Brains a la Mode... And Other Exciting Adventures From My Weekend Trip Home!

I went back home to the rural Toledo area this weekend and it has been a doozy! My classes on Friday were cancelled, and with a desperate plea from one of my besties to come and help clean her house before moving, I made the exciting 1 hour and 45 minute drive to Archbold. The drive was fine and dandy until I got to the point where the turnpike changes from six lanes to four. Normally this is okay, except this time coming some stupid-ass truck driver decided that he was going to go into the fast lane and block all traffic while he slowly passed about 4-5 other semi's. While everyone was going about 60mph because of this truck driver, it was also snowing like crazy, and everyones tires were kicking up the disgusting slush/snow/mud mixture that was on the road, making it nearly impossible for me to see, even with wiper fluid constantly running. Anyway, when I finally got off the turnpike, I agreed to meet my friend Anna at Walmart to do a little grocery shopping for our dinner that night (recipe courtesy of Buddy Valastro, a.k.a. The Cake Boss). The dinner was amazing, but way too time consuming as it took us nearly 3 hours to finish! We capped off the night with DVRed episodes of American Idol. I haven't been watching this season, but with the two episodes we did watch, I have decided that Steven Tyler is hilarious!!! (Ex. "Well hellfire, save matches, f*ck a duck, and see what hatches!")

My second day back home was just as exciting as the one before. There had been plans to go to my friend Brittany's house to clean and organize things to prepare for her move to her new apartment. After she, my other friend Carrie and I spent about two hours at the new apartment marveling at the space and planning on the future set-up of it, and then spending another hour and a half to two hours at Mancino's having lunch, it was time to leave. Needless to say, we didn't clean. Then it was back to Anna's house with Carrie. We went to see "The King's Speech" which was absolutely amazing! It had basically half the cast of Harry Potter in it (Bellatrix, Wormtail, and Dumbledore) plus Barbossa from Pirates of the Caribbean! I was thinking during this whole thing "All these people are connected to some of my favorite movies! This has to be good!" And it was! Surprisingly, the funniest and best line of the movie came when the King (played by Collin Firth [hottie alert!]) was in a session with his speech therapist. His therapist noticed that the King didn't stutter when he was mad about something and cursed. So, a series of weak cursings happened, and being thoroughly disappointed, the therapist says, "You can do better than that!" The best line of the movie happened next. "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCKIDY, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK FUCK...TITS!!!!" Everyone lost it, and now it has become one of the many movie quotes of my life, though we mostly say "FFFFFFFFFFF...T!" instead of the unnecessary screaming of the "f" word. We mused about this and other things back at Anna's until nearly three in the morning!

Saturday got off to a slow start, but BOY did it end with a bang! Not having had enough time with each other, the three bestie Musketeers (meaning Brittany, Carrie and I) decided to have dinner at a local Mexican restaurant. The food, company, and conversation was amazing, and my margaretta had a little too much tequilla in it! Luckily it wore off about an hour later. Carrie and I parted ways from our other bestie and made our way (quickly I might add) to DQ for a half off ice cream cake! Oh, how that cake would determine our fate later that night! We giddily made our way over to Carrie's mom's to pick up her cats that had been staying there for a couple of days and to drop off a piece of the ice cream cake as payment for the trouble of having the cats in Carrie's mom's house. We stayed there for about 20 minutes before leaving... with the ice cream cake on the floor of the back seat of the car. Being the middle of winter, obviously we had the heat on in the car, and also being girls with imperfect circulation in our legs, the heat was on the floor. Carrie was worried that the ice cream cake would melt if it was on the floor instead of being on the actual seat. We both decided that it was a good idea to stop and move the ice cream cake. Also, being in the middle of the country and being about 9:30 at night, there was really no one anywhere on the roads. I told Carrie to just stop on the road with her hazards on to move the cake. Apparently, she decided it would be better to pull off the side of the road into a "driveway" and move the cake. Only we didn't stop in a driveway. We stopped in a half ditch with about 7 inches of snow which was also in front of a mini-graveyard. Needless to say... we were stuck. The fact that we had gotten stuck on the side of the road out of sheer lack of common sense and the need to make sure that our precious ice cream cake didn't melt, and the fact that we were a company of two 20-somethings and two cats in front of a graveyard caused a breakout of laughter for about 10 minutes before we got our bearings. Every time we called to tell someone about our plight, a new wave of laughter broke out. We waited about 30 minutes for a tow truck to come and get us out, hoping against hope that the zombies from the graveyard would not feel the need to come eat our brains, with a topping of ice cream cake!! (Hence, Brains a la mode!) Having the hazards on also caused the battery to drain, and a broken cable for popping the hood caused another 15 minute delay. We finally got out of the snow and made our way back to Napoleon. We rented "Eat. Pray. Love." and regrettably decided on the Director's Cut. It was a good movie apart from Julia Roberts being called "Groceries" by this annoying middle-aged man she met in India, but it was about 2:30 in the morning before the movie was over and we both lovingly welcomed the softness of our beds.

Besides the fact that I was waken up by a crazy cat running around the room and across the top of me at 6 a.m., it was an enjoyable night. Now I'm sitting here enjoying the last day I have at home with my beloved bestie, Carrie, awaiting the scrumptiousness of her "famous goulash" and dreading the drive back to school and having to wake up at 6 in the morning for my four back-to-back classes tomorrow. Oh well, c'est la vie!!