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Random Food Update

I love to snack…

Nibbling on snack foods while I work actually, in a weird way, help me concentrate more…maybe there’s some science behind that…maybe not…whatever.

Anybut, I’m trying to find “healthier” snack foods to nibble. I’ve gone from potato chips to pretzels. I’ve nearly cut candy entirely from my life. I’ve started eating more yogurt, grapes, fruit snacks, and granola.

Am I doing this to lose weight? Partly (I’m going on a cruise in a couple of months and I want to be able to eat all the amazingly delicious food on the ship). Mostly, because I don’t want to feel like a gremlin…and my skin doesn’t break out as much when I cut out the greasy snacks.

This has been a random food (snack) update.

Story Time: Paris Edition

Don’t get too excited…

I was very lucky. When I was in middle school I had the opportunity to travel to Europe. We went to England, Spain, and France.

But the focus of this story time is one night in Paris, France.

My french teacher thought it would be a good (and informative) idea to take a group of MIDDLE SCHOOLERS to see a musical in french.

What musical?

The Hunchback of Notre Dame.

Now, the Disney Hunchback had already come out and we, the naive students we were, thought we were seeing a stage production of the Disney movie.

OH HO HO! Definitely NOT!

We were seeing a musical that didn’t resemble the colorful Disney film in the slightest.

It was Notre Dame de Paris…starring Garou and Bruno Pelletier.

Now for those of you who don’t understand why I put that pause there…well, it was kind of a big deal in France. It almost single-handedly revived musical theater in France (ok, confession, I looked this up and this is what Wikipedia says so…take that as you will).

Also, if you’ve ever heard of Il Divo, they sang the opening song from this musical…a lot.

The song is Le Temps des Cathédrales. Look it up and you’ll most likely say, “I’ve heard this song before…how is that possible?”

Well, a lot of classically trained singers >cough< Josh Groban >cough< love to sing this song.

It’s a gorgeous song, don’t get me wrong, but this isn’t exactly the point of this story.

Anybut, Bruno Pelletier was the one who sang this song and he became very famous for it. And Garou went on to become a very popular singer in France, too.

The point I’m trying to make…I was too young to really give a crap about who was in the cast.

And, spoilers, I fell asleep about halfway through Act I. I was barely a tween.

All I truly remembered about this show was that opening song (even as a kid I knew that was a killer song), Quasimodo having a very gravely voice, and actors climbing up and down a wall. That’s it.

Have I looked up the musical online and watched the whole thing? Yes. Did I do it mostly because I wanted to make sure I didn’t make up the entire thing? Also yes.

Whew…this was a longer post.

I guess the main point I think I was going to make was the fact there are things that happen in your life that seem like a small blip in your life. And then when you get older you realize that tiny blip was a larger blip for…well in this case an entire country…sort of? I don’t know. It’s 4 in the morning and I need to sleep.


Zombies? Really?

I had a nightmare…

It was out of nowhere. I haven’t watched anything with zombies or talked about zombies in months.


I had a nightmare where I was the leader of a group of survivors. We were living in (randomly) the house I lived in Indiana. One of the survivors wanted to take one of our cars to find…food? Or maybe it was one of her children who ran off…I don’t really remember.

Anybut, I told her it was too dangerous and she sat on the porch step as I walked inside.

Next day, I was checking the security fence (electrified apparently?) and realized it was powered down and zombies were approaching, a  huge horde. I sounded the alarm and all the survivors ran into the house.

As I joined them, one of our cars pulls up and I angrily yell at the survivor I spoke to the day before. I tell her to close the garage door and run inside.

Inside, we start blockading the doors and windows. Everyone is taken to the basement except for a handful who go upstairs to take sniper positions.

I go to the basement and we block the door with bookcases and a chest of drawers. Everyone is told to be silent and we wait for the horde to pass.

However, as I check on the survivors, I notice one of the windows (which are covered to keep the zombies from seeing inside) has a hole in it and I see a decomposing eye peeking in.

I quickly grab a knife and stab the zombie, killing it and luckily its body keeps other from seeing inside.

Then I woke up…cause I think the zombies were  about to break in and my fear woke me before everyone stared dying.

It was the first very detailed dream I’ve had in a while. A full 3 or 4 scenes I remembered. Usually it’s a cacophony of scenes that don’t make sense together.



This isn’t a commentary on children. I swear.

One of my amazingly talented friends is in Matilda the Musical and one of the songs is called Revolting Children.


Two weekends in a row I’ve been able to see a show! My friends are amazing and I love watching them do what they’re so clearly made for!

Anybut, the show itself was okay. The music was nice, but Act II had moments that dragged and the climax was very sudden.

WITH THAT SAID THOUGH!!! If you love Roald Dahl’s books than this is a fun show (since it’s based on a Roald Dahl book).

Also, don’t go in expecting the 1996 movie version which had Mara Wilson and Danny Devito (and other actors but they’re the two I can remember).

Reverse Anxiety

You know how most times when you lay down to go to bed and your brain won’t shut off? And it decides it’s time to go through every little thing to raise your anxiety and keep you awake?

Well, last night I had the opposite thing happen…sort of.

My brain wouldn’t shut off but instead of raising my anxiety, it went through a number of positive things. And things to excite me, making me eager to wake up and get to work on several things.

It was weird. I think most people would’ve gotten up and gotten to work, but I just kept letting my brain fill my head with exciting thoughts.

Of course, when I woke up the next morning…it was a day I was going to be out of the house all day. All of those exciting thoughts were pushed to the back burner and some I’ve forgotten.

Anybut, I really appreciated my brain giving me a night off…sort of.

Waze vs. Maps

I have a confession…

I like both. On my phone.

I like that Waze has a planned drive where you can get an estimate of traffic for a drive and it tells you when you should leave. And you can link it to your Spotify playlists.

I like maps cause it’s easy to use. And not covered in little pictures of other drivers or of multiple reportings of incidents.

Bottom line, for those who argue over which is better? Okay. I like and hate both equally.

I Feel Attacked

I just wanted lunch…

I went to ask my dad what he wanted for lunch. He was watching Thor: The Dark World. It was the funeral scene. After Frigga’s death. Here is the transcript:

Me: Thor?

Dad: Mm Hm. It’s Frigga’s funeral.

>a pause<

Dad: It’s Friggin’ sad.

Me: …

Dad: …

Me: No.

Dad: It’s even sadder because it’s Thorsday.

Me: Stop.

Dad: Good thing it’s not tomorrow.

Me: …

Dad: Frigday.

Me: I hate you.

Three puns within a minute…My dad has killed me.


I Bought It

If you’re new to this blog…

Take a look at my about page. The image there is of me with an octopus plush on my head. Every time I go to Target I see that plush. Its dead eyes haunting and taunting me.

So today (yesterday actually) I bought it.

It wore me down.


And before you judge me….Yes, it did bring me joy and as I stare at it right now…it still brings me joy!

Also, low-key: I adulted and bought a new shower curtain, bath mat, shower caddy, and bathroom organizer….so yeah…I didn’t JUST go to Target to buy an octopus plush, Karen!!

P.S.- I know from the picture it looks like a squid, but it has 8 arms so it’s an octopus!!

P.S.S.- Its name is Squiddly Diddly because I suck at puns and apparently so does the internet…COME ON INTERNET!!! You had one job! To have puns for EVERYTHING!! Aaannd I like the old Hanna-Barbera cartoons. Plus, it looks more like a squid than an octopus (even though it definitely has 8 arms).