Sorry its so long but trust me, its entertaining....

Woke up this morning, it was sunny and nice. I went to shower (fast forward)stepped out of the tub, heard a loud bang! My house was pitch black and so was outside...I slowly made my way to find the light switch, all the while,praying I wouldn't bump into anyone and drop my towel (u know how my luck is). I got to the switch and the light came on for a minute then all power went out. Forced to get dressed by cellphone light-I decided its a jeans n hoodie type of day. I stuffed my feet into my trusty rain boots and left. Rushing to the metro station, I realized my feet hurt but ignored it and kept sloshing through the puddles.

(fast forward) I got into the office elevator and I hit the button over and over...no movement! I took a deep breath, got off and told the security by the door. No help. Agitated and running low on time, I took the stairs (my first time ever in this place so it was a little confusing). My boots were now killing me so I stopped and looked to see-they were on the wrong foot! Stupid black out! But I couldn't fix it, I needed to get to my desk. I found the office suite door. I rummaged through my purse and didn't find my office key!  I knocked on the door and pressed the door bell-NO HELP! Defeated I trudged up the stairs with my sore feet....The lobby was empty. I asked the parking attendant outside for help-apparently, he doesn't speak English.

I looked around the parking lot and alas! The janitor was on a cigarette break! I ran to him and asked him to let me in to my office. Even though I hate cigarettes, today I am VERY glad someone smokes!

So the weather man kept saying that it would rain last week. I carried my trusty new rainboots with me everywhere I went. No rain fell. Yesterday I left them at home (tired of carrying them). It rained. It poured. Like a hurricane. I was in sandals. Its supposed to rain today too...guess who's boots are still nice and cozy at home?

Sorry i'm taking so long to write lately, life has gotten a lil busier for me. Any how, i'm sure your entertainment caused by my silly adventures/misadventures more than makes up for it. So last weekend was my friend's...lets call her Licious...birthday. She requested that a bunch of us celebrate her bday by spending the day at Virginia Beach. Little did we know...what lay ahead....


I swear the beach isn't even on planet Earth! We drove forever and a day!!! We hit sooo much traffic, its really not even slightly believable. The a/c in the car was broken and unfortunately rolling down the windows only produced more heat...sigh...I  couldn't tell whether I fell asleep or fainted from heat exhaustion...

HOWEVER, I must admit that not only did we have an amazing driver who did her best to get us there quickly and safely but we also had a BLAST once we got to the beach! OMG! It was soooo fun! I loved it! We jumped around in the water as the waves crashed into us, knocking us over. We sat around on our towels, drank some brewskies, painted our nails and joked around. We also played soccer on the sand and watched a kiddie beach volleyball tournament. It was the most fun I have had in a while.

The Ride Back...
The ride back was um crazy....for lack of better words. Everyone including our driver was dead tired, no joke. So as she drove, she decided to pull over and take a power nap at a gas station parking lot.  I woke up to my friends screaming, bright lights flooding the car and our driver speeding and making a wild u turn in the street. I asked what happened. Apparently a man in a red pick up truck parked beside us in the lot and watched us sleep. Now he was tailgating us with his high beam lights on. I. was. scared. He revved his engine and sped up to our rear as if he was going to hit us but didn't. We turned and he turned, we sped up, he sped up. We went on the highway, he went on the highway. Luckily after some time had passed, he exited. The rest of the drive was thankfully uneventful. Once, home, all I could do was collapse on the bed. Making it back home felt oh so good.