Truth Tuesday

• I have really been puppy hungry lately. Or I guess just pet hungry. Yes, I still love Luna. Very much so. Actually, I love her probably an unhealthy amount. But the thing is, I'm a girl who has always grown up with at least five pets. But alas, we cannot have a dog until we have a yard. I just can't stand keeping a dog cooped up in our apartment. And besides, I don't want my furniture ripped apart when we're not at home. 

• Today I decided to journey on over to the DI to look around. The DI is only a few blocks away from where I live. And the weather today. . .well, it's just splendid. So I had this bright idea to walk to the DI. But then I decided it would be more fun to ride my razor scooter. So I found a backpack big enough so I could fold the scooter up and place it inside. That way, no one would think I was stealing a razor scooter if there happened to be any at the DI. After I found the right size of backpack, I loaded it up with my wallet, lip gloss, cell phone, and other essentials. I most likely looked like a nut, with this huge backpack on and the handlebars of my scooter jutting out of the top. Yeah, a nut I was. Then after all that time and preparation, I made my way down the sidewalk when suddenly I had an epiphany. "Oh dear," I thought, "what if I find the perfect coffee table or chair? How will I get it home? Will it fit on my scooter?" And that one thought made me throw all my hard work from the last half an hour out the window. I went back inside, unloaded the backpack, and drove to the DI. But I did roll the windows down. . .

• In case you are wondering why it took me half an hour to prepare the backpack, let me explain. When I was attempting to fold my scooter up, it just wouldn't fold. It made me so mad too that I about wanted to chuck it at the wall. But I controlled my crazy temper and instead I turned to YouTube. I found a video made by a very helpful boy who was probably about twelve and in his video, he explained to me how to put the handlebars down and fold the scooter up. He also advised me to not ride my scooter through the grass. It was a very helpful video.

• I may or may not have eaten Brian's leftover birthday cake for breakfast for the last two mornings. I can't help it. It's just sooooo good and chocolaty. And I don't want to see it go to waste. After all, I made it. 

• I think rugged men are sexy. Which is why Brian and I will be going camping in Arizona after finals end this week. Havasupai, here we come!