A Week Back

I've been back a week now and it's been...well, it's been interesting to say the least. I won't say that it's been my favourite week in the world. Aberdeen gave me a different welcome home than I was expecting, but at least I'm back home.

Last night I was watching "Frasier" in my new living room and one of the characters said something that really made sense seeing what's happened this past week. The quote was, "people suck." Now, I've always tried to believe that there is a little good in everyone, but I'm not so sure anymore. Maybe some people are just bad. Maybe they weren't born bad I don't really know, but something happened in their life that took the good out. *sigh* I won't go into details about what happened, but it wasn't a fun night and it hasn't led to fun days. Fun jokes maybe, but not so much fun times. Ah, well. The time has passed and everyone and everything is getting better. Including me.

I was helped along with this by a large box I received a few days ago. I wasn't expecting anything (besides my pictures and DVD of Rocco's graduation from GDB) so I was really surprised when a very large box arrived. I opened it a wouldn't you know it!? someone sent me flowers. Alright, before you start getting ideas in your head it was my father. So not as exciting as all that, but still, it's a really pretty house plant and definitely something that our flat needed. Now what it needs is pictures on the wall and possibly another sofa since we are taking turns of lounging on it at the moment.

Well, that's all for now. I'll let you know if anymore people start going bad.

My Birthday Continues

You might be thinking, "Jeez Erin, wasn't your birthday almost 3 weeks ago. The answer to that is, yes, it was, but my parents waited until after my birthday to send me packages. Anyway, I thought I'd share with you some of the fun stuff I received.

First of all, the envelope from my mother is far too pretty to throw away.
Secondly, look at this card. It's now hanging on my wall because it's so pretty.
In the big box I picked up from the post office today was a smaller box. I don't think this was intended as a gift, but I think it's a really pretty colour so I'm keeping it. Don't know what I'll do with it yet...
maybe I'll let Georgia use it as a bed. She looks comfortable there.
But inside the smaller box was the real present. Lavender oil in a really cool glass bottle. It specifically says that this bottle should not be carried around in your handbag because it was made to sit on your table. So, where did I put it?

Next to the picture of my Mommy and Me of course.

That is what was in the box from my Mom and step-dad. Along with a pair of boots I acquired while home and didn't have room to stuff into my bag, but I didn't take a picture of them.

From my Dad and step-mom I got my contact lenses which I'm thankful for. They're a different brand and they allow me to wear them all day without irritation. And wearing my glasses is hard for some classes because there's reading notes and then reading the slides, so my glasses are going on and off and on and off. Contacts really make it easier. Anyway, they also sent me the American measuring stuffs I asked for. Some nice spoons, but they weren't so cool as to get their own picture. The cups however....

What?! You don't believe me? Of course these are measuring cups!
See? I told you.

And you doubted me.

Not only do they go with my love of multi-coloured things, they also go with me theme of collapsible cooking wear. Perhaps you remember the collapsible strainer and the collapsible bowl and the fold up cutting board? Now, I can't wait to start baking again. I haven't done any here because silly Erin forgot that all of her recipes were in American measurements and I couldn't get the cups and spoons I needed so easily. One last problem I'm trying to solve is figuring out where to get chocolate chips. You would think this is an easy task, but no. Oh well, I plan to be in possession of baking chocolate by Saturday even if I have to buy expensive dark chocolate.

November 12: Peanut Butter

Today I was going to post about my love of the library and how my geek side squeals in delight every time I go to the lower ground floor level where they keep the folios and the REALLY old books, but instead I thought I would post something funnier.

Now I'm a big peanut butter eater. As a vegetarian I have to get my protein from somewhere and since I LOVE peanut butter I generally get enough protein from the amount of PB I eat. I may have mentioned to my cousin Thad before I left that not a lot of Europeans eat peanut butter and that it's pretty expensive here. It's in little jars about half the size of a normal one (for me) but they cost about twice as much as what I can get in the states. So, imagine my surprise when I was told that I had a package waiting for me at the post office around the corner.

I went over not expecting much but then they hand me this giant package that was heavy! Thank Goodness that I didn't have to carry it home from the package depot. When I got home I was very anxious to see what Thad had sent me. This is what I saw when I opened the box.

For those of you who can't tell what these are...
That's right! He sent me 12 jars of Skippy Peanut Butter! 12! I'm not a big Skippy fan...I'll be honest it tastes more like sugar than peanuts, but the thought is what counts. And it's Peanut Butter! HAHA! I just find it so funny. I laughed out loud when I opened the packed. I mean...12 jars! They now have a special spot in my room.

Now the question is...What am I to do with all the Peanut Butter?! :D