling not to pass out. My mom told me, "Wait here", and then asked the lady at the door for a wheelchair. Mom walked up behind me with it and told me, "Rachel, sit". Since she had already taken my phone away and was in charge of giving me my medication, I sat. I started moving and then I realized I was in a wheelchair.

     WalMart was mostly a blur, but we had to wait fifteen minutes for the prescriptions to be filled. The main thing I remember was that my mom wanted to pick up some candles so she put them in the wheelchair seat with me. We went around a corner and some wild little kids saw me. Keep in mind, my face was swollen and there was nasty bloody gauze stuffed in my mouth, plus I was wrapped in a blanket and looked completely drugged. Not a pretty sight. They must have agreed because they ran back to their parents and didn't leave them the entire time we were in the store.

     Sadly, seconds after that, the candles in my lap fell onto the ground. They didn't break but they did roll away a few feet. For some reason, that was an absolutely terrible thing that depressed me to the point that I started crying in the middle of WalMart and apologizing (or attempting to, at least) because I dropped the candles even though it wasn't my fault.

     Right after leaving WalMart, I was rushed to a nearby gas station and into the bathroom. Upon looking at myself in the mirror, I discovered that I looked like a vampire with a swollen face who was very messy when it came to eating dinner. Then I had a panic attack and started crying again because I really don't like blood and the gauze got stuck on my braces.

     I must have passed out in the car because I don't know how I got inside. I was told that an old neighbor had stopped by and helped me up the stairs and into bed, but I can't remember. Some time after that, I woke up crying because I wanted my pain medication. Then I was hungry and all my mom would give me was pudding or soup. Then a few days later, I was allowed to have mashed potatoes. Then I was mad because I was tired of pudding, soup, and mashed potatoes. But eventually I was allowed to be off of the medication and all was well again. During all of that, there were also moments when I was hysterically amused for little to no reason.

     P.S. It has since been decided that it's a good thing I've never really had an interest in drinking or drugs because I was so emotionally unstable.

Monday, March 18, 2013

The Reappearance Of Cheese Man

     Friday night, on the way home from work, Mr Fix-It told me, "I'm going to cut those things... the tree things that come up out of the ground. I don't know the word." I guessed he meant "roots" and when he said that was right, he finished what he was saying: "I'm going to cut the big roots for the tree at your new house so you and your mom don't trip because I tripped the other day." I laughed and told him, "Well, Mom would be screwed. I would be okay as long as I don't break my right arm or my legs...or hit my head."

     Saturday started off okay. Momma woke me up early enough that I could go next door to take a bath, since my back was hurting and the tub in the current house leaks when its filled up. So I gathered up everything I would need to get ready for work over there and we went next door.

     I poured the bubbles into the tub while the water was running and kept going back and forth to see if food would be ready first or if the bath would. When the tub was filled about 1/4 of the way, the water started running cold. Long story short, it took an hour to boil enough water to be able to relax at all since I needed to do something to make my back stop hurting at least a little bit.

     When I was ready and things had been done to get us ready to move in, we started taking the little dogs and stuff we needed (like my soap) home. The Little Dog was in Mom's arms and she opened the gate on the porch. My puppy ran through the gate and when she reached down to grab him, but she let go of the gate and The Big Dog got loose. I caught my puppy but The Big Dog was long gone.

     I was still trying to get the rest of my uniform on (my second shirt and my belt and trying to tuck in both shirts) and also trying to find him. When I ran out, I had my phone in my hand. And I tripped over the bricks that are in the dirt to keep you from slipping on mud. Completely twisted my left ankle and I threw my phone about five feet (both are, by some miracle, completely okay).

     Ten minutes after he got out, I caught The Big Dog and put him on the chain outside. Finally, at 5:25, we were able to leave so that I could be at work by 6:00. We got there seven minutes before I needed to clock in but I ran in and clocked in anyways because the entire parking lot was filled and everyone was running around like a chicken with its head cut off.

     The own ran into the kitchen and told me, "Set up a silverware station in the togo room and go start rolling it. Make it pretty. We're already running out and we have parties coming in because its prom season. Make it pretty, Rachel." The next two hours were spent in the togo room, which lacked an A/C but had the full heat of the kitchen. Unless I went to dry storage to get more linen to roll the silverware in or unless I went into the dish washing area to get more silverware or the few trips up to the hostess station where I begged the hostess to save me because my fingers were starting to feel raw and I could barely stand up straight anymore.

     Finally, I was allowed to go carry trays when things slowed down and there was enough silverware rolled that we weren't going to run out in the next few minutes. I took one tray out to a table, but when I got there, their drinks were there but they weren't. I had to go back to the kitchen and find out where they had gone. RWA didn't believe me and we got into a fight (the manager heard me yell at him, oops, but I didn't get in trouble). This is basically what happened:

RWA: Why did you bring this back?
Me: They weren't there. There were a bunch of drinks but no people.
RWA: Where did they go?
Me: I don't know. They just weren't there and I can't leave the food on the table to get cold.
RWA: So you're telling me there aren't any people there?
Me: There are no people at that table.
RWA: So if I go out there right now, there won't be somebody sitting at the table?
Me: Then go out and look for yourself, if you don't believe me! I don't know where they went, but there is no body there!
RWA: Fine. Get the tray. I'll go with you.

     There was nobody at the table. We stood there for two minutes, waiting to see if they would come back. Turns out they were talking to somebody several tables away, who I could have sworn I knew, but I was too busy gloating that I was right to think much about it.

     A few minutes later, I had to get another tray. It was to the same table that I had thought I recognized. I didn't realize that until I took the tray out, set it on the tray stand, and turned around to ask who had which dish. That was when I realized it was Cheese Man and his wife, Mrs Cheese Man. The very same couple I served last week when they joked with me about loving cheese, used the entire bowl, and then he bluntly said "I'm diabetic" when I teased him back.

     They recognized me. I was so surprised, all I could say was, "Ohhi!" and hope that they didn't bring up that incredibly awkward moment. I asked Mrs Cheese Man if she wanted cheese and when she did, I put cheese on her food. I asked Cheese Man if he wanted cheese and he held out his hands, so I just handed him the bowl and kept my mouth shut until he was done. Then, once the bowl had been emptied, he handed it back and I went back to the kitchen.

     When we left, I got some tea since I had gotten so overheated that I was getting a headache. I told Mr Fix-It about how I tripped over the bricks and he apologized for jinxing me and he said he felt bad because I looked like I was in a lot of pain. "No. Its not my ankle. Its my back. Again."

     I finally got home and the second I walked in the door, I dropped the tea on the floor. And my pants. And my shoes. It really just went everywhere.

     Saturday was just a really crappy day.

P.S. On Sunday, I tripped over a rock. I still haven't tripped over the tree roots yet.

P.S. #2 When I was leaving, all of the servers kept coming up to me and thanking me because they didn't have to roll any silverware. I was probably their favorite person that night even though most of my thoughts were "fml" related until I finally got to leave.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Happy Birthday Sis!

     Today is Sis's twenty-first birthday!

     I'm kind of in shock since we've been friends since she was sixteen. Now she's old enough to legally drink. Like... How did that even happen?

     Its rare that I ever talk about her on here, but its not very easy to actually talk to her. That doesn't change the fact that she's my big sister and I love her. Even if she's a psychopath.

     (Not really. Its just a running joke in our little "family" of siblings. Kind of.)

     Sis can be pretty insane and crazy at times, but she's generous and kind to a fault. And she's basically like a second mother to her little sister and her autistic brother, which always amazes me. I'm proud to have a sister who's such a good person and who is as strong as she is.

     Now I just need her to text back so that I can make sure she doesn't end up getting drunk to the point that she's unconscious for the next week... and to laugh at the possible hangover she's going to have tomorrow.

     Happy Birthday Sis!

Monday, March 11, 2013

OhMyGosh Emily

     This is part of a conversation that I had with Emily.


Emily: I forgot to tell you
Emily: I was texting my sister today and I put my phone down and accidentally called her and I was singing SUPER LOUD and I hung up but idk if she answered or not
Emily: I don't think so but I realllly hope not
Rachel: lol I can beat that
Emily: uh oh What happened?
Rachel: At work we offer parmasan cheese out of a big soup/salad bowl to everyone at the table and this guy took it out of my hands and put nearly the entire bowl on his food and they were all like "hahah we like cheese haha" and just joking with me so I decided to tease the guy like "wow you really aren't shy about cheese! haha" and then he went "I'm diabetic. Its protein."
Emily: OMG
Rachel: I KNOW
Emily: lol wow
Rachel: It was horrible
Emily: hahahahaha
Emily: Oh Rachel
Emily: -shakes head-
Emily: lol
Rachel: I literally just hung my head in shame lol
Emily: HAHAHA
Rachel: lol Like I was looking down for this big massive lecture but my eyes were on the screen so I could read it hahaha
Emily: You should have been like. "OMG SERIOUSLY TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT!!!" and sat down next to him
Rachel: LOL
Emily: That would have been funny
Rachel: lol I would have gotten fired but I think it would have been worth it lol
Emily: And then you should have started eating his cheese
Rachel: It was COVERED in cheese
Rachel: Like I literally couldn't see his food
Emily: NOW
Emily: I am going to bed
Emily: hahha
Rachel: lol
Emily: I really have to pee
Rachel: Okay!
Rachel: I would suggest peeing before getting into bed, not after
Emily: I will take that into consideration.
Emily: Haha
Rachel: lol If you do pee after getting into bed, make sure it is not your own bed
Emily: LOL
Emily: Good advice
Rachel: lol Thank you
Emily: Whose bed then?
Rachel: I do not recommend getting into stranger's beds
Emily: But thats fun
Emily: LOL JUST KIDDING
Rachel: LOL EMILY
Emily: OMG I CANT BELIEVE I SAID THAT
Rachel: CAN I PLEASE BLOG THIS BECAUSE OMG
Emily: LOL OKAY
Rachel: LOL THANK YOU
Rachel: I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT OMG
Emily: ME EITHER
Rachel: LOL
Emily: BUT I HAVE BEEN UP SINCE 8 AND RUNNING ERRANDS FROM 10 UNTIL 8 SO I AM TIRED AND WHEN I AM TIRED I SAY THINGS
Rachel: LOL TIRED PEOPLE SHOULD NEVER BE ALLOWED TO SPEAK EVER BECAUSE THEY SAY THINGS
Emily: I KNOW
Emily: WHEN I GO TO SCHOOL AND STAY UP TO LATE FOR SOME REASON I ALWAYS END UP CRYING IN CLASS LIKE IDEK WHY
Rachel: BECAUSE YOUR BODY IS LIKE "EMILY YOU ARE STUPID FOR NOT SLEEPING WHY DONT YOU SLEEP YOU NEED SLEEP AND CAFFEINE AND SUGAR AND A SHOT OF ADRENALINE SO THAT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE AWAKE AND HYPER"
Emily: LOL I HAD A MONSTER TODAY
Rachel: OMG I MADE COOKIES TODAY
Emily: I WAS CRAZY HYPER FOR LIKE 5 HOURS
Emily: OOH YUMMY
Rachel: THEY WERE KINDA BURNED BUT STILL SQUISHY TOO
Rachel: SECOND TIME I EVER MADE COOKIES
Rachel: EVER
Emily: AWESOME
Emily: EVER?
Rachel: EVER
Emily: I ALMOST BOUGHT GIRL SCOUT COOKIES BECAUSE THE POOR LITTLE GIRL OUTSIDE OF THE GROCERY STORE WAS DRESSED UP AS A COOKIE AND LOOKED KIND OF MISERABLE
Rachel: THAT POOR CHILD
Emily: BUT WHEN WE WERE LEAVING THE STORE THEY WERE GONE
Rachel: THAT IS CHILD ABUSE
Rachel: ARREST THE PARENTS
Emily: I KNOW
Emily: SHE WAS SERIOUSLY IN A BIG ROUND COOKIE COSTUME
Rachel: THAT IS SO HORRIBLE
Rachel: SHES PROBABLY HAVING NIGHTMARES ABOUT GIANT COOKIES EATING HER
Emily: And she was like 'do you want to buy girl scout cookies?' with this face that said 'PLEASE GET ME OUT OF HERE'
Rachel: It was fortune cookies
Emily: I felt so bad
Rachel: With notes that said
Rachel: "HELP I AM NOT DOING THIS OF MY OWN FREE WILL CALL 911"
Emily: LOLOLOL
Emily: Thats a smart idea
Rachel: Thats a genius idea
Rachel: If you ever end up being trapped in a giant cookie costume or a fortune cookie factory, you know what to do
Emily: LOL YEAH
Rachel: I AM GIVING SUCH GREAT ADVICE TONIGHT

     Then we ended up talking about girly things that is kind of hilarious but I can't post it here because it gives away a lot of awkward details.

     Oh, and to make matters worse at the restaurant, I had brought their food and the cheese to their table right after I was struggling to get my own bloodsugar back up since it dropped when I got too hot in the kitchen. There were at least three different times where I almost passed out in the kitchen. And then I made an idiot out of myself.

     I'm a terrible person.

     But I do give pretty great advice.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

A List

     My original plan for today's post didn't work out but I'm hoping that it will work out soon. So I'm going to take a page from Ashley and just make a random list of things that pop into my head.

  1. I'm scared to see how this is going to turn out.
  2. I really hate hearing about celebrity gossip because they're just people and its really none of our business.
  3. I really want soda but its 10:52 at night and I do plan on sleeping at some point before I have to work tomorrow night.
  4. Momma and I had Chinese for dinner because I wouldn't shut up about the greenbeans that they have there because they make me happy.
  5. I cut my hair to my chin and lightened it up from black to golden brown a few weeks ago.
  6. I did that so I could get rid of the dead layers so that I can grow my hair out and donate it to Locks of Love later this year.
  7. The TV is talking about some guy who broke into hundreds of houses and stole underwear.
  8. Mom and I had a conversation that was about pinching somebody's cheeks today. I said, "Its not pleasant for anyone involved so it shouldn't be done". Mom said, "Its pleasant for the pincher, just not the pinch-ee." I told her, "I would punch anyone who pinched my cheeks so unless they wanted to be punched, it would not be pleasant for anyone involved."
  9. I was taking out an old lamp and a box of trash to the dumpster today and while trying to get the lamp in, I hit my hand on the dumpster.
  10. Mom heard me all the way inside and thought that I threw the lamp because something made me mad and couldn't believe that it was my hand until it started swelling.
  11. My mom and her boss go to me whenever they need me to translate when somebody speaks like a first grader through text.
  12. Saying they speak like a first grader is a compliment.
  13. Once, the owner of the restaurant was trying to find something for me to do so I could get more hours, so he handed his cell phone to me and said, "Make this stop beeping". I just pushed a bunch of buttons and hoped for the best. He thought I was a genius.
  14. I've been wanting to write a poem for about a week but I just can't get the words out.
  15. Sissi just sent me a message on Skype that said "rachel i love you but im going to bed now <3" even though we haven't talked since yesterday.
  16. I want to know how they clean the stuff in car washes thats used to clean the cars, since it would have to get gross and moldy at some point and need to be replaced or cleaned.
  17. I'm hungry but I don't want to make anything and thats causing problems.
  18. My puppy has this new thing where he has to sleep under the blanket with me or he starts smacking me until I let him, which is both cute and extremely annoying.
  19. I promised Mercedes a monkey to fling crap at her in-laws today, so if anyone could help with that, it would be great.
  20. The Christian dating site commercials bother me because they say "We never would have found each other if it wasn't for ___!" but, typically, if you believe in God, then you believe that what ever is meant to happen will happen no matter what. I know its advertising but it bugs me.
  21. I don't understand why people are scared of doctors but I understand why people are scared of having a reason to go to the doctor.
  22. Its cold in here.
  23. My mom baby talks to the animals and makes up rhymes and songs for them.
  24. My mom spent time on Amazon.com today looking at cookie jars and that's what she's talking about now. She likes one that had three pigs on a motorcycle.
  25. I need to do something interesting so I have blog material.

Monday, March 4, 2013

This Post Sucks, Sorry

     Well, hi guys.

     I disappeared last week and it really wasn't planned. I really need a second job and Mom's assistant is a backstabbing liar. So, Mom's boss decided that the assistant is going to be fired sometime this week and that I should go in to help when they need it. (Basically the first week of the month, the last week of the month, any time violations go out, if they have to shop for the office, and things like that.)

     My schedule is pretty screwed up since I have a hard time sleeping. I usually sleep in the early morning hours and whenever I end up crashing from being over exhausted. Sometimes thats during the day, sometimes thats during dinner. I'm not sure how, but I only managed to pass out before dinner on Monday and Thursday.

     On Tuesday when I realized I hadn't posted, I decided that I would just skip a post since I didn't have any really creative ideas or anything of interest to say. On Saturday, when I realized that I hadn't posted, I decided that I was just going to leave it. Honestly, I didn't have a real reason, other than the fact that I wanted to just see if anyone would notice.

     Kianwi sent me an email to see if I was okay on Saturday, which was insanely sweet of her. I ended up being surprised with snow on Saturday and getting the day off, which is the only day I'll get off until probably sometime next week. I'll be in the office until Friday and Friday through Sunday will be at the restaurant. So, I honestly just wanted to stay in front of the heater and try to relax while I could.

     I missed out on the (first annual?) K&K Virtual 5 K. I probably wouldn't have run because I don't like running, but I would have gladly walked it, had it not been snowing. I'm glad I got to spend Saturday relaxing, but I'm really sorry that I missed out on it when I promised that I would join in. Hopefully, the weather will work for me better next year so that I can join in.

     Admittedly, this is a really crappy post. I'll have something a lot different on Thursday. Probably. But thank you Kianwi, for sending me that email to ask if I was okay and why I hadn't posted. That really meant a lot. And thank you Ashley, for texting me when she noticed that I hadn't posted. Its nice to know that somebody really cares when I suddenly disappear without warning.