Crap costs money

Man there is so much to catch up on...and I haven't had internet at my new place so it's been hard to even check my email. Currently...I am on some unsecured wireless network that may go out at anytime. First, I would like to say thank you to all of my sisters that included me in their blog posts and to all the phone calls and forcing my cute little nieces and nephew sing to me. =) It was another interesting birthday. In a way, I feel like my birthday is cursed. Last year, I got pulled over for speeding on my way to work at a crappy job, but luckily I was let off because it was my birthday, but it still started me on a crying session. A couple years before that I had to take the SATs on my birthday and start my first day of work as a lifeguard, but got kicked out of the SATs because I was texting my Dad to pick up my car because I had to park in an illegal spot because there was no parking at the school. Another birthday I reached my all time peak of weight gain, which as most women know, is like your worst day ever. But nevertheless, I was pretty stoked it was my birthday. I started out the day by going to Costco where I got a ton of strawberries, blueberries, gorgonzola (it's my new love) and just food in general since I hadn't had some stocked in awhile. After I checked out I got some frozen yogurt at the food stand in Costco...and I've decided they have the best frozen yogurt. It's so firm and creamy, probably better than TCBY! I headed to the mall to pick up some pants I had to get hemmed and picked up this darling white coat that was on clearance. Seriously, I should take a picture with me in it because I know Laura especially would be jealous. After that, I went out to dinner at Biaggis (one of my favorite Italian restaurants) and had my favorite dish-Black fettuccine with Lobster. YUM! But then I felt very sick after that, not because I ate too much, kind of like a bad ingredient feeling. Oh well. My friends curled my hair after as I tried to catch the tail end of SYTYCD, but they kept on wanting to chat and not watch the show. I felt like saying "Shut up I can't hear!!!" But then I bit my tongue because they were doing my large hair and were only trying to have fun. But this means I missed whose in the top 20...and I won't get to see Wednesday night show because I will be working and will be flying off to NC at 5 AM...so Allison, if you can contain yourself, don't watch DDO until Thursday when I get there and we can eat dinner and watch the show and the results show together!!!
After that we went to my best guy friends house and people came over and sang to me and we went out dancing with my favorite guy dancers. Seriously, we tear up the dance floor. People watch us because we are so good.
But for some reason, the whole day I felt like something was missing. I was just kind of sad in general, but kept stopping myself from being sad because I had to reassure myself that this is a fun birthday. On Friday, I realized why it wasn't as fun. Gayly enough, it was because I wasn't with my family. I realized that if I could plan a perfect birthday, it would be to have my entire family go out to dinner in the city, go to a movie (or a funny play), and come home and play a game. (preferably Scene-it or the Minister's Cat) And that's when I realized how much I miss my family and how cool they are. I mean how many people on their 21st birthday wish they could just go out to dinner with their family and play the Minister's Cat? So thanks family, and I can't WAIT to go to the East coast.
A nice break last weekend was when I got to go to Denver. I forget how small and awesome newborns are. They just rest on your chest, without you even really needing to hold them up. Gemma's so light she would just stick on to my shirt and not slide down, it was awesome. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures to post because my camera was at my friend's house and couldn't get it in time before I left. But it was a lot of fun getting to talk a lot with Jeff, Sarah, and Joel. And that's where my addiction to gorgonzola started. I just don't get it...the stuck is so sticky and rancid that I love it. This is straight up moldy cheese...so why do people love it? Who knows.
And this is where my blog actually makes sense with the title. Crap costs money. Not just crap, EVERYTHING costs money. I feel like a mini cha-ching just keeps going off in my head with everything that I encounter. I need food. Cha-ching! I need gas. Cha-ching! I need a U-Haul so I can get the bed from the Arlington apartments so I don't have to spend as much money on a new bed. Cha-ching! Ya...you read it right, I had to rent a U-Haul. Do you have any idea how humiliating those are to drive? Maybe it's just me, but I feel so weird driving it. Maneuvering it sucked. I brought my guy friend Cory with me to help me move things, and on our way home from this ordeal, I thought a tornado was going to start around Thanksgiving Point. He has lived here his whole life and informed me it just gets really windy in that area but would back off once we got around the curve of the mountain. But the wind was SO strong, the boxy car was literally being blown into the other lane. It was like I couldn't control it and it felt like it was going to tip over. So with tears about to come, and I think he could sense my frustration, he took over and drove the rest of the way. Phew! That trip cost me $150. Then the next day I had to get kitchen things like pots, pans, big spoons, tupperware. Do you know how much this crap costs?? A LOT. I just feel like expenses are popping up EVERYWHERE and the reality of adulthood sinks in more everyday and sucks more everyday. New York is just going to cost more money when I visit, but when I get back, it's back to working a lot of overtime hours because apparently, I need money to live!