Holy vacation, Batman! How have I not written about any of this yet?! Beware lots of lists, links, and pictures!
Saturday night: I kick-started the vacation almost as soon as I got off work! The guys and I worked out last-minute plans to get dinner and go watch another movie on the beach because Alex had never seen Wreck-It-Ralph. He surprised me at work, and we carpooled back here to change then headed out to grab some food and meet Robert before heading over to Fort Wilderness. We sat on the lakefront talking for a while until it was time for the movie, which was chill and deep at the same time. Unfortunately, the campfire site was PACKED, so we ended up heading back to Robert's to watch the movie, and it was so late by then that we called it a night, and Alex drove me back to my car. It was basically the perfect, most chill way to kick-start a two-week vacation EVER.
I still feel a little weird being the older chick hanging out with two younger guys. There's a stigma to that, I guess, and I've always been stupid amounts of paranoid regarding what I assume others think. But I can't help feeling like people see us and wonder, "What's SHE doing hanging out with them
." Which is ridiculous, of course, and I want to give myself a solid kick whenever I catch myself stressing about it. But there it is.
As an aside (because we watched it after Wreck-It-Ralph), Paperman makes me feel like a giant, sobbing sap who wants to shatter glass objects against a wall. Seriously, guys, if you have not seen it, WATCH IT
, and feel feels. SO. MANY. FEELS. But I'll save that for another entry.
Anyway, I stayed up so-late-it-was-actually-early Saturday night listening to the Wreck-It-Ralph soundtrack and designing my own Sugar Rush character (for no other reason than I was upset to find out the Swizzle Malarkey character was a male, because I LOVE THAT NAME) and writing a bit.
Sunday: I slept in LIKE A PRO and spent ALL morning and part of the afternoon being a slug in front of the computer, which felt simultaneously awesome and horrible. I probably NEEDED those hours of nothingness, but I didn't want to while away 14 days like that, so I started browsing Pinterest to put together a folder/list of Things to Do and decided I would do at least one productive/creative thing every day of vacation.
I painted my nails (twice, because I wanted to change the first manicure the second I finished it), made a few ear cuffs, did a better drawing of my Sugar Rush character, and watched Mirror, Mirror on Netflix, just for the heck of it and because I'd always meant to. Wasn't super-impressed, but it was visually kind of pretty.
I know I did SOMETHING productive, but I can't for the life of me remember what.
OH YEAH! I finally watched The Hunger Games, now that it's on Netflix! I don't think I'll buy it. Like the book, I don't know if it's something I could handle seeing on any kind of regular basis, but it did make me very excited for Catching Fire! I discovered the Power Rangers movie on netflix that night and dropped EVERYTHING to watch it, too. I'm both a little ashamed and a little amazed that I remember so many LINES from that movie. Also, why did I never find it questionable that these six "teenagers" ran around putting themselves in constant danger without ever having to let their parents know where they were? Seriously.
Tuesday: I ran my roommate to Wal-Mart to buy a car battery when hers died, then had a girly night out with some of the pirates, which ended up being just dinner because everyone needed to go early. I watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog for the first time and... am not really a fan? Blasphemy, I know, but there you have it. I also started packing for the trip home and finally
got a decent start on a drawing Alex asked me to do for his mom's birthday. (It took me several tries, because Alex doesn't like my usual, more "anime" style.) I stayed up way too late working on that, hoping to finish it before I drove home the next day.
Wednesday: Despite my plans to finish Alex's drawing, I was SO ready to be home. Also, one of my good inking markers dried up, so I figured I might as well head home and pick up some new markers on that side of town. I packed everything up and headed home, had lunch, then ran out for markers and a few other supplies I'd need for some of my vacation projects. I ended up spending all of Wednesday night working on Alex's drawing, though. (I wanted it out of the way so I wouldn't stress about it.)
Thursday: Finished the piece! I'm relatively happy with how it turned out
, and Alex and his mom LOVED it, so that makes me feel ever better about it. Yay! I didn't finish until early evening, but I was so psyched to get kicking on some more projects that I cracked out Mom's sewing machine and started altering an old TeeFury shirt that never fit right. One of my goals for vacation was to sew something, and I figured altering shirts I've never worn would totally count.
Mom and I also tackled the first of several Pinterest recipes: Homemade Baileys
! This stuff was intense, and we actually only used about half a cup of whiskey in our mix. I made a virgin version yesterday to keep here at the apartment, with milk instead of cream (and a LOT more of it, to combat the uuber-sweet of the condensed milk) and cocoa mix instead of cocoa powder (because I didn't have the latter). It's SO DANG GOOD.
We played some dominoes, and I made very poor decisions and did very bad math, because apparently I'm a lightweight and don't handle whiskey very well. (I mean, I'd never had it before, so...)
Friday: I was so excited about how well my first shirt came along that I worked on two more, then scoured my closet at home and found a few more I can work on at a later time. It's exciting, because I now have two shirts I've NEVER worn because they fit so terribly that are practically brand new to me. The third was a shirt I still wore, but it made me feel like a bag lady because it was way too big. An illustration:
See my face in the right side? THAT IS MY AMAZEMENT at how much better I look in this shirt! I've worn it like four times already, so it's like having a brand new shirt. I'm excited to tackle more of my closet like this, and guys, I'm not sure I'll ever wear another straight-cut t-shirt again, because I never realized how DREADFUL I look in them!
Mom and I worked on the second of the Pinterest recipes: Peanut Butter/Nutella Crescent Rolls
. GUYS. THESE ARE DANGEROUS. VERY, VERY DANGEROUS. We only flippin' made eight, and I'm still almost certain I overdosed on them.
Dad kept giving me grief about working on projects instead of spending time with the family (despite the fact that I was working on things at the kitchen table, in the heart of Familyland), so I badgered my brothers into coming downstairs, and we had some knock-off Baileys and played a little Pirates of the Caribbean Life. Many idiotic and slightly tipsy things were said, but the highlight was Mom, at one point, saying, "Okay, so you're the number white."
Oh, yes, she did. XD
And that leads me up to LAST Saturday, which I'll write about (along with this past week) sometime tomorrow so as not to overwhelm the poor LJ servers with such a long entry!