Good with the bad

Yesterday I received my cruise documents. Now my vacation suddenly seems like a real thing.

Unfortunately, I also had to get my front tires replaced yesterday. $211.00. Ouch. I'm just a little more broke now.

That was money I could've spent on the cruise.

A delicious weekend

I went on a culinary adventure.

The weekend's menu consisted of:

Chicken breasts stuffed with sun-dried tomatoes
Shallot parmesan rice pilaf
Gingerbread with a lemon glaze
Salad Nicoise (Made by Josh's parents)

I've never felt so accomplished in the kitchen until I made that chicken. I still can't stop thinking about it.

New home

I have moved into my new apartment/condo. It's okay. I think I miss living with my old roommate. At least we knew each other from work.

Maybe things will get better once I have an internet connection again.

And Valentine's Day didn't turn out to be so bad after all (apart from the moving). Josh wound up surprising me with a dozen roses, chocolate, and a huge labrador retriever stuffed animal on Friday the 13th.

True to his word, it wasn't on Valentine's Day.

Depressed or Crazy?

I am at an impasse.

My boyfriend doesn't believe in doing romantic things just because it's Valentine's Day.

Fine.

But now flowers are being delivered to the women I work with and I can't help thinking that it'd be nice to be thought of like that. Then again, anything would brighten up my day at the Conk. It's hard to approach this subject because no matter what, I'll sound needy, but it's hard not to be needy when your boyfriend doesn't seem to care when you have a bad day.

"What do you want me to do about it?!" is the response I get.

I suppose I should start listening to the magazines that tell me this is how men react.

Do you not like having a clean car?

Apparently, I have all of Scotland scattered on my backseat. It's just that messy.

Or my passenger is overly picky.

I'm leaning towards the latter.

In other news, I played with a Shiba-Inu puppy last night. It was so cute. I now know what kind of dog I want when I grow up... if I ever do.

This puppy was so excited to be playing that he was running all over the playroom and wound up running into a wall head-first. Sounds like my kind of dog.

A new home

Sadly, my time here at Jackson is over. I've found a new place to live in Freehold, not too far from my current residence, so I can still keep company with my current roommate. It was fun, but this new place seems nice. My new roommate has a dog too!

I'll be moving President's Weekend.

Got flu?

As usual, my yearly sickness rolled around the end of last week. My nose is red from all the tissues and I sleep half the day away without even knowing it. I think I'm getting better, thanks to Josh's patience, but I don't think eating wasabi did anything special to my germs.

Yahoo.... better just in time for the Superbowl.