Have a doggone good Halloween...

...from Pupster Max!

(He's so amused, can you tell?)

Arrrrr, get me out of this thing!



The fabulous Monica H. tagged me, so here goes! (All answers have to be one word answers)

1. Where is your cell phone? HERE
2. Where is your significant other? Not (here)
3. Your hair color? Brownish
4. Your mother? Love
5. Your father? Love
6. Your favorite thing? Friends
7. Your dream last night? Forgettable
8. Your dream/goal? Cheesy
9. The room you're in? Dorm
10. Your hobby? pastime? Friends
11. Your fear? Lots
12. Where do you want to be in six years? Here
13. Where were you last night? Dorm
14. What you're not? Hungry
15. One of your wish list items? Forever
16. Where you grew up? Texas
17. The last thing you did? Breakfast
18. What are you wearing? Clothes
19. Your T.V.? Off
20. Your pet? Home
21. Your computer? Lifeline
22. Your mood? Happy
23. Missing someone? Yes
24. Your car? Home
25. Something you're not wearing? Coat
26. Favorite store? Ummm...
27. Your Summer? Happy
28. Love someone? Lots
29. Your favorite color? Yellow
30. When is the last time you laughed? Yesterday
31. Last time you cried? Friday

Whew. Okay. I know people think memes are annoying, but I'm tagging anyway. But just one person, in order to encourage her to POST AGAIN. Sis (LifeofaDancer), it's you, kiddo.



Dear Mother Nature,

Please, please no snow yet. I'm not ready for snow yet. I know it's been snowing in a lot of places already, but my roommate just told me it's now snowing in New Jersey, and that's awfully close. OH, Mother Nature, please just give me a few more weeks without snow! For one thing, I still need to get my boots resized! For another, IT'S FREAKING OCTOBER!

Just a few weeks. And then you won't hear any more complaining from me. Promise.

With love and respect,


1 Frustration, 2 Questions

I paid for and went to get a flu shot today at the Health & Wellness Center. Alas, they were out, and I have to wait until Nov. 5. CROSSING FINGERS, TOES, AND ALL APPENDAGES THAT I DO NOT GET THE FLU BEFORE THEN. Sicknesses are running rampant 'round here.

Question #1:
With this cold weather, my skin (hands, especially) are getting really, really dried out. Can y'all recommend any lotions that'll help my poor, chapped hands? Also, do you know of any face lotions that won't make my face break out?

Question #2:
A few friends and I are fed up to HERE with dining hall food so we're taking matters into our own hands. Our goal is to cook one new meal each week (on Saturdays) just for a break. Last Saturday's was the guacamole (see below). This weekend, we're going to try to make our own roasted red pepper hummus and pita chips, and no-bake chocolate and peanut butter cookies. Problem is, we don't have an oven--so we're looking for easy, non-oven-required yummy meals. Y'all got suggestions? (Note--we do have a stovetop and microwave.)

Oh! And we're also making homemade peach and mango salsa for our election night party. Ain't nobody sleepin' til we got a winner. Regardless of who wins, let me just say that there will be people in the streets. And no one going to class the next day.

Goodness, I love all this cooking domestication. It's all great preparation for what I want to do when I grow up--be a happy homemaker. No really, that's what I want to be. No REALLY. Stop laughing.



Om nom nom

Upon learning that roommate #3 had NEVER HAD GUACAMOLE BEFORE (!!!!!!!!!!!!), a few friends and I decided to take a field trip to the local farmer's market and remedy that situation. We bought 5 avocados, 2 lemons, and went to the grocery store up the street for garlic powder, onion powder, salt, and tortilla chips (multi-grain, you know, to be healthy and all, after yesterday's Ben & Jerry's/potato chips afternoon).

And then we made the guacamole.



Alas, the four of us ingested ALL FIVE AVOCADOS-TURNED-GUACAMOLE before roommate #3 came home. So that plan failed. But on the good side, we had really good guacamole.


Not so great start to a weekend

D.'s flight was canceled so she won't be coming out here this weekend, and instead Auntie Flo arrived with a vengeance. Call in the Ben & Jerry's reinforcements and hope that D. can reschedule her flight for next weekend or the weekend after.

Edited to add: No word on a rescheduled flight, but roommate #3 and I came home to roommate #2 crying. With two crying girls in one day (me included), we decided to take matters into our own hands:

P.S. Notice the
Friends episode in the background. We know how to do things 'round these here parts.



So last week I wanted to wear my favorite blue shirt with black polka dots. But I couldn't find it. I figured it was in my hamper and I just hadn't washed it lately, or it was buried in another drawer, but I didn't have time to look for it. So I forgot about it.

A few days later, I couldn't find my long-sleeved pink shirt. Weird, I thought, first my blue shirt and now my pink shirt. But I brushed it out of my mind because again, I needed to get to class.

Two days ago, I couldn't find my blue cami. THEN I stopped and really looked for everything. I dug through my drawers, looked under my bed, went through my hamper...everywhere. I even had my roommates check their drawers (because occasionally we do little snippets of laundry for each other) with no luck.


I knew I couldn't have left it in the washer or dryer because I'm rather meticulous about checking after each wash when I take stuff out. I'm also a bit maniacal when it comes to setting my alarm to go get the laundry out. But my roommate insisted I should go look in the laundry room JUST IN CASE.

So we did.

And there, folded neatly by some angel on a shelf in the laundry room, were my blue shirt with the black polka dots, my long-sleeved pink shirt, and my blue cami.

Along with about 14,000 pairs of my underwear.

Thongs, to be more specific.

Which had been sitting there for a week and a half.


(On a side note--apparently I have a lot of underwear, because I hadn't noticed I was missing any.)

I need more sleep.



From PostSecret this week:

I think it says "It's only a matter of time..." (it's partially obscured by a sticker from the post office)

And it scares me very, very much because I think there are a lot of people out there thinking that of him (and not in a good way).

We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto

I just dropped my mom off at the subway stop after a great weekend together. Lots of yummy food, good (and not-so-good) card and dice games, and socializing. Next weekend: D will be here!

So today my mom wanted to stop and get bagels to take home with her. We went to the FANTASTIC local bagel place and were trying to decide what my sister would like. Not very exciting, eh? Well... (abbreviated convo)

Cashier: Can I help you?
Nanny: Yeah, we're just trying to figure out what kind of bagel my sister would want.
Cashier: Definitely chocolate chip. Want me to warm that up for you?
Nanny: Oh, no, thanks.
Mom: I've got to take it on a plane back to Texas.
Cashier: *stops, gives us a really, really weird look, puts her hand on her hip and says* So you voted for Bush?
Nanny & Mom: OH NO! We didn't!!!
Cashier: So you gonna vote for Obama?
Nanny: I already did!
Mom: I'm going to!
Cashier: *looks us over slowly, suspiciously* Okay, then.

And we got our bagels.

And left.


I'm so happy to be living in the liberal north!



A guy on my floor got approximately 100 bagels last night (NOT KIDDING) to use for a film he was making.

And once he had finished shooting them, we got to eat them.


My jeans do not fit me this morning.

But it was all worth it.

That and the peanut butter froyo (frozen yogurt) that the dining hall served last night.

On another note, I'm leaving in about an hour and a half to go pick up my mother from the airport. One of the best things about her coming? The hotel she's staying at has a POOL! Um, hello, pool party* much? (OH, and the fact that I'm pretty sure she'll take me out for MORE bagels. And non-dining hall food.)

(OH, and seeing her again after almost two months. Miss you, mumsie!)

Except...I need to shave my legs. Dun-dun-dunnnnnnnnnn. I'm slightly afraid to go near my legs since it's been so long since they've been shaved. I think I need something stronger than my razor to tackle them...anybody got a weed wacker?


This is on our dorm room door and updated daily.

*Oh lord god please let me still fit into my swimsuit and not look like a beached whale, PLEASE.



ALSO, what is with people using the word 'legit' up here? As in short for legitimately...they use it with EVERYTHING. And by they, I mean 99% of people I've met here.

Like so:

"Oh my GOD this class is insane. Like LEGIT."

"Have you done your homework yet? Legit, it's ballsy."

"Did you SEE her shoes? I was like OH MY GOD, LEGIT."


(Sometimes it is confusing trying to figure out what 'legit' actually means in different sentences.)

(And it is frustrating.)

I suppose it's a northern thing? My new friend Simon is from Seattle (ha, Simon from Seattle, cute) and he says instead of legit, they say 'wicked.' I was trying to think of a southern saying, but all I could come up with was, "Aw, hell gosh darnit" which I confess to making up on the spot.

Yup, yup, Babo, yup

My mouth is still watering at the thought of that amazing dinner (scroll down). I mean, YUM, people. Dining Hall food, while good here, gets old after a while. Home-cooked food? What's that again?

(Though, as I Tweeted, I did break down and buy the delicious-looking dolmas at the expensive store yesterday. They're not the best, but WORTH IT. And bought red pepper hummus and pita chips. Happy, happy Nanny.)

So I've decided to keep the blue boots (I'd link to it, but I'm too lazy to type in the html running off of 4 hours' sleep. Scroll down again. Sorry)...and the overwhelming majority of you all supported that :-) Though, I have to confess, I may have voted twice for the "be vain, get the Uggs" option, myself. Did I just type that outloud?

I need to send them back for different sizes, but yeah, I'll admit they will keep me much warmer than Uggs will. The one good thing about the boots? They've inspired me to become a Warm Shoewear Fashion Designer who will design comfy, cozy, WARM, WATERPROOF, FASHIONABLE boots. I'll make millions! Brilliant! That's it, college--see you later! I'm packing up now!

Er...as soon as I get motivated enough to get off my lazy butt.


*ducks from things being thrown at me*

I know, I know. *sigh* I really need to work on my sleep patterns here. Lack o' sleep is really catching up with me. I'm usually not in bed before 1:30 or 2:30 a.m. most nights, and 3 days a week I'm up at 6:30 for class. Lately I've been trying to go to bed early (read: midnight or even before!) but what's been happening is I'll fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, and then one of my roommates will make a noise or something and I'll wake up suddenly and be up for hours, unable to go back to sleep.

Allow me to brag for a moment about how disciplined I've been about getting my homework done before 10 p.m. I'm rather proud of myself. Unfortch, the roomies are not so disciplined and they usually goof around in the evenings and end up staying up until 2 a.m. Which keeps me up, too. Which makes for a not-so-happy, very sleepy Nanny. This isn't every night, but it's often enough that I finally had to talk to them about it, and they've agreed to be better about getting their homework done before midnight or otherwise going down the hall to the study room. Yayyyy for problem solving!

P.S. All this happy homework doing is paying off. I got an A!!!!!! on my Expository Writing paper that's worth 15% of my total grade--WOOHOO!!!

P.P.S. My mom is coming to visit on Friday. Suppose I should clean up and do some laundry, eh, mumsie?

P.P.P.S. Last presidential debate tonight. Can I just say how much I LOVE being in a liberal state? I mean--WE ALL participate in making fun of *ahem* certain candidates and throwing things at the TV. What a concept! To Democrats in Texas: THERE IS AN OUTSIDE WORLD! I PROMISE!

P.P.P.P.S. 274 days until Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. 274 days, people! SO. EXCITED.


Queasily happy

1) I rode in a car for the first time in almost 2 months last night. WOW. My stomach was NOT used to it! I was shocked how carsick I got so quickly. Plus, the driver was a rather scary driver...I'm not in the Big D. anymore! The upshot was that I got to eat really, really, really good food with my roommate's parents. The downside? I'll never be able to afford that restaurant ($40/person) so I won't be going back. But because I love talking about food, here's what I had for dinner last night:

~A salad with various greens, spinach, candied cranberries, thinly sliced apples, sugar-roasted/spiced pecans and little purple onions topped with the most amazing cider vinagrette

~The most delicious sourdough bread I've ever had--thick and crusty on the outside, DOUGHY on the inside. Slathered in fresh butter? Pure heaven.

~An exquisitely-arranged vegetarian antipasti plate (yes, I ordered two appetizers instead of an appetizer and an entree). Roasted eggplant puree, muhammara (which is a little sauce-type dip made from crushed walnuts and red peppers, it's very sweet and VERY good), cucumbers in a yogurt-dil sauce, okra, pickled beets, tiny mushrooms, radishes, and carrots in this amazing I-don't-know-what-it-was-but-it-was-GOOD sauce.

Ohhhh, my mouth is watering.

It topped my beloved bagel by FAR.

And then came dessert.

~A small slice of dark chocolate cake drizzled with dark chocolate sauce and covered in powdered sugar and cinnamon creme.




Do y'all hate me now? Cause I would hate me now. But I can't not tell y'all about it. It was. SO. GOOD.

2) Squealing, happy, jump-up-and-down good news for the Weintribe--welcome Baby Girl!!!!!!!! I turned my phone up extra loud last night for any and all Twitter updates and was SO EXCITED when she finally arrived!!! I think I'll go back to the restaurant and order another piece of the chocolate cake to celebrate! (HA. As if I could afford it. But still!)


The Abominable SnowNanny

So a while back I think I mentioned looking for a warm coat & boots. The lovely and fabulous Monica H. linked me to Land's End, which was having an AMAZING sale, and I was able to get a coat AND boots for under $100! Score!

They both came in the mail today and I was ridiculously excited to try them on. However...the coat was a little bit big. Well, more than a little big. A LOT big. So I'll be shipping that back for a smaller size. It's nice and toasty, though!

The boots? Well...they're boots. Not all that pretty under jeans (or over jeans). As my northerner of a roomie said, "they're nice, solid, warm boots." *sigh*

So yeah. The boots are big, too, so if I were to keep them I'd need to send them back for a smaller size (even factoring in big, thick socks). But the horribly vain person in me is screaming at me to run FAR FAR AWAY from the thick rubber soles and find solace in a pair of fashionable (but way too expensive and not at all waterproof) Ugg boots.


So I'm asking your opinion in the poll below. Or you can leave comments in the comment section. Whichever.

P.S. My other roommate just walked in and said, "OH your boots! Oh...your boots. Blue and green...ugh. At least they'll be warm."



The perks of being a college student

Tonight I'm going to the aquarium! I'm ridiculously excited because I've been there once before and loved. it. It's college night so with the flash of my DreamSchool ID, I'm in fo' FREE. Clean living, eh? A few weeks ago it was college night at the fine arts museum so another freebee night--wayyyy awesome.

Ignoring all aspects of homework, tonight's going to be pretty suh-weeeeet. I'm headed to the local bagel place to get my favorite hummus, lettuce, and avocado bagel sandwich. YUM. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. And my stomach is growling. Audibly.


But anyway. Midterms are approaching and so are the visits of two very awesome people--my mom and D! My mom'll be up not this weekend but next, and D will be up the weekend after that. So while I'll be buried under papers and projects for midterms, I'll be a very happy nanny!

Speaking of nannying...I'm trying to find a part-time nanny job 'round these here parts. Ideally, I'd love to have something for 3-4 hours on Tuesdays/Thursdays. I miss being with kids, and the money would be SO appreciated--all the more hummus/lettuce/avocado bagels for me! Yes!

Oh, and college tuition, too...

Anyway. My stomach has growled loudly so many times that my roommates are getting concerned that I am starving myself. Nope, just excited about my baaaaagellllll. *does the happy nanny bagel dance*

(P.S. There was no point to this post whatsoever.)

(Oh, and one more thing (and I've already tweeted this, but whatevs): I voted for Hillary in the primaries. I'm just sayin'.)



Alas, no job. She needed someone to work the entire day Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I have a class in the afternoons both days. Oh well. I'll keep looking, though!


Cross your fingers!

I just replied to a faculty member's e-mail about needing a babysitter for her 9 month old. It'd be a few hours on Tuesdays & Thursdays and would pay about $140 a week. It would be SO PERFECT for me--PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE, universe, can I have this job?!?!?!? Cross your fingers that she'll accept me for an interview & that I get the job! The only downside is a 40-min commute (one way) but THAT'S OKAY! I'll keep you posted!!!

Edited: Just checked her out on ratemyprofessors.com...whoooey she is NOT popular! Words used to describe her were "bitchy," "judgemental," "rude," "unprofessional," "bitter"...and the list goes on. Lord help me if she turns out to be like Mrs. R. I'm going to run screaming...


You know you love me

So...um...I have a confession. A rather embarrassing confession.

I've started doing something I swore to myself that I'd never do. That I'd never become addicted to. That I'd never...ever...partake in for personal moral reasons.




I know. I know. Somewhere out there, Minivan Mom is repeatedly bashing her head upon her desk and my sister is howling with laughter. D. will have thrown up into the toilet, trash can, or anything within proximity.

I know.

But it's really, horribly, disgustingly and fabulously addicting. And I...um...may or may not have watched 6 episodes in the last two days. (Homework? HA! I've gotta find out what Blair Waldorf is doing next!) It's pretty bad here. I'm not going to lie. But I've come to terms with my addiction, and am going to wean myself slowly until I'm down to one episode a day. That's not so bad, is it? Just one episode? One teeny, tiny, delicious little episode?


I know.

But I'm not the only one, people, with an embarrassing addiction. Come on, spill yours! Make me feel better!


Barack the vote

P.S. Don't make fun of my filling-in-the-bubble skillz. I've never been one to color inside the lines ;-)

One month+

I didn't post yesterday, but meant to. Yesterday marked one month that I've been here, one month that I've been away from home, from D, pupster Max and Lula, etc. It seems as if this month has simultaneously flown by and that I've been here forever, and also that this has been a long time coming.

I love it here.

Classes have sort of settled down and I do have some free time once I've completed my homework. I do like my professors and my classes (even though I'm only taking 1 that's toward my major and 3 that are just general education requirements). I love my schedule. I have so much free time on Tuesdays and Thursdays (that's when I catch up on homework, do laundry or run errands) that it's just relaxing. I love this city, too. I love the freedom it gives me, and how social it is. I was a bit put-off by all the interaction with people (on the streets, in the subway, etc.) at first, but now I love it.

Except, that is, when I'm pressed up against a guy reeking of urine and body odor, grasping a greasy pole in the subway. But we won't go into that here.

Y'all, I'm starting to have a little bit of hope that Obama might actually win this thing. I'm holding my breath, though, until after the VP debates are over, because I think they'll be more important than the actual presidential debates. If Sarah Palin does a kick-butt job (which I think she may do after all the prep they've been putting her through), it's not gonna look good for the home team. If you haven't read it, check out conservative columnist Kathleen Parker's article here. I do encourage you to read the article even if you're pro-McCain/Palin (she does diss Obama--she doesn't care for him).

On a last (and random) note, this song has been stuck in my head for the past several days. That's okay--I love it.