Movember!

Let's play some ketchup, shall we?

October went quickly!  But it was a fun-filled month:

:: I found my precious Bubblebear ice cream! They sell it from the dairy where it's made in Idaho Falls. So now I have to travel 30 minutes for my favorite ice cream flavor. Longest. 30. minutes. Ever.

:: Dr. Slaughter's is seriously the best Haunted House. It never fails to make me jumpy for the following 3 hours as well as make my voice raspy and my bladder empty. Wish I could go year-round. (jk, that's a lot of soiled pants.)

:: Does it defeat the purpose of working out if you eat 6 Broulim's cookies afterwards?

:: Cows like to be in selfies.

:: Going to a Haunted Mill with one other person is quite the adventure. Especially when that other person is a female as well. Sometimes you just have to join that awkward group of dating couples ahead of you because Slenderman on the rickety old bridge is chasing you. Sometimes you accidentally grab some random guy in front of you's shoe whilst on your hands and knees in a pitch black tunnel.

:: I met Brooks Forester from The Bachelorette!!! My life is complete. Cept he was totally metro. He said he liked my "style". What guy notices your clothes? A femme one. I asked Derek what I wore yesterday and he said "a shirt and some pants". And Brooks had the mannerisms of a woman. A womanly woman. I looked butch next to him.

:: Jackson Hole is a cute, fun little getaway from Rexburg! Also the place to buy overpriced huckleberry jam and pooping bear keychains. (I may have almost bought one. Almost.)

I am quite ticked at some companies right now. Everyone needs to stop being greedy and stop ripping people off. Mentos decreased their fruity packages by 1/3 and kept the price the same at $0.99! And the original size packages- now $1.29! It's ridiculous! As well as false advertising from Broulim's saying reduced price "SALE" on a bunch of items, but under the neon sale flap...SAME PRICE. ugh.

I need to adjust better to future plans that I cannot plan far in advance. There are so many unknowns in mine and Derek's lives right now and it's rather unnerving. I might have an ulcer. But we are working on taking it one day at a time. So for now, step one: both of us need internships starting in April. We'll keep ya posted.

I did, however have my last class registration ever! Holy amazingness! I'm pretty pumped for my Winter schedule. Derek and I have a class together! Yay! (Ballet is included, if you were wondering.) (Ballet is not the class I have with Derek. If you were wondering. I wish he was in it too.)

I have a bad habit of comparing every Mexican food I put into my mouth to Chipotle. Nothing has measured up. Not even Costa Vida. When I'm pregnant in 15 years, we will need to live by a Chipotle because I'm pretty sure my cravings for it will only get worse.

Tis the season...for no shave November! Derek is working on his stache (cuz this school prohibits men from being too attractive with facial scruff. Imagine the marriage rates if that rule was abolished. Sheesh.) and he gets extra credit for growing one (sign me up for that one! I been growin'

mine my whole life!  No seriously, I've never waxed. Sick, huh?) So I thought I would join in on the abolish-the-razor-for-30-days-a-thon. Maybe I'll donate my leg hair to locks of love afterwards! Charity, charity.