I found my camera!! Oh, and Happy Birthday, America.

I definitely had an adventure this weekend, which quite honestly, I needed.  I needed to hang out with a bunny. I needed to watch the old Star Wars films, I needed to learn a bit about boating, and I definitely needed to get out in the sun. I also needed to attempt to walk my boyfriend's cat on a leash. Poor Carl.  But I digress, as I'm horribly ADD and drinking a large iced coffee from Dunkin Donuts. Be prepared for this to be one of the most discombobulated blog posts on the internet. I also apologize ahead of time for the potential grammatical massacre of the English language. So, in the words of Samuel L. Jackson in Jurassic Park, hold on to your butts.

So, my weekend kinda began like this: I got out of work Thursday night, and had until Tuesday afternoon off. For those that have known my schedule for a while, we know that this has been the longest break I have been able to enjoy in peace and quiet. Without work. Or class. Let's put it this way: It was motherf-ing amazing. It began with just having a chill Thursday night, which became awesome instantly by finally meeting someone who shares the same love of the Lord Of The Rings Series and having a lop eared rabbit named Abigail chilling in everyone's lap (This did happen. Keep in mind, I live in a college town. This should explain a lot).

On Friday, I was able to see Robby, and while this is not out of the ordinary, it was a change to be able to spend a few days with him. If you can't tell, I was pumped. We had a few change of plans earlier in the day, so later on, he asked me if I wanted to go out on his motorboat. As I always like trying new things, I said sure. Within a matter of minutes, I was almost pissing myself because I had had never experienced a boat moving so fast before, and I felt my ass raising up in the air. Being a person who cannot swim well, it can be quite nerve-wracking. However, the fear turned into a sort of roller coaster euphoria, and I was fine by the end of the trip.

On Saturday, I ended up spending a lot of time with Robby's mom(who is awesome), as she happened to be up for the week. She and I kayaked the river that poured out into the lake, and investigated a loon's nest. While the area was roped off by the state officials, you could clearly see where the loon's nest was. By the way, loons are big birds. I mean, I knew they weren't mallard duck size, but those things could seriously kick your ass if they wanted to. Just sayin' folks. Leave the loons alone. On another note, I found my digital camera. I had lost it a while ago, and I had been taking pictures with my phone. That's right folks, those photos I've uploaded since the blog's birth? Taken with a phone. Thank you technology.

(Are you afraid yet? I mean, I seriously just went from Point A to Point B in two paragraphs. Welcome to my mind.)

SUNDAY....I was mostly excited for the fireworks in the evening, but earlier in the day, it looked as if it may not happen. Thankfully it did, but the weather was also not very good outside weather. So, I set up my Kinect at my boyfriend's. Best part? Robby's mom seemed highly entertained by my flailing around trying to pop bubbles in space or hit imaginary dodge balls. Yep, winner right here. But later on, all three of us enjoyed the fireworks in town, which for a small New England town, were really quite impressive. I also enjoyed the fried dough. By the way, to people there who I may not have seen or heard while walking around, I'm sorry for either seeming rude or abrupt. I was on a mission. For sugar.

Finally, on Monday (or as it should be properly called...TODAY), the fourth of July parade took place. It was pretty good, I won't lie though, parades just aren't my thing. I used to do parades when I was in JROTC, I can't help but to feel sorry for flag bearers or people in those antique cars without air conditioning. But nonetheless, it was a very nice parade. After we got back, Robby, his mom and I went out on the boat again to a place called Moon Island. and for the third time in less than twenty-four hours, I saw Debbie Cole, who happens to be one of my many awesome bosses. I thought it was funny by the third time around, I won't lie. But if she happens to be where my honeymoon's at during the same time frame, I may be a bit freaked out. But, to get back on point, I had a great time on the island, and to boot, I got a pretty damn good tan.

But alas, all things must come to an end. I have work tomorrow, and I had to head back to my apartment. But, I had an awesome weekend, and I really hope that I'm able to have another one like it soon. If you can't tell, I'm distracted. There's fireworks going on outside. I like things that go boom. It calls to me. Like a moth to a flame...except less deadly. Anyhow, I promise that my next post will be a tad more sane. And if people could hook me up with Ritalin, I'd appreciate it.

Adventures in the North Country, Part 1

As promised, I will write about my weekend at home, as it is so priceless and quintessentially eccentric, it needs to be written about. So, you're gonna read about my first night at home.

So, Friday began with work during the morning shift in the HUB. And I was acting severely ADD. Seriously, I went from the topic of puppies to cats to chickens to current events so fast, my supervisors commented on it. They're usually very accepting, and they found it funny (at least I hope they did), but when they comment on it...you know it's a bad case of ADD.

Literally fifteen minutes after I got out of work, my Mom was at my apartment and ready to pick me up.
(sidenote: I don't have a license, and I don't have a car just yet. The only reason I want one is to get to the friggin supermarket and to be less reliant on people, otherwise I'd just use a bike or something. Now, if I were in a more populated state, there would be mass transit to rely on. This asset to infrastructure is obviously frowned upon in certain states...but this is a topic for another time.)

I won't lie, I was super happy to see my Mom. I hadn't seen her since May, but I really hadn't had much time to spend with her then. So, the ability to spend time with her was something I had looked forward to. After a quick grabbing of clothes and what not, we headed back to bumfuck NH (sorry for the language folks...but it really is in the boonies..).

The girls enjoying the sun...and wondering what the hell I was doing there

Ok, I knew my animals would miss me, but I swear to God, I didn't expect them to respond to me so happily. At least for the most part. Hell, even the chickens seemed to recognize me. Then again, those animals are far more intelligent than people give them credit for. They're not going to take over the world, but they're gonna be the gremlins of whatever new world order established after the Apocalypse. Yet, these little demons were the first animals to greet me when I returned home...since they needed to be fed and Francois had escaped from the pen (sue me, I gave my female chicken a french guy's name). So I got to re-bond with a few of the animals, such as Snuffy, who is the only suriving chicken from our first batch of chicks, to Eduardo, who seems to think her job in life is to be guardian of all eggs laid. This can be entertaining to look at, since she is by far the smallest bird we have.

Eduardo

Washing fresh eggs

 So, after collecting 45 eggs from the afternoon egg collection, my mom and I finally went inside. We were greeted by my two dogs, Buddy and Mischa. They knew someone was outside, but didn't know who. Once they figured it out, all hell on Earth broke loose, but it's that sort of hell on Earth that is acceptable. Like going to an open bar at a wedding and getting drunk.
(Another sidenote: hate to say it, but there are no pictures of the dogs, as of yet. They weren't cooperating with me this trip home)
While the dogs were happy to see me, so were two of my three cats, Pantaloons and Widget. I'm putting this out there right now, I did not name them. Well, I named Widget, but I named her Niobe, not Widget. That cat probably is bipolar from the amount of names that she has, but I digress.

Pantaloons being Pantaloons

Pantaloons, or Panty for short, is probably one of the most relaxed cats around. Unless you piss her off. But most of the time, she's just relaxing around the dogs, enjoying the activity going on around the house. Widget meanwhile, after initially being pissed at me, was quite lovable after she got over her abandonment issues (she's Siamese, she's going to be a bit neurotic).

While this all seems quite normal, I finally greeted Puffy the one-eyed Chicken and Hudson the Angora Rabbit. They live inside my house in the same room, and are actually rather close. Puffy lives inside with us because when she was smaller, she was denied food by the much larger chickens and was picked on viciously. My Mom took pity on her, and we all nursed this chicken into a large, happy and healthy bird. However, due to the fact that she has spent her time around people, she much prefers to spend her time inside, and in fact prefers the company of people to that of other chickens. Hudson the rabbit is kept inside, due to the fact that he is an angora rabbit, since his fur is worth a good amount of money, and keeping him outside compromises the quality of his hair. For those of you who do not know, angora rabbits are sheared like sheep, since they grow very soft and fluffy hair that spinners and other textile artists love. While Hudson is an angora rabbit purchased for a business use, he is still a part of the family, and actually gets along quite well with Puffy.

Hudson

Puffy. She has no eye on the other side of her head, hence why her head's cocked in an odd angle

 Eventually, my mom and I were able to relax and watch some TV, which for us happened to be CNN. While I may be politically active, my Mom is quite opinionated, and is one of those people who yells at politicians on the TV, perhaps hoping that they may hear her. While I know it doesn't help, I know it's one of my Mom's traits, and I love her for it, even when it gets her into hot water.

Mom's upset with Michelle Bachmann

So, after watching the news for a bit and spending time with the family, I was able to get some sleep. Not on my own bed, mind you. I slept with my dogs. I mean, I don't get to cuddle with them often. Besides, Buddy is an extremely comfortable pillow (yeah...I fell asleep on my dog. Go ahead and judge). But definitely, it was a good day, all in all.

So...that's all I got for tonight everyone. Tune in next time, same bat time, same bat channel!