Story of my life

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I'm unorganized. Or maybe I'm more just disorderly organized. I know where things are. I can find a specific black skirt based solely on feel in a pile of black clothes. I can find a single earring because I know it dropped once off my nightstand weeks ago and must still be there. I can find that role of tape, those scissors, that pen etc because I know once I shoved them in the big box that sits under my bed. I can find a pair of shoes in the pile because I know I never put them away.

This quote so explains my life. I will probably find a favorite lip gloss in the pocket of my coat next fall, or maybe if I'm lucky there might be $5 in there too. My ski coat is forever rendering little surprises.

A few months ago I had a genius idea to go through all my cookbooks and marking which recipes I'd like to make. And because of this and my disorderly organization, I made a miraculous discovery: a clean and crisp $100 bill.

Now, if I had been more organized, that bill would have been neatly placed in my savings account and I could have earned some interest on it or something. But instead, I had a fantastic surprise and a good story for the future.

(P.S. Thanks Daddy for the nice card that the bill was tucked into. I'm pretty sure I stuck the card into the book because I didn't want it to get lost or forgotten and I knew the book would make it into my suitcase. I don't treat all your nice presents so forgetfully.)

What is that smell?

Sunset from last night, I snapped it after I noticed the reflection in my front door window. I almost missed it! Yeah, this picture has nothing to do with the post...

On Saturday my sister Jess and I went to a big craft expo out by the airport. And it was awesome. We walked in and felt like we had just been transported to the Eugene Holiday Market (ie the Winter version of Saturday Market) because it was filled with various booths of awesome homemade goods. The only difference was that there was a serious lack of dreadlocks and hippies. We loved admiring jewelry, pottery, stain glass (the booth was gorgeous), beautiful rustic wood mirrors, but the best part was the food samples. Basically Jess and I devoured all the different food samples (jams, pickles, mixes, salsas, etc) and we were in food sample heaven. Wait, that's Costco... In the end, we ended up buying a few different specialty hot chocolates, dip mixes and a pineapple salsa.

Ok so there's the background. Last night my room smelled bad. Totally embarrassing right? It smells bad so bad, I'm worried that an animal died in the walls or something, but I don't want to search too hard in fear of what I might find.

So I did the next logical thing, I borrowed my roommate's delicious smelling candle to try and cover the smell. It helped last night, but the smell was still there this morning. I kind of looked around for it again but couldn't find it, again scared to look too hard. What if I find an old lunch tupperware deep under my bed that was now covered in mold? Ew. Gross.

Then it hit me while blow-drying my hair. One of the mixes I bough had asiago cheese in it and the guy I purchased from told me to put it in a tupperware because the smell is strong*.

Sure enough, it was the asiago cheese and herb mix. Problem solved (hopefully, if my room still smells when I get home from work I'll know it is a dead animal).

Note to self: remember to follow directions.



*They kept that particular mix under the display table, offering samples of it only because the lady next to them complained about the smell. I loved the craft expo drama. I wonder what else we could have found out...

Forgotten Lunch

In a spasm of forgetfulness this morning, I forgot my lunch. I realized it as I pulled my wallet out of my bag to get on the bus. The fact that my bag was light should have tipped me off as I ran down the street, but it didn't. And now I don't have my orange slices, my carrot sticks, the My Little Pony fruit snacks (yes, I'm 7), or my salad. And my salad was good too, avocado, strawberries, chicken, almonds, balsamic vinaigrette... Wish I was going to eat that today instead of trying to figure out what to eat. I haven't eaten lunch out in ages, I'm not sure where to go, and for some odd reason its stressing me out. Just thought I'd share.