This morning I woke up at 6 AM to a little friend greeting me in my apartment. While I say friend, I mean nothing of the sort. This little guy after making me shriek, jump around my apartment, and look for the nearest shoe that I don't mind "ruining", inspired me to begin posting about reasons I can't wait to move back to Ohio/reasons I can't wait to leave North Carolina.
Why this is not the biggest, best, or true number one reason I can't wait to leave....it will be the first I share since it was this little guy who inspired my posting.
Reason number One I cant wait to leave North Carolina (drumroll please)..........
Cockroaches.
Ew.
I tried google-imagining a picture of this disgusting creation and found that even searching for one and then seeing images of them pop up on my screen gave me the shivers and made me uncomfortable touching the key board like one was going to magically pop out of the screen and touch my fingers. So, I decided against it.
There are no cockroaches in Ohio. Somehow, in North Carolina, these things can find a way to get into my securely fastened second story apartment and cock around in MY living room and then get on the bottom of MY tennis shoe. There are no cockroaches in Ohio. Only little rolly-pollys and lady bugs. I can do those.
For your enjoyment, let me try and relive...eh, retype the war that happen in my apartment this morning. Woman vs. Roach.
6 AM. My alarm goes out and walk out into my living room. There we have this little guy. I get a little closer thinking "maybe its just a leaf" - right. This 2 inch beast has antennas that are sticking 2 inches out of its head. Just sitting there. "Maybe its dead", I think. If it was dead, I had already tried to think of ways to push it out my front door without touching it to myself or any personal belongings. I get closer and stomp a little bit about 2 feet away from it. Not dead. Nope. Not dead at all. And quite speedy. I shriek and jump around while it scurries under to television stand. I come back to sanity and I am standing on my couch.
Some may let it stay there, under that TV stand.
Not me. While I'm gone for the day, that thing could multiply. It could get my bathroom. It could get in my clothes and then I wear it tomorrow. It could get in my bed and kill me tonight. NOT staying there. I go and grab a tennis shoe I don't wear anymore. This is war, roach.
Standing as far away as possible from my TV stand while still being able to push it with my foot to move it a bit, I go for the kill. Pushing with my foot, my arm cocked with tennis shoe in hand. The more I think about this, the more I am pretty sure I was a little over-dramatic....but my heart was seriously racing 150 bpm. That is sinus tachycardia, people. The TV stand moves, roach runs out, arm cocks, slams the floor, scream, and bam. Dead roach and awoken neighbors.
Victory is mine. But, now I must get the dead roach out. I gather probably close to 20 paper towels to pick up the beast put it in a plastic grocery bag and carry it, arms fully extended, using only my pointer fingers, past my own trashcan, and go straight to the apartment complex dumpster. I don't know how bugs work...even if that thing is dead, I am not taking the risk of it still being able to have baby roaches or all its friends coming to rescue him from my trash so they can give him an "honorable death".
Morning activities go on...but my eyes are peeled for more intruders. All I could think about was...I have never done that before. We don't have these bugs at home. Man, North Carolina Sucks. Ohio rocks.
Cockroaches. Reason number one I can't wait to move back to Ohio.
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Thursday, July 8, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Summer Not So Sweet Challenge
Today is the first day of summer, and staying consistent with past summers, I will be giving up sweets.
I started giving up sweets the summer after my Freshman year of college, and after gaining the despised "freshman 15" and then followed up the summer after my "Sophomore 16". This year, I am not doing it to lose weight, I don't feel that I need to. However, I am doing because it makes my runs go well and it makes me feel better about myself. But, lets be honest, being female...I don't think I would be too upset if I lost 5 pounds doing this nonsense.
Yes, it is hard. I am a chocoholic (diagnosed and treated). However, after making it through about 2 weeks..in which I have withdrawal symptoms (screaming, crying, bitching, chronic PMSing, etc)...I am able to enjoy a day without needing a Wendy's frosty or a pack of peanut M&M's.
Today at 12:30 stated day 1. I had a Subway cookie with lunch as my last goodbye and was sure to savor it. These, along with Frosty's are two desserts that I miss the most.
This challenge does not come without caveats. I allow myself to eat sweets when I am out of the state of North Carolina. Allowing me to do dive into Mommy's baking and wedding cakes as well as Buckeye Sundaes from Mr. Freeze. To keep your taste buds happy....buckeye sundaes consist of ice cream, peanut butter filled buckeye candy, peanut butter sauce, chocolate fudge sauce, and whipped cream piled high in a large styrofoam cup. I love Ohio.
Wish me luck. Tonight we are having a "The Bachelorette" party with my classmates to watch girls flaunt there stuff for numerous men. There will be snacks there. I can feel the tears coming already. I may be moodier than the Weatherman*.
*For The Bachelorette watchers, this will make sense. For non Bachelorette watchers....just imagine Ross from Friends.
I started giving up sweets the summer after my Freshman year of college, and after gaining the despised "freshman 15" and then followed up the summer after my "Sophomore 16". This year, I am not doing it to lose weight, I don't feel that I need to. However, I am doing because it makes my runs go well and it makes me feel better about myself. But, lets be honest, being female...I don't think I would be too upset if I lost 5 pounds doing this nonsense.
Yes, it is hard. I am a chocoholic (diagnosed and treated). However, after making it through about 2 weeks..in which I have withdrawal symptoms (screaming, crying, bitching, chronic PMSing, etc)...I am able to enjoy a day without needing a Wendy's frosty or a pack of peanut M&M's.
Today at 12:30 stated day 1. I had a Subway cookie with lunch as my last goodbye and was sure to savor it. These, along with Frosty's are two desserts that I miss the most.
This challenge does not come without caveats. I allow myself to eat sweets when I am out of the state of North Carolina. Allowing me to do dive into Mommy's baking and wedding cakes as well as Buckeye Sundaes from Mr. Freeze. To keep your taste buds happy....buckeye sundaes consist of ice cream, peanut butter filled buckeye candy, peanut butter sauce, chocolate fudge sauce, and whipped cream piled high in a large styrofoam cup. I love Ohio.
Wish me luck. Tonight we are having a "The Bachelorette" party with my classmates to watch girls flaunt there stuff for numerous men. There will be snacks there. I can feel the tears coming already. I may be moodier than the Weatherman*.
*For The Bachelorette watchers, this will make sense. For non Bachelorette watchers....just imagine Ross from Friends.
Monday, December 21, 2009
I was just so busy....
Studying for finals.
Running a half marathon. (1:52 due to HILLS, 33 degrees, rain, and too much wine the night before)
Having mommer visit for the weekend.
Hanging out at bars in Charlotte with Jerry.
Sitting in the airport waiting to fly home.
Planning out my future, one PhD program at a time.
Sleeping.
Stressing over "the perfect" Christmas gift....is there such a thing?
Browsing Tiffany's & Co. (www.tiffany.com) Enjoy.
Putting Jerry's face in dancing elves, and singing santas, and joyous reindeers (see most recent...or not so recent post)
Working.
EATING.
Not blogging.
I was just so busy not blogging that I had no time to blog. In fact, I was so busy studying while sitting on my couch and watching The Office re-runs and creeping on high school classmates on facebook* (and calling friends with the "guess who is engaged?") that the last thing I would be able to do is write about what I have been doing.
Well, my first semester at WFU has come and gone, I got by with all A's and a B+ in Biomechanics, my "specialty" no doubt, so I am off to a great start. I would like to say I am the smartest kid in my class but that would be a lie. But I do like to pat myself on the back (and I can tell you what muscles I have to use in order to do that). I have made a couple new friends, successfully made my apartment "home", and have succeeded, I believe, in "growing up" a little bit...as much as it pains me to admit it.
So, now I am home in the the greatest state in the US of A. Ohio. I left 60 degree weather in Charlotte and came to 2 inches of snow , and 25 degrees. I couldn't help but smile. I ran 6 miles on ice this morning, and it was the best run I have had in awhile. I had to scrape ice of the windshield this morning. I loved it. I even busted out my snow boots to run out and get the mail. More just because I wanted to believe I had to wear snow boots, but all in all, I love those Columbia Boots - and I surely will not get any use of them in Winston-Salem NC. I don't know what it is, but I love this state. I can't wait til I become super grown up and can move back to Ohio and be freezing and miserable in the winter. Something about Christmas with no snow that just doesn't seem right.
*let it be known that I spend ENTIRELY too much time on facebook per day/hour. You want to know who is engaged? Oh, I can tell you. Where, when, how, why, who.....and I may not have ever even talked to this person in high school before...but her locker was kinda by mine? Justified to creep on her life.
Running a half marathon. (1:52 due to HILLS, 33 degrees, rain, and too much wine the night before)
Having mommer visit for the weekend.
Hanging out at bars in Charlotte with Jerry.
Sitting in the airport waiting to fly home.
Planning out my future, one PhD program at a time.
Sleeping.
Stressing over "the perfect" Christmas gift....is there such a thing?
Browsing Tiffany's & Co. (www.tiffany.com) Enjoy.
Putting Jerry's face in dancing elves, and singing santas, and joyous reindeers (see most recent...or not so recent post)
Working.
EATING.
Not blogging.
I was just so busy not blogging that I had no time to blog. In fact, I was so busy studying while sitting on my couch and watching The Office re-runs and creeping on high school classmates on facebook* (and calling friends with the "guess who is engaged?") that the last thing I would be able to do is write about what I have been doing.
Well, my first semester at WFU has come and gone, I got by with all A's and a B+ in Biomechanics, my "specialty" no doubt, so I am off to a great start. I would like to say I am the smartest kid in my class but that would be a lie. But I do like to pat myself on the back (and I can tell you what muscles I have to use in order to do that). I have made a couple new friends, successfully made my apartment "home", and have succeeded, I believe, in "growing up" a little bit...as much as it pains me to admit it.
So, now I am home in the the greatest state in the US of A. Ohio. I left 60 degree weather in Charlotte and came to 2 inches of snow , and 25 degrees. I couldn't help but smile. I ran 6 miles on ice this morning, and it was the best run I have had in awhile. I had to scrape ice of the windshield this morning. I loved it. I even busted out my snow boots to run out and get the mail. More just because I wanted to believe I had to wear snow boots, but all in all, I love those Columbia Boots - and I surely will not get any use of them in Winston-Salem NC. I don't know what it is, but I love this state. I can't wait til I become super grown up and can move back to Ohio and be freezing and miserable in the winter. Something about Christmas with no snow that just doesn't seem right.
*let it be known that I spend ENTIRELY too much time on facebook per day/hour. You want to know who is engaged? Oh, I can tell you. Where, when, how, why, who.....and I may not have ever even talked to this person in high school before...but her locker was kinda by mine? Justified to creep on her life.
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