No goats for me please

I've always admired my mother for the fact that she likes any food. Up until a few months ago, I had no knowledge of any food she didn't like. Whereas I am not so fond of white milk, or onions or banana cream pie. She on the other will eat anything (though she's not a huge fan of liver). However she has discovered something she hates: goat cheese. And for us observers it's hilarious. Her first experience with the stuff that smells and tastes just like "hairy goat" was at a baby shower a few months ago where she actually had to run to the bathroom and spit it out. That's someting I had a hard time believing as I've never seen my mother do something like that before. So last night, as I was trying the goat cheese I bought before I put it on my pizza I decided to test it. I am not lying when I said I chased her around the house with my block of marble goat cheese. I tasted it and said it wasn't too bad (though this was before the aftertaste set in) and convinced (aka shoved it in her mouth) her to try it. The reaction was awesome: there was sputtering and gulping of water and the like. My mother definetly does not like goat cheese.
I also discovered I do not like it. In little shredded bits it was okay, but the smell and taste of that on my nice wheat free rice crusted pizza was horrendous. So I will learn to live without cheese if I can't have dairy cheese.

Weekend Shenanigans

Yay for weekends!
I went driving today. Gave my mother a reason to check up on her life insurance and realized that I might not be the driving kind. But we'll see: Dad's gonna take over from here and take me later this week.
Friday night I went to see Sex and the City with Nessa. The mood that makes me watch that show was gone about half way through, but it was cute. But not my thing most of the time.
Did some shopping Saturday morning: bought a really cute outfit, complete with a bright yellow purse and my first cute shoes since the break. I went to a fundraising even that evening feeling pretty good. Which was a good thing since I got there and found out my mother and a friend of hers had brought someone they wanted me to meet. He was cute, and quite nice. But not really my type but we had a good time.
I made an announcement today to a few close friends and my family: I don't want to go to law school. The subject has been on my mind for a few weeks now and I've finally decided solidly enough that I can tell people. Now to go and disappoint everyone who was looking forward to a successfulish relative.
But on the upside, now I'm not so concerned with doing well on the LSAT's. I'm still gonna write (mostly cause Lsgb and another friend would kill me if I bailed on them and because I can't get a full refund).
I miss Islander. Gonna give him a call.
I bought plane tickets to go visit Dave!! I am quite excited: both to see him (and Lizzie) and to see a new city (one that I may end up school in someday even). Not to mention fly for the very first time!
Now I must go study for my economics test tomorrow. Just so I don't fail the class completely...

What I've done today:

1) Written and submitted a paper.
2) Bought a pretty dress for a fancy party tomorrow night, at which my date is my mother.
3) Helped examine my little brother after a series of unfortunate events to his less than public areas. Decided I know nothing about that part of the male anatomy so I can't give a proper diagnose for the obvious swelling. Will remind mother to call the doctor on Monday.
4) Gave myself a pedicure.
5) Watched season two of Sex and the City.

Plans for the rest of the evening:

1) Study for my economics midterm on Monday.
2) Go to the movies with Nessa.

Most disgusting sound in the world = june bugs in window wells. *shiver*

mystical powers of a liar

So I woke up this morning with a headache and the looming stress of a huge unstarted paper due on Friday so going to class really wasn't something I wanted to do. So I went to my doctor's appointment and then to my midterm (which was a piece of cake). I knew my mother would give me a hard time for skipping a class (and since she's my drive she could make me go) so I told her the prof had cancelled class (this was around 11am). I just came home now and checked my email only to find that my prof is ill and cancelling tonight's class. It's quite wonderful really.

Walmart blues

I just came home from a quick shopping trip with Mom that involved a stop at Walmart to replace our hairdryer that caught on fire this morning. I've never been a huge fan of Walmart but I will admit I do frequent the store more than I'd like. However, I spent 10 minutes in that place today and I was appauled. It was horrible. I can't describe why completely but I was struck with this horrible dislike for the place. But I"ve been doing some reading on consumerism and the economy for my philosophy of ethics class and I think some of it really hit home today while I was there. So I think I am safe to say you won't find me back there anytime soon.

Elementary School Revelations

If you knew me in elementary school you probably only remember two things about me: the fact that I had bifocals and that my mother wouldn't let me watch the Spice Girls movie.