Now on to the normal stuff.
Steven and I are eating healthy!!! No really. We're doing pretty dang well, except today I realized I'm actually going through a bit of a withdrawal. Don't tell Steven - oh hey honey - but this is killing me. I just wanna eat what I wanna eat and have no consequences! It's not that I don't enjoy the healthy food -- cause I do. It's the not eating junk food that I have a problem with. Steven, on the other hand, has a problem with it all. Poor guy. He just doesn't like anything really healthy. He doesn't even like cantaloupe! The other night we had cantaloupe with a little greek yogurt drizzled over it as a side dish. To me it was almost like dessert! But not to him. That big baby treated it like I was shoving broccoli and carrots down his throat! He said it was disgusting, and that's weird.
|It was delicious!|
|His name is Inigo Montoya.|
He was happy when I told him he didn't have to act happy for the picture.
And then there was today. We're off the subject of food, now. I don't remember what I did - probably nothing - but Steven felt the desire to "punish" me. I ran and locked myself in the bathroom. Then I came out cause I felt safe. Well, he grabbed me, opened the freezer, and pulled out a freaking SNOWBALL!! Are you kidding me?! A snowball. And he rubbed it on my face and made a mess on my kitchen floor! It was pure madness.
|It was a lot worse than it looks. Most of it must have melted on my hot-hot face.|
|Where he kept it. Sneaky devil.|
Other than that this has been a good day. :) Steven went to the doctor to get checked out, today. My classes are awesome. I met with my science group this morning (minus one) . . . I have a kool group. Fancy Jan (I think of it like "yawn") - he's from Germany - and funny, awesome Ricardo who kind of reminds me of Steven. (I know his name is Ricardo, but he seems about as Mexican as my adorable, fake Mexican hub. But I don't know. I haven't asked if he speaks español.) And then I went to my Book of Mormon class where I learned the difference between the merits, mercy, and grace of God. Aaaand, what else . . . Oh yeah. I signed up to win a trip to space! VOTE FOR ME!
|Also, it turns out I used the term "deep-seeded" incorrectly, being that "deep-seeded" is actually not a term at all. It is "deep-SEATED". But it's a common mistake so get off my back.|