Sunsets, Cookie Cutters, and Tag Pt II

Oh my gosh. Remind me to file last night under "Random Ridiculous Amazingness."

So my friend and I set out for a walk through one of the local cemeteries [you know, the one where the hellish hills are that I love so much] around 7ish or earlier. Happily, the sun sets quite soon after. Unhappily it gets cold shortly after the sun sets. Hyper happily, the sunset was amazing. Whatever one step above ecstacism, we were on a natural bench over looking a high way and some trails, where we watched people and their dogs. Yeah. That's not creepy. :D

As we arrived home, my mom was freaking out about a class she had to teach this morning, and haphazardly asked if we would run to the store to pick up baseball card holders. Unfortunately, we consented. What a way to spend a Friday night when we should be star gazing, no?

To dispel our boredom of dusk, we decided we should make sugar cookies. However, everyone who's made sugar cookies knows that you have to let them chill for a few hours before baking them, in which case we decided to pick up a cookie cutter while we were at the store.

So we made our way to Hell*Mart, where we quickly discovered a lack of baseball card sleeves. A few hours, an upturned store and a very disgruntled Melanie later, we discovered a lack of cookie cutters as well. How can you advertise yourself as a "Super-store" and NOT! have cookie cutters?! My geeze people! Get real!

So we returned home despondent and disconsolate, for my mom to beg us to go out again and check two more stores. Being her new-lackeys, we did so, this time with me driving. As we traipsed around Wal-Greens and Winco NOT! finding baseball sleeves OR cookie cutters, we found a myriad of other hellishly delightful objects. Though we should have felt like mercenaries, we instead bough chocolate chips to make chocolate chip cookies with. And rice cakes. Love them. {:

TODAY! as my mom and I were taking a beastly walk [Yes... It's not riding season yet....] we were reviewing some vocabulary words for my English class. Appauling, no? Anywho, after she refused to rehash the words for the six billionth time, I decided to start another game of tag. I still lost. My mom's a beast when it comes to tag. Her reflexes are like lightning sound effects. In the course of human nature, she double tagged me, and accidently hit my face with one of the tags. Round two for Mel! My lip split open under the curious pressure, and I spewed blood nearly all over the concrete. I'm starting to think I shouldn't play tag....

This, the fourteenth of March, has been a rather morose day weatherwise, but being a vegetarian for the day has helped. The only animal product I've eaten has been cheese, and that was because we didn't have any soy protein on hand. I was this close! to being vegan for a day! Bummer. I'll try harder next time. :D Cheers.