Counting, counting.....

53 Sleeps until my wedding!
24 Sleeps until John-Mark comes back!
18 sleeps until I never have to be a creepy church custodian again!

Why am I posting right now?

Why am I posting right now? Well, I think the main reason is that its 6:54am, and I am avoiding getting dresed, because I am very comfy here in my PJs under a blanket drinking coffee. Even if itd kind of bad coffee. So I have to leave for work in 25 minutes. Whatever. I'll get there. I even know what I am going to wear already, which is the biggest decision for me when I am groggy. I try to avoid looking like I got dressed in my sleep. Even if thats the truth.
Yesterday I got out of bed and had a shower right away. I dont think I have ever had a shower first thing like that. In highschool I would watch the weather channel for 20 minutes every morning, and nowadays, I goof around on the computer for a while. When I was away at school, lets face it, I didnt shower much. And when I did, it was in the afternoon. Usually during workduties...
Okay, time to get ready for work.... I suppose I should look half presentable....

Did you hear the one about the blonde and the helium balloons?

Okay, here is a story that once again proves that I am completely entitled to my naturally blonde hair:
Picture a beautiful Saturday in June. Beautiful and sunny, and very warm... like, 27 I think. I am at Camp Luther, volunteering at the Walk-Bike-Canoe-a-thon. My job is to sit in the middle of nowhere with a sign, some water, a clipboard, and some helium balloons, and to mark down people's time when the ride/run by me. So, just before the a-thon starts, I load up my car with all the necessary supplies: water, the sign, a chair, a blanket, a good book, balloons, and I am good to go. I drive to my spot in the middle of nowhere, and set up camp. I stop and take a quick glance at my new hangout, and I realise that there is something missing. My beautiful yellow balloons! So, I go to my car to retreive them. BUT, they are gone! I can't believe it! I havent left my car at all since I loaded up... who could have taken my balloons? Frusterated, I sit down and start to read my book. Then, all of a sudden, it dawns on me. I can't believe it. When I got into my car to drive to my station, I was so warm that, naturally, I opened my sunroof! Oops, shouldn't have done that! The balloons had flown out of my roof as I drove, and I didnt even notice! (Or think before I opened a hole in my roof while transporting gravity-defying items) Silly Cassy.

No class.

One day, one of the girls at work brought in a basket of treats for the staff as a thank you for the baby shower we threw her. Included in the basket was some Ghiradelli hot chocolate mix. Sounds good. Sounds really good. Unfortunately, from my experience, it has proven to be the sickest hot chocolate ever. First, I followed directions, and put 4 scoops into my mug. I found that that was like drinking warm, sweet mud. This morning, I decided to try it again, putting only 3 conservative scoops into my cup. Still sick. I left it at my desk over lunch, and when I went to pour it out, there was a thick, brown sludge on the bottom of my cup still. So, I have concluded that if I keep putting less and less of the mix into my cup, I will eventually find the perfect blend, and will be able to thoroughly enjoy the most amazing cup of hot chocolate ever created.

…unfortunately, 2 scoops didn’t work out so well either. Oh well.

…maybe I just lack sufficient class to enjoy such a beverage. Maybe I should just go back to the good old fashioned cup of coffee. Yeah. That’s a great idea. Coffee.