I can't remember what day that was because I'm so important

Last week we had a real nasty wet snowy storm. It caused most classes to be cancelled and therefore resulted in me going to Walmart with harry.potter's ass and beck. While perusing the makeup we discovered a lovely child's watering can up for grabs.

Harry bought a new delectable lip stick, which I then dreamed I was wearing a few nights later. We were delighted to discover that L'oreal stamps their name into their lipsticks. Adorable.

Of course there were sale baked goods, and of course harry saw fit to buy the largest box of cinnamon rolls, of which we ate the entire thing.

After a delectable venison broccoli teriyaki and quinoa dinner

We went to the liquor store and I found the most amazing thing I think I've ever found at a liquor store. I believe it even trumps the bitch bubbly I got for Christmas and then drank in February. It is Southern Comfort (yum) Hurricane Cocktail (yum) ready to pour over ice and enjoy. Not only is it adorable, it is super similar to the Hurricanes myself and the rest of the ladies in my family enjoyed in New Orleans last November.

Harry was glad to be able to try such a delection.

During Thursday night's designer workshops harry set up a cut little desk on the vacuum board. Useful and exciting, per usual.

During Friday night of my weekend class, organizational leadership (it is now over! WOO) e.jo and I took a trip to the vending machine. The machine gave me change for my ten. Change in the form of GOLD DOUBLOONS!!

I would like to point out that these chips were nowhere near molten, nor were they satisfactorally flavored hot wing esque in any way.

During Friday evening's class we did a group activity. We had to built a 5 foot structure out of some flimsy paper, a few paper plates, some styrofoam cups and four bendy straws. Our group ended up with a pretty hilarious item with a large straw antenna at the top. Absolutely alien and fabulous. After the structure failed the "slight breeze" test in which a fellow classmate blew on it to see if it would fall over (it did, therefore, fail), my group member asked who was going to run it over after class. No one said anything so I piped up and said, "I mean I'll run it over with my car if you want me to. No big." This led to me being funny in a gen ed class. Something I don't always do because usually people don't get what I say and how funny it is until they've at least known me for some time. I love being funny (obviously, it is the point of this blog in my life), so that works.
I had the chance to be funny Saturday as well. We had our final day of Org Lead that day, and another group member was saying how he'd love a great pair of tear away pants. (my entire group is boys, I am the only girl. If this establishes any more understanding I have no idea but it seems pertinent)I responded to his need for tear away pants with, "If I see you somewhere and you have tear away pants on, I am going to rip them off of you." I was, as usual, unaware that others were listening slash could hear me, and when e.jo and her group turned around with questioning looks on their faces I realized I had, in fact, said that I was going to tear off his pants. I explained with, "He said he wants a pair of tear away pants, and I said if I see him wearing them I am going to pants him, it's only right. He's asking for it." Fellow group member agreed that indeed one wearing tear away pants is asking to be pantsed. It really is the way the world works. This led to discussion on how many people each of us saw get pantsed in middle school while wearing tear away pants.
Also, during presentations I backed up into the radiator, which makes an insanely loud noise when bumped even if the contact is slight. I kicked it slightly and it of course made a giant banging sound right as we began our presentation. Exasperated, I turned around and flailed my arms saying, "Jesus, every TIME!" and my tear away pant group member looked back and said, "Yeah, who put that there?!" I laughed, of course, but I wasn't able to get my full laugh out. SO the entire presentation I stood there with a giant smug half laugh face on and almost burst out laughing at least fifteen times during the presentation. I tried to banish the thought but couldn't. I'm literally laughing right now as I type because it was so funny.

Back to Friday. Then come the margaritas. Keep in mind we have two margarita glasses and maybe some more in storage but have nowhere to put them therefore m.cass uses a martini glass. I say uses like we drink them often but we do so let's move on. Harry.potter's ass was in charge of making the margs. She was also already tipsy if not drunk. So the drinks were a tid strong. Oh well. Then we put her in charge of snapping the photos. I have never seen that many photos taken that fast using only one hand and while slightly drunk. Let's give her some credit.

Then Harry was in the kitchen. Her ass is almost always performing some sort of fantastic trick. These ones include a knife.

Then she ventured over to her seat, which meant she had to cross over my legs which were propped up on the coffee table. Gotta love it.

Yesterday was eat day. Every day is eat day, actually. It's where you eat for hours. No big deal. Harry chose to eat some sausage. By itself. It reminded me of the other harry, the one dressed as Harry Potter in Halloween, and how he ate only a pile of shredded meat without a fork on new years. No. Big.

While wandering through Walmart last night, I came across this young gent. Strategically placed to ensure heart attack (or that someone will run it over with their cart), I was absolutely enthralled with it. But m.cass wouldn't let me take it home. I don't know how Walmart would have felt about me walking out with it either, but oh well!