Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Creepy Caramel

I have officially reached the point in my life where I have a "usual." Meaning... today I walked into my new early morning study/cram session coffee house, Java City located across the street from HSU, the place that makes the BEST caramel macchiato (even better than Starbucks *gasp*)! I usually plan to arrive there around 7 am on mornings we have tests or quizzes, just to give myself a little last minute motivation to jam the info into my head. Well, it had been a few days since my last visit (I attribute it to being sick and poor), but when I walked in the coffee guy who is always there looked at me and said... "would you like your usual, tall caramel macchiato right? and a blueberry bagel with cream cheese?" Yes, I was stunned that he would remember my order, but I guess I do order the same thing every time, so its to be expected. The only thing he couldn't remember was if I like strawberry or plain cream cheese (plain of course), but I'm sure he will remember when I arrive on Friday morning. It is kind of exciting to know that I have a usual order now, but then again I guess that could be a bad thing.

I am becoming quite addicted to those amazing caramel coffee drinks... or should I say that I am becoming more addicted to just coffee in general (mark down list of addictions as another interesting post idea). I mean I have my favorite cold and hot coffee drink and they both start with caramel... and to top it off when Robert and I were in Ruidoso, we stopped at the Starbucks a few times and amazingly found caramel sauce. It even has the recipe for a caramel macchiato on the back and I am stoked! Now I need to know how to make a frappacino and I have both my cold and hot drinks covered! Oh, but here is the interesting part... I hate caramel candy... well hate is a strong word... I don't prefer caramel candy. I just want the real stuff... that is SO bad for you... oh well we all have to live a little.

So the title of this is "creepy caramel" and I have to explain the creepy part... So there have been two incidents so far at this coffee shop where I have met the most random, creepy, people.
One. A few weeks ago, I was of course studying for a test but this time it was more like around 10 am, when I get up to order my coffee and out of my peripheral vision I see this man in a red shirt watching me order. So I walk back to my chair which is of course across from red shirt man and he just smiles, I ignore and sit down... well not 5 seconds later my coffee is up at the bar (they are fast like lightning at this place) so I go get it and when I turn around red shirt man is standing up. uh oh. I walk to my chair and he says "Hi, how are you?" I was in a good mood right then (besides being creeped out), so I said "Great, how are you?" And I go to sit down, but he replies loudly with, "That is GREAT! I can tell that you mean that, that you are having a great day and I love to see that in people... Oh my gosh that is a pretty ring! [picks up my left hand and is staring at my ring, which now I have closed in a fist like fashion b/c I thought he was going to take it off] It looks brand new, is it?" I so confusedly reply, "sorta." He says," Well he did a great job didn't he with that one! Wow I have just never seen such a gorgeous ring before!." He drops my hand, I back away just as he says, "Well you continue to have a great day!" And leaves.
WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT!!
Two. Today, as I was enjoying my coffee, this boy in a white shirt starts to walk past my booth, does a double take, and slows down. He is staring at me. Like wide eyed staring. I know I'm not that pretty in the morning, but come on! So he turns around and keeps staring but walks past me. By this time my two friends have joined me at my booth, so I'm feeling safe. Well white shirt boy comes back and of course sits at the table across from my booth... and what is he doing, staring. I sat there for 30 minutes I think with him just staring [except at one point I think he fell asleep, but I wasn't really trying to focus on him].
Once again, WHAT WAS THAT ALL ABOUT!

Creepy people interfere with my lovely caramel drinks. But I still love that coffee shop.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

I do love to talk

If you want to get totally distracted from your day go to www.tickle.com and search for the "breed of dog" quiz. This website has thousands of quizzes you can take that mean absolutely nothing, but fun. We actually had to take the "breed of dog" test for an assignment in class (statistics, I don't know why PTs need statistics for our practice, but we are taking it). My breed of dog... yorkshire terrier... a Yorkie! Those dogs are so cute. You are wondering now why it chose this for me, well here is the explanation they list:

No bones about it, you're a social, bustling Yorkshire Terrier. Active and enthusiastic, Yorkies like you have a ton of energy — which means you're probably always running around like a mad dog. You're never without a project to work on, an errand to run, or a party to catch. (Where do you find the time?) You're a chatty little pup, too — talking is one of your favorite pastimes. That's why all your friends and acquaintances see you as their own personal Entertainment Tonight and rely on you for the latest gossip and social bulletins. You always liven up a dinner party or cocktail gathering, and people simply adore your affectionate nature and get-up-and-go eagerness. Woof!


I especially like the part about how talking is one of your favorite pastimes... I do love to talk. Its funny how you never really notice how much you like to do something until you can't... This week in the recovery process from my annoying sickness it happened... I lost my voice. Oh I could squeeze out enough to sound like a man, but my laugh, my yell, my normal voice all gone. And its not like I took it easy and stayed at home trying to let it rest up... noooo I had to do school stuff, go to a pool party, take blood pressures for people in the town, go shopping with Robert, and play Bingo, all without a voice. I really do love to talk.


So while I try to continue on with my normal functions, I will continue to try and nurse my voice back... what will they do in school without me chatting away? This is my kind of torture.


*Disclaimer... if anyone so much as even attempts to refer to me as the "Yorkie" ...I will have to destroy you and break your neck... ok. good.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

I do love the vapors...

I hate being sick. I had the wonderful pleasure (yes sarcasm) of being sick and missing half a day of school on Tuesday. I remember how this was actually a joyous occasion in grade school because missing class wasn't that big of a deal. BUT now in Grad school missing class is like having your whole hand slammed into a door. Ouch... its going to take a few days to fix. Yes, only half a day missed due to a sore throat, headache, sinus infection, and generalized weakness... and you would have thought I missed a whole week. I'm pretty sure I only missed one assignment, but of course it had to be one of the worst to make up... great. I hate being sick.

And to top it all off, I don't understand why I have to explain my every symptom to people. Its like they need written proof of my every cough, sneeze, and gag as to why I wasn't present at whatever location and whatever time. I understand sympathy, but do you really care WHAT I had. Next time I will get more detailed if I have to... you know the whole gross stuff thing with the sweats and tissues bla bla bla... ridiculous. I was sick, what more do you want. You have to be crazy to think that I wanted to get sick and miss school so I could be behind and have to make up ridiculous assignments. Why don't I just chop off my foot if thats the case! I sound a little frustrated right now, but I am only trying to make a point that if I say I'm sick, don't ask me what was wrong... I don't want to relive it, I want to get over it. I hate being sick.
Plus, I could barely drive to school to take a test we had that afternoon, so if it looked like I was faking it then thats just because I'm really good at putting on a happy face and dealing with stuff.
The ONLY thing good about being sick is Vick's Vapor Rub. I love that stuff. I would go on to say that I am addicted to it even. I just love the feeling it creates in my throat as I breath it in. I don't exactly use it the right way... rubbing it all over the chest... eww messy... but I do put it on my neck and a little dab right under the nose (I know I'm not alone in this). Then I cuddle under that covers and hide my face underneath the sheets in order to trap in the vapor sent for as long as possible... mmm I love it. If I feel like a sore throat is coming on, I pop open the bottle and smear some goodness on... I'm sure Robert has become used to this smell by now b/c I really do like it. Call me odd, but I love the vapors.

Well, I'm actually writing this late at night because I couldn't sleep due to my annoying paranoia about someone being in my apartment at night... I hear every little noise and it creeps me out... so now that I'm done writing this I hope I can go to sleep... and yes I have a little bit of vapor rub under my nose... its a calming agent, what can I say? Goodnight.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

You Got So Much Lovin' You

Our anniversary was a hit! I am proud to announce the arrival of the first Fowler pet (I know you were thinking baby, but ahhh no! I'm still in school people and I really don't want a kid right now, I want to be an aunt who can spoil her nieces and nephew for a while longer... ok back to the present)... yes meet Jaws, our beautiful beta fish.

I like having another living thing inside our apt... it helps give me something to do when I'm not studying and missing Robert. But this was anniversary present number one! If you didn't know I'm into traditions. And I love the tradition of the traditional and contemporary wedding anniversary gifts. For the first year the contemporary is "clocks" and the traditional is "paper." So for Robert I got him a new watch (I can't remember if I already wrote this or not) and he made me these beautiful flowers out of paper.

Our anniversary celebration the weekend before was fun and complete with a fancy dinner at the Beehive restaurant, movie (Prince Caspian), and gifts. But the real fun was our trip to Ruidoso we got to take this past week. We luckily had a four day weekend for school, so we took the opportunity to pack up and head away from Abilene. We started out going to Midland, ate with Robert's parents, grandma, and two of his Aunts. Then we headed out to Carlsbad Caverns where I'm pretty sure I walked about 10 miles, but nevertheless, I loved it! I had been when I was really little, but now I can actually pay attention to the tour guide and remember what he said... But that was fun for us to get to do together. Then we headed the rest of the way to Ruidoso. On Friday, we got up and went shopping of course (didn't spend too much money, but of course we did get a few cool souvenirs) then had lunch and headed to Ruidoso Downs for the horse races. We only bet on a few horses (the pretty ones for me and the ones with the most interesting names), but none of them won. My favorite one was named Imarealrisk... I'm trying to decide on what I would name my own horse if I ever had one... I'll get back to you on that. I think Robert wanted to name his Lamborghini.

After not winning at the horse races, we got dressed up and headed to this extremely nice and small restaurant. Our waiter was awkward and took years to bring us our food, but it was worth it just to get to talk to Robert, eat the amazing food, and eavesdrop on other tables conversations. You know you all have done this... especially when the table behind you has had four bottles of wine and are having some good spirits about them... you just have to listen. Finally we went to the Inn of the Mountain gods Casino. Robert is awesome at poker and won us about $250 and then another $45 or so at Roulette, while I wasted $7 clicking buttons on the slot machines. I only used $7 because I hate watching my money just drip away under my nose (unless its playing Bingo), so I was very cautious of how much I was using. All in all- Robert made up for our expensive dinner and then some so I would say it was a successful night.

On Saturday we had to get up and pack which is never fun... but we went to a car show that had some mighty fancy cars. There was even a black mustang something or other that was for sale for only $42,000... I had to hold Robert back on that one. Lastly, we drove around and ate at some amazing places then left for Midland. Midland was our overnight stay where we had Father's Day bbq with my parents and my brother and his family... including my nephew who is now 3 and has become quite sensitive. He was a hoot let me tell ya! And my parents got a stand up pool so that was fun to make a mess of... especially when the 3 year old will not let go of your neck b/c he is terrified of the water except to splash it everywhere in your face... oh fun times.

Then Sunday we got up and headed back to Abilene. I can't even describe the amount of work that was waiting to slap me in the face when I got back, but I don't care b/c I needed those four days of not even thinking about school stuff and only thinking about the man I love. I would definitely call this trip a success. One down, and many more to go.

Monday, June 2, 2008

How do you measure a year?

Our anniversary... number one of many to come.

Yes, today was our official anniversary and while it was a bummer that we couldn't be together today, it is still the fact that one year ago I got married to the greatest man alive! We half celebrated on Saturday night by exchanging gifts, eating dinner, and going out to a movie, but our real celebration is coming up. Since the first year anniversary is paper (traditional) and clocks (contemporary) we tried to get each other something associated with these items. I got Robert a new watch since the last time we saw his was on our honeymoon... hmmm, so a card for paper and a watch for clocks. Robert wowed me with his creativity skills once again and created some paper roses for me that were absolutely beautiful! He also bought me a couple other gifts that I have pictures of, but will upload at a later time. Overall, I missed not seeing him on our actual day, but I'm thankful for what this day represents. I will elaborate later, but I'm really tired right now and must get some sleep! Too many tests and exciting things coming up soon!

I love you Robert!