Happy hour!

Its Monday morning and I'm in a GREAT mood!!!  (which is interesting considering the pain-in-the-butt things that have been occurring in my life....)

So... I'm taking advantage of this rare moment since any minute now someone/something/somehow/somewhere is bound to hop into my life and spin me 180 degrees on a war path of death and destruction.... so until that happens I'm taking advantage of "happy hour" and share with my faithful blog readers and tell you some things that I love!

* I love Sunday naps! I love coming home from church, eating a yummy lunch, putting on my pajamas (or not) and crawling into my crevasse I have created in the couch - putting on some lame made for TV movie, and napping thru the afternoon with my roommate (not together spooning or anything...not that I would mind *wink*wink* Jodie...)  It is wonderful and I love it!

* (brace yourself this is going to blow your mind!) I love waking up early!!! I know, I know, for anyone who knows me knows that I could sleep in with the best of them. crawling out of bed at 3pm and rolling over and going to bed late. It was rare if I was circulating among the living before noon (no one was aloud to disturb my slumber before noon or a violent death would occur) But for the past few years I have been awake (ish) at 5:30am and on a good day out of bed by 6am... and I love it! "sleeping in" for me is now about 8am... 10 if I can push it...but then feel like I have wasted my day! I love waking up early!

* I love driving fast. (which is often a difficult feat in my better-of-an-old-Toyota) but I slam the peddle to the medal any chance I get! I must be channelling my inner Nascar!

* I love breakfast foods! (currently addicted to wheat toast, peanut butter, and bananas)

* I love make-up!

* I love dressing up for work!

* I love shoes that "click" when I walk!

* I love eating out at restaurants and trying new places!

* I love power! (and being able to tell people what I need them to do, and having them DO it!)

* I love shopping on Amazon( more than should)

* I love Air Conditioning

.... OK, now I'm just rambling.... Happy "Happy Hour!"

Before school starts again (on MONDAY!! GAH!) I need to get all the blogging out I can before I am taken over by my alter-ego "School-Ryanne" - Its not a pretty sight.

Anyways....

In thinking about starting a full schedule this fall, it reminded me of the classes I have already taken, and the pain I have already endured! (OK so It really isn't THAT bad.... except for math... math REALLY was bad)

Which brings me to Mr. Blitzer. Or more accurately, the death of Mr. Blitzer.

Let me explain. Mr. Blitzer was the man who wrote my math book. A 800+ page book that was full of useless boring and repetitive information. What took Mr. Blitzer an entire chapter to explain, took my AMAZING, HANDSOME, and WONDERFULLY AWESOME math tutor about 3 sentences (2 of which was re wording the first sentence because I still couldn't understand) This man should be nominated for saint-hood, I will put in many good words for him when we stand at the pearly gates!

 Anyway's, I digress....

Mr. Blitzer was the bane of my existence for 6 long weeks! So at the end of the class rather than sell my book back, I decided the only logical thing to do was to shoot the holy crap out of it. The images that follow are the massacre that felt better than passing with an A+ (all thanks to Jacob-the-amazing-handsome-wonderfully-awesome-math-tutor-extraordinaire)

(Ryanne , Zac, and  Jacob-the-amazing-handsome-wonderfully-awesome-math-tutor-extraordinaire)

3 Things You Didn't Really Care To Know About Me

I ask people all the time to tell me one thing that they usually don't tell people. Usually just to start a conversation... and mostly because I like to hear weird quarks about people... It makes my neurotic OCD tendencies seem less traumatic.

 So I thought I would share 3 of mine that have come up this week in conversations. 

1) I have Amentrophibia. What is that, you ask? Why I will tell you. It is a fear of pealing an orange. Yup. Its true (and weird). My last recollection of actually peeling an Orange was back before I started kindergarten. I eat oranges and love orange juice, but my roommates and co-workers peel them. I can hold the orange before and after it is peeled, BUT I physically can not peel it. I get physically sick, anxious, dry heave, and start shaking at the thought of it (I'm nervous and sick just typing this actually).

2) I hate walking on grass. I will do it, but only after I have exhausted all my options to NOT walk on the grass. It makes me irritated that #1 people have no respect for other peoples property and #2 the feeling i get when walking on grass creeps me out. I know... don't ask me why, I'm not sure when this started,  I just hate it and do not like to do it.

3) I dip everything. Chips in salsa or queso or sour cream. graham crackers in applesauce or nutella or frosting. granola bars in yogurt. chicken in BBQ sauce or ranch... ETC.... the list in endless. I dip anything in anything. It isn't good unless its dipped in something.