It's been a while...

...like, over 10 years, since I've played Barbies. And, hello? For good reason. You outgrow these things, you know? But my roommate decided she'd been without long enough and I helped her get her collection of Barbies down from her top closet shelf. I was talking with my other roommate when I happened to glance over and see her with a Ken doll in hand. He was bent over a little, and she had undone his pants and pulled them down a ways. She ran her finger along his buttcrack for a second before bringing the same finger to her nose and sniffing. "Eeeeewwwww" she said. And put him back in the box.

She looooves yogurt...

Once I watched her take, like, 20 minutes to eat a Yoplait. She had to savor every trace of the stuff. She even went so far as to lick the table so that she wouldn't waste the smallest, untraceable amount of her raspberry delight. She's got a hold of some strawberry yogurt today, and I just watched her lick the table again. Only last time the table was clean... this time there are hardened remnants of chocolate syrup from last night's dessert (mixed with a few other surprises, I'm sure). The grossest part is that she didn't even hesitate. And if she dropped some more, she wouldn't hesitate the second time. She IS my roommate.

So it's Spirit Week...

...for three of my roommates and they've been going all out. Blue hair, silly socks, crazy hats, poodle skirts, and, uh... red clothes. Anyway. It's been ca-razy. The craziness has even rubbed off onto one of my not-in-school roommates. Today she wore pink tights with different colored polkadots UNDER a dress that was equally as colorful, except with a floral pattern, and was ACCENTED by her new pink One-Star All Stars (my doing), that combined with the rest of her wardrobe to OFFSET the blue lingering in her hair from yesterday. Her pink-rimmed glasses and a GIANT pink and polkadotted bow topped it all off and HOLY HOTT MAMA. Haha. I'm surprised no guys hit on her at the park today. Maybe it's because there weren't any there... We'll be sure to hit up more populated areas on her really "on" days.

The Fair is in town

and I thought it would be fun to go scope it out with a couple of my old roommates and my sister. I was right. It was a blast! There was food, fun and sunshine... who could ask for more? Nevermind that one of my roommates kept commenting on the stink of the animals (regardless of whether their owners were near) and was too terrified to get within five feet of them (the animals, not the owners). Or that our other roommate fell asleep halfway through our visit.
Those things couldn't put a damper on such an awesome day. Watching my roommates snarf down funnel cakes and deep fried Oreos, guzzle root beer from a huge tin cup and climb on every unguarded tractor for a picture kept me smiling all day.

I had heard...

that this town had its criminals and shady areas and what not. But when one of my younger roommates came home from school and told me about the death threat she'd received at lunch I was appalled. Kids are getting violent younger and younger these days.

What an Elefun

is really designed to do is put people to sleep. Perfect, in my case. You see, since childhood an Elefun has been... well... an elefun for the first twenty minutes of the battery's life. The rest of the time the fan is so weak it can't blow the little paper butterflies all the way up the elephant's long trunk. Unless you give it several or more long minutes to do so. That means you end up texting, blogging or napping between butterflies emerging. It feels like a waste of time, but my roommate is adament that we bond in this way. Gotta go-- here comes another one!

It's cooled down lately,

which makes it the perfect time of year to start going to parks and such in the mornings. For a little R&R, you know? So I went with a couple of my roommates this morning. We hung out on the playground for a little bit, had some snacks and drinks, walked by the dog park and played in the sand with our shoes off. It was me, my most talkative roommate and my least talkative roommate. My less talkative roommate doesn't get out much, so it was amazing that we got her to go with us in the first place. She's pretty shy, too, but very nice once you get to know her.
Anyway, my more loquacious roommate was trying to be funny or something while we were in the sand... because she poured a huge handful of sand over the quiet roommate's head. I stared in shock for a moment before I started helping her clean it off. To my surprise she took it really well. She didn't get upset or sad at all. She just patiently waited for me to brush it off her head and face and continued about her business. I learn so much from these kids it's amazing.