My Cup Runneth Over

Today was like going to the produce section and not having to sift through every tomato to find a decent, ripe one...because every single one is perfect.

First off I had the best barrel of laughs in Spanish class. We were to stand up when our professor called on us and act out whatever particular verb or emotion he told us to in front of the class. My hilarious and adorable friend Steve (let it also be known that he is the only friend I've EVER made at school and we get along so well that we recently decided that he is the male version of myself) got the word, "asustado", which is "afraid" in English. So he made some weird face and we laughed. Then it was my turn. I always dread being singled out in that class because I am convinced that I am the only one in the room that isn't fluent in the language. Thank God I got a word I knew, "enfermo" which means "sick". I panicked slash spassed out a tad and started making a face like I was crying. Everyone sort of laughed but I thought I had done pretty well. Later Steve informed me that I should have sneezed. Or coughed. Either one of those would've mimed out "sick" a little better. Whatever. Totally not fair that the Spanish speakers get to take conversational courses and get A's. My teacher continued on to the girl that sits in front of me when all of a sudden, Andrew, who sits behind us and hasn't said A WORD all semester stands up and starts having some sort of attack that looks like a cross between a convulsion and a hip hop routine. He quickly regroups and proudly states, "BORRACHO"...(which means drunk in English)....I almost peed my pants. It was the most random display I've seen since my brother stood up in the High School Counselor's office and said, "I'M SEXUALLY ACTIVE!". There are some BIG time weirdos at my school.

After escuela I headed out to the lake house with Shelby; Bentley and Haleigh in tow. After trying to find a restaurant with a patio that allowed dogs (no luck)...we ate shrimp dip and lump crab cakes lunch at Lucky's overlooking the water. It was gorgeous. I could telepathically sense Will and Jason's extreme feelings of jealousy. We grabbed the dogs and headed to Wimberley Creek....our favorite spot in Texas, ate some Blue Bell, and sat in the water while Bentley swam like Michael Phelps.

Finish it off with dinner at Perico's with my mom and her NISD friends, Britt, 2 margs, and an impromptu trip to Academy at 9:30 to grab some Nikes. I could fill this blog with things to be thankful for.

Repeat Please.