I Heart My Friends

This weekend, we got Robyn all moved into my house. I'm extremely excited to have her as a roomate but am equally as scared to be living with her. So far, the first day of living with her went a little something like this: went to bed at 11pm, woke up at 9am, ate breakfast, watched a movie, spent 1 1/2 hours looking through old pictures, went to Wendys, came back and watched movies until 4, and then woke up and started cleaning and re-organizing everything to make room for her stuff. We had to make a trip back to Home Depot so she could get a new toilet seat, and not use the squishy one that the granny had used before we moved in, so we also stopped at the store to get something to make for dinner. Of course, we're always thinking of food.


We first made our delicious appetizer of spinach artichoke dip, and were going to continue cleaning some before we made our flavorful turkey sausage spaghetti. In the meantime, Jessica also came over and we started drinking wine. At midnight, and after 3 bottles of wine and when Robyn then mentioned making nachos, I decided I needed to go to bed and leave those two girls to themselves. After about 20 minutes of a restful slumber, I am suddenly involved in a cruel smothering attack as they jump on me and wake me up. They decided it was a good idea to go to Sterlings (the bar behind my house) and continue their festivities. I couldn't go, but ensured them that it would be in the best interest if they went. I also told them to be sure NOT to let me know when they got home. I heard the giggles trailing off down the stairs and fell fast asleep.


This morning I went downstairs to eat a couple of biscuits for breakfast, and went to grab my grape gatorade from the fridge and it was gone. Those drunk hookers had drank my favorite gatorade, so I had thought. I think to myself, oh well, I'll just get apple juice at work. On the garage door I find a note from them saying not to forget my lunch in the fridge. I go and see this oddly shaped plastic grocery bag full of stuff, with a note that says not to open until I get to work. So I eagerly rush into my office to tear open the bag only to find that I have to first tear through 6 bags before I get to the goodies. This is what I found. I’m speechless and giggling so hard alone in my office. I walked down to show Colby, my boss, and he laughed but also kind of thought I might have just moved in with retards. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH! What a way to start my Monday.

It's kind of hard to tell from the picture what all was included in my lunch so I'll give you a list.

1. BLACK MAN magazine featuring CoCo (Ice T's wife.) Pretty much porn. SWEET I'm super glad that they saw this at 7-11 at 2:00 in the morning and decided it was the perfect addition to a healthy lunch!
2. Shredded cheese. I had bought cheese cubes earlier in the night for my morning snack, but Robyn apparently thought shredded was the way to go. "For your starter...just a sprinkle!"
3. 6 Break and Bake cookie dough squares "Bake at 350 for 10-12 minutes or eat at your own risk RAW"
4. My leftover spaghetti
5. Rubber decorative grapes
6. An apple
7. Grape Fierce Gatorade
8. Lemon-Lime Gatorade
9. Taco Bell Mild Sauce reading "You're Not Spicy"
10. Taco Bell Hot Sauce reading Love, Robyn
11. Homer Simpson Cookie reading "DOI!" (Robyn and Jessica spent a long time trying to figure out how to spell that and were extremely disappointed when I informed them that Homer said DOH!)
12. Whataburger ketchup - my favorite
13. Reeses
14. Party Blower
15. Mini Bubbles
16. Transformer toy from kids meal
17. 2 Napkins saying "She likes her cocktails like she likes her men. Neat with a twist."
18. Spork