I'm having a strong desire for a root beer float right now. I can't remember the last time I had one, but I'm pretty sure that I was still in high school and it was summer and I was living at home in Vermont. Root beer floats are the most impractical dessert to make when you live alone because you have to buy a hefty quantity of root beer and ice cream, much more than a person of one would want. I need to do some sleuthing and figure out which one of my friends likes root beer floats and then make two really big ones and light off the bag of fireworks I have in my closet.
One of my besties has returned from Israel. Yes, Hebrew Friend is back from the Holy Land. I went to pick him up from the airport in New Jersey early this morning and getting there was like going through the storms of storms. It started in Bristol. I could see giant bolts of lightening and the sky was black-purple. I wish I had had my sister's camera with me to take pictures of the sky. I'm a big fan of nature photographs especially the dark dangerous ones. Anyways after about an hour of hydroplaning I made it to Newark and picked up Yonni and brought him back to jolly ol' Pennsylvania. Yonni really is fantastic. All I asked for was pictures and he brought me back bath salts from the Dead Sea and a beautiful bottle of red wine from Israel. The label in all in Hebrew with Braille on the back. I'm going to save it for something special, maybe a going away dinner. He had some really excellent stories that he might share on his blog once he gets a chance to settle back into America. We chatted for a while and then went out to a diner to meet up with Kyle and another of their friends. Kyle and I had an excellent bonding moment over living abroad and driving through the Deep South. He really ought to come back to brunch with Yonni, Cynthia!, and me. There will be bacon.
Afterwards I had to head home. I had been awake for almost 30 hours and had worked a closing shift at Bucca. I was full from eating my body weight in fruit, which is a delicious feeling but makes me feel super full and sleepy. I got home around 11:30am and slept until 4:30pm. I had to get up so I wouldn't be up all night though I'm feeling pretty "up" right now. I went shopping for a little bit once I got up so could get out of the apartment. It was excellent over at Suburban Square. No one was there because it was the end of the day and a holiday weekend. I just with I had thought to go to VS first to pick up new underwear and then do the rest of my shopping. I have a ridiculous obsession with all things lace and I had wanted to pick up some new items, but I can save that for Tuesday.
I thought about going to the shore tomorrow, but I don't want to have to get up at 6am just to get turned away from an already filled up state park. Instead I'm going to stay in the city and head over to see my aunt in the afternoon. I can save the beach for another Wednesday if it means not having to wake up at the crack of dawn and get back in my car tomorrow morning.
One of my besties has returned from Israel. Yes, Hebrew Friend is back from the Holy Land. I went to pick him up from the airport in New Jersey early this morning and getting there was like going through the storms of storms. It started in Bristol. I could see giant bolts of lightening and the sky was black-purple. I wish I had had my sister's camera with me to take pictures of the sky. I'm a big fan of nature photographs especially the dark dangerous ones. Anyways after about an hour of hydroplaning I made it to Newark and picked up Yonni and brought him back to jolly ol' Pennsylvania. Yonni really is fantastic. All I asked for was pictures and he brought me back bath salts from the Dead Sea and a beautiful bottle of red wine from Israel. The label in all in Hebrew with Braille on the back. I'm going to save it for something special, maybe a going away dinner. He had some really excellent stories that he might share on his blog once he gets a chance to settle back into America. We chatted for a while and then went out to a diner to meet up with Kyle and another of their friends. Kyle and I had an excellent bonding moment over living abroad and driving through the Deep South. He really ought to come back to brunch with Yonni, Cynthia!, and me. There will be bacon.
Afterwards I had to head home. I had been awake for almost 30 hours and had worked a closing shift at Bucca. I was full from eating my body weight in fruit, which is a delicious feeling but makes me feel super full and sleepy. I got home around 11:30am and slept until 4:30pm. I had to get up so I wouldn't be up all night though I'm feeling pretty "up" right now. I went shopping for a little bit once I got up so could get out of the apartment. It was excellent over at Suburban Square. No one was there because it was the end of the day and a holiday weekend. I just with I had thought to go to VS first to pick up new underwear and then do the rest of my shopping. I have a ridiculous obsession with all things lace and I had wanted to pick up some new items, but I can save that for Tuesday.
I thought about going to the shore tomorrow, but I don't want to have to get up at 6am just to get turned away from an already filled up state park. Instead I'm going to stay in the city and head over to see my aunt in the afternoon. I can save the beach for another Wednesday if it means not having to wake up at the crack of dawn and get back in my car tomorrow morning.
