One great thing about this summer is that I get to see how I live on my own.
Do I make good food or just eat whatever I can find?
Do I ever exercise?
How do I spend my time when I'm bored and there are no siblings to annoy?
Well, this weekend, I've found out a few answers.
I eat whatever I can find. I have good intentions, but....
Yes, I do exercise. However, it's on my own terms. Example: I took a nice little jog/walk that was interrupted by a short stop to McDonalds to buy a hot fudge sundae. I also biked to the grocery store and thrift store. Alas, what I had been told but had forgotten was that at Aldi, you need to bring your own bags or take their boxes. I ended up buying one of those really oversized bags for 10 cents. Not that bad. Until I got to my bike. It's kind of hard to balance one heavy bag on a bike. It took a while to figure it out, but eventually I managed to even things out with a bag from the thrift store. Then it started raining. No worries, I got home in one piece, but boy I can make a comical sight.
How do I spend my time without annoying siblings? I end up annoying cats instead. There is a family of cats on Crossroads campus. There are two adults (I'm assuming it's the mommy and daddy, but you never know) and four kittens. Don't worry, I haven't touched them, but we've spent some time staring into each others eyes. I blame it on them. I was just trying to read a book, but they couldn't keep their eyes off of me. Naturally, I named them. Mom and Dad are Amy and Rory while the kiddos are Annabeth, Nico, Percy, and Hazel. (It was between this, the Pevensie children, or the Ninja Turtles)
FSOTD (Funny story of the day): I biked to church this morning. It's about 2 1/2 miles and a very pretty route. When I reached about two miles, I was on this section of sidewalk where there is a section of grass between the road and the path. There I was, moseying along when I was suddenly assaulted by a red-winged black bird! Apparently, I got too close to it's nest or something, but it was very unhappy. It flew at the back of my head and started squawking. It never got a good grip thanks to my handy dandy bun, but it tried its best. I was honestly so startled that I never screamed or anything. I kind of just calmly started to swat it away. Unfortunately, this interfered with my steering skills My bike started swerving while I tried to get the bird out of my hair. Like I mentioned earlier, I can really make a comical sight. I would have loved to be someone driving by who saw this happening. The most important thing is that I want you all to know that I did not scream. However, my trip back through that area was much quicker than the first time.
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