I got measured today for a bridesmaid dress for my brother's wedding. My chest size puts me in a size four. My waist size puts me in a size two. And my hips put me in a size eight. I'm sorry, but does anyone else find that upsetting? Hmph.
Also, walked the bridge today. Hot as a mother... I thought Tonya and I might die. Note to self: Hydrate. If you think it's not going to be hot - hydrate. Hydrate. Hydrate. Hydrate. And maybe wear sunscreen. I have acquired some wicked tan lines.
Now, it's time for a story where I was socially awkward:
I went to Starbucks earlier... I ordered a tall, two pump peppermint, two shot affogato vanilla bean creme with no whip. And then the barista came back to me and told me they didn't have any peppermint. I was floored. I literally didn't know what to do.
Barista: I'm really sorry. I forgot. We're actually out of peppermint.
Me: (completely flustered) Really? Oh. Ok. I need to re-evaluate my situation.
Barista: What other flavors do you like? We can figure out something different.
Me: I don't know. This has never happened to me before.
Barista: We have pumpkin spice and new toffee mocha. They're really good.
Me: Yeah... I know... (still looking really stunned)
Barista: I'm really sorry. Let me call the store a block away and see if they have it. (makes phone call) They do. It's just down the street. And here's a free drink coupon for you.
Me: Oh no, you don't have to do that. I'm not upset. I was just momentarily confused.
Barista: I know. I just felt really bad. You looked so disappointed.
Me: I just don't think I would have been happy with something else.
Tonya: You wouldn't have.
Me: I put a lot of thought into what I order before I do it.
Tonya: I know that about you. And you wanted peppermint.
Me: I'm a big dork.
Oy. I shouldn't be allowed in public.
And Tonya and I got interviewed today for a broadcast journalism class in all of our sweaty glory on King St. The girl was incredibly nervous talking to us and filming us. Wanna know what she asked? Basically, how we felt about "sexting" ... ie. sending photos, etc. What? Really? That's what you're asking us about and filming us? PS. Personally, it's not for me. And I think it's awful if younger kids are doing it. But if you're an adult who pays their own phone bill, then by all means. I don't tell you what to do in your bedroom and I'm not going to tell you what to do on your phone. Please just don't involve me. Ok. Thanks.
Anyway, it has been an interesting day for sure.
I can't wait to move into my new place. I took Tonya by to see it today. And I took Patrick last night to see if it was sketchy - we may or may not have stumbled across a drunk fella laying next to the pond on the phone. I will neither confirm or deny it.
Alright. Alright. Time for a shower and laundry. Then sushi. Delish.