My purse was stolen Saturday night. It sucked. Real bad. As soon as I noticed it was missing I remained calm, relatively speaking. Of the three people I was with, no one had a smart phone, can you believe it? So I borrowed a random persons outside and made the necessary calls to cancel my credit cards. Called my mom to get the bank at home because I couldn’t get on their site and she (thankfully) called Verizon and reported my phone stolen.
One thing I didn’t do was cry. If you know me, I’m pretty emotional. I balled during the Boy Meets World season finale and Tila Tequila when the Italian guy was voted off. I lost it when someone stole my phone from a bathroom in college, but this time, not a tear. Perhaps it’s a sign of adulthood?
The two things I did have was my license and debit card because I had a tab at the bar. I guess that round of drinks I bought everyone paid off because I really would have been screwed.
One good thing to come out of this – I GOT AN IPHONE! And I’m obsessed.
Also, because my camera is gone, all my photos will be coming from my phone.
Not too shabby.
I’ve read around the blog world that many of you are in a funk. Well I’m your newest member. I think it’s cabin fever as my boss put it this afternoon. We can all agree that being inside 90% of the day is no bueno, however, it’s something I must learn to deal, adjust and cope with and really take advantage of lunch breaks and weekends.
On top of the funk, I haven’t been feeling 100%. To fight off the potential sickness, I downed this today:
A large juice from the health food store containing apple, pear, carrot and collard greens. I could sit here and write that it was so fresh, delicious and healthy and that I immediately felt better, however that would be a blatant lie. It was awful.
It was like drinking thick, green slob that’s desperately trying to be sweet but the over powering collards took over the fruit. Gross. I drank it as fast as I could repeating, “This is good for me, this is good for me.”
Then my boss went out and bought me some ginger beer.
He swore up and down that this would cure me. I’ve never heard of it before, but by golly it was delicious. (Yes I just said “by golly” and no it wasn’t alcoholic, rather upsetting I know)
In other news, check out this banana I smashed in my oatmeal this a.m.
It was the smallest one they had. I felt awkward buying it it was so big – that’s what she said.
Freshman Year of Life 
bahaa. who writes that’s what she said jokes on her blog? i was chuckling through this whole post – feel better ! sorry about your purse – but really jealous you have an iphone! ps. i cried at the season finale of boy meets world too