The last few days... were something special indeed

Currently listening to: New Shoes by Paulo Nutini
Currently reading: I am in the middle of 3 or 4 books right now

So... Yes, I know I haven't updated. Oops.

Thursday:
I had a meeting at the Rec with Hoffard. I got head lifeguard! Woohoo. I think that's probably the only thing of interest I did on Thursday.

Friday:
Work at the beach, we had to put in lines, and Catherine Trombly, my savior, had a wetsuit, so she braved the harsh waters of Anchor Bay and I staved off hypothermia. Then I had my absolute last day ever of work at The Village of East Harbor. I totally quit and I feel very good about it. I hated that job and apparently they didn't like me much either, going by my complete lack of hours.

Saturday:
Cat, Brenden & I worked at the beach again today, doing pretty much the same thing. I yet again escaped without going in the water, since Brenden seemed to think that he had to prove his manhood by saying that he's done this before. I ran with it.

Sunday:
I went to the movies with Dad, Jason & Becky to see the new Indiana Jones movie. It was weird. I'm not going to ruin it for anyone, but it was definitely weird.

Monday:
First official day guarding. It wasn't supposed to be warm enough for people to swim, and truth be told, it really wasn't, but the water was overrun with kids, so Steph, Cat & I had to make sure they didn't die. It was a long day... and we didn't have our guard chairs yet, so we were standing all day. That amounts to swollen feet if you're wondering. Oh and duh, Coop came home yesterday, so she hung out with us at the beach for a few hours. It was good fun.

New Layout :)

Currently watching: Family Guy
Currently reading: You... On a Diet by Dr. OZ

So I'm getting bored with the black background... we'll see how this works. I'd like to be able to put a picture in the background... but I don't know how. I'll learn.

These dreams have to mean something...

So, can I tell you that I had another ridiculous dream last night? But not only did I have a weird dream, I had deja vu while having my dream. I only remember part of this dream, but it started out with a pool full of volleyballs. The pool was less than a foot deep at the nearest end, and approximately 3 feet deep at the other end and as long as an olympic swimming pool. About 6 feet past this pool is another pool, again, as long as an olympic swimming pool, but this time it is quite deep and full of very sinister things... I'm assuming sharks and/or alligators. Fifty feet above this pool is a slab of marble with spikes on the bottom that is the size of the swimming pool. So... this dream was kind of like a video game, except it felt very real. I was with about eight people and the object of the game was to move on to each obstacle. When you threw a volleyball into the first pool and it hit the bottom, the marble slab dropped and covered the second pool for about 30 seconds. Everyone had to swim across the first pool and then figure out how to get across the second one, since you couldn't go through it. If the group continually threw volleyballs at the bottom of the first pool, the slab of marble would stay down longer... long enough for one person to run across it. I knew that there was a button at the other end of the second pool that would keep the slab down indefinitely so that everyone could get across... but we never got there because one of the people I was with had a wheel barrel and we had to argue about it I guess... then I woke up.

And I have had this dream before... its soooo weird. I had another episode of deja vu today while my mom and I were gardening. Ahh... anyways, the garden is coming along nicely. I would post more but I'm falling asleep.

Eventful Morning?

This morning I was up at the crack of 7:46am... Cat & I had to go to the pool to get our certifications for lifeguarding this summer. We ended up staying till about 8:20, talking to coach & Schimers. Cat drove me home... and then it hit me... I forgot my house key. Damnit. I had gone so long without locking myself out of something... and then I go and do this. I did have keys to the garage and all of the cars we have, so no worries :(. We got into the garage and looked around for some keys, none of which could get us into my house. We eventually found the ladder and put it up to my bedroom window (yeah, on the second floor...) because that was the only open window in the house. Cat crawled in and let me back into my house. Then I fell asleep for about 4 hours. Start of a good day I guess...

One of my more bizarre dreams

I woke up this morning to my cat meowing fervently... apparently he wanted to go outside. It's really weird having a cat who refuses to use the litter box, instead opting to go outside... but whatev, its easier for us. Anyways, I fell back asleep... an into the weirdest dream I've had in a while. I was living on campus at school in Barnes, the international dorm. At some point during the dream, someone stole my shirt and I didn't seem to be wearing a bra, so I walked around holding my boobs. Then I found my roommate, a girl that I know, and don't particularly like, from the CDO department. Anyways, I had to ask her which dorm room we lived in, because I forgot. Turns out it was 120. Then I went in there and magically had a shirt on again. It was the weirdest dorm room, pretty much set up like a hotel room, with 2 double beds, that were supposed to sleep 4 people in total. It was awkward. Then my friends Erin and Christina decided to spend the night and sleep on the floor. Then I walked around the dorm again and found a pool... which was pretty sweet, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out why there was a pool there. And then I found Nicole, who was another one of my roommates and we went swimming. Then I woke up, really confused.

Tyra Just Killed My Soul

So... I'm sitting here watching TV with the roommate and due to a lack of actual programming, we found the Tyra Banks show. She just hit a new low. To preface this, let me just say that I am all for equality of any sort... and also, I have nothing against people who aren't skinny, because obviously, I am not. I draw the line at the phrase "Women of Size", closely followed by "Size Activism".

And here's another thing. If you look at my family, more notably the women in my family, you will understand that none of us are skinny. In fact, we are all plus sized. Guess what? We are all healthy. That's the difference between healthy and morbidly obese. And promoting obesity is the same as promoting anorexia and bulimia.

To make matters worse, she is acting like obesity has no affect at all on health. Gahhhhhhh. I really want to punch Tyra. She is in a position of power and should be promoting a healthy lifestyle. Okay, so if you never want to read my blog again, that's fine, but I can't deal with the perpetuation of any eating disorders.

Remember Tyra, skinny people aren't the only ones with eating disorders. Dumb bitch.