Holiday Hangover

I'm still alive! All of my baking was a success! Last night I made chocolate lava cakes which were a huge hit - and super easy! That temporarily wraps up my holiday baking. (You know... until next weekend. I desperately need more sugar cookies!) Today I have class, and I was supposed to have the rest of the day off. Naturally, things never go as planned - so I'm working 1-close. Boo... I did a lot of cleaning yesterday. The unfortunate part of living in an old house is that dust + my allergies = misery the morning after. Yuck!

So far this season, I have baked five pies (1 pear, 1 pecan, 2 pumpkin and 1 lemon meringue), 3 loaves of banana bread, 1 batch of sugar cookies (already decimated), chocolate pecan fudge, 2 types of buffalo dip, and those lava cakes. I think that's it. (I think... who knows) And I've been making lots of popcorn, with butter and Parmesan cheese. It's my latest obsession! So I spent most of my holiday weekend happily in the kitchen! My best friend, the PDA-prone one, got engaged! She came over to my house Saturday morning before I was going to work. I hadn't had my second cup of caffeine yet, and I think I was slightly confused as to why she was coming. Then she pulled her hand out of her coat pocket and I think I just stared at it, still slightly confused. (That second cup of tea really does make all the difference...) While I think I was in shock, and not awake enough to supply a super exuberant response, her sister made up for it.

Upside: my best friend is getting married!
Downside: my best friend is getting married...

This is where the (mental) hangover comes in. This means I should work out more regularly. You know, if I want to enjoy looking back on these wedding photos later. Also, I guess this means I have to grow out my hair. AGAIN. Okay, these minor details aside... Seriously, there are certain people who think I should be married by now! More like I should have gotten married yesterday! At work, two of my coworkers are pregnant, and they also know my best friend so I know I'm going to be bombarded with questions... Seriously, my coworker thought I was going to tell her that I eloped in Florida! I'm not eloped, not married, not pregnant! Can't people take a chill pill? There is a front staff Christmas party this weekend. I must admit, if it means talking about the engagement all night, I'm not looking forward to it. I need a diversionary tactic...

Dolphins! It's perfect! Everyone loves dolphins...right? And tale-less dolphins get you bonus points! (Yeah... like that will work...) I could distract them with food! If I took my cinnamon rolls, they couldn't talk while they were eating! At the very least, I have to work the next morning so I can use that to excuse an early exit if needed.

"Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer." -Romans 12: 12

Oh well, until then I'm focused on the "game room": aka a room that used to be my older brother's. He didn't clean out all of his stuff when he moved. Neither did my parents. They did put more stuff in it... So now, how many years later, it's a disaster. A disaster that I am slowly cleaning, reorganizing and arranging. (Hence death by allergies) I'd really, really like to completely finish it by Christmas. This whole work thing is overrated...