|Notice how I couldn't resist taking a bite out of one before snapping the photo.|
In other news, G and I finally beat Little Big Planet! The end was very challenging, as the end to any proper video game should be. We'll still be playing it a lot though, since we haven't collected all of the items on every level yet. Last week, I made some blackberry syrup, which really isn't too difficult unless you wait too long to strain out the berries and then it turns into blackberry jelly. It was super delicious with some homemade (not from a mix) pancakes on Saturday night. I even made one pancake into the shape of a heart for G, a sort of lopsided heart, but making pancakes into shapes is not an easy thing to do. We didn't do anything this weekend, aside from beating the game, except lay around watching scary movies and cuddling. He tried really hard to get me to watch a scary clown movie, but I refused because I am scared to death of clowns. Like if I see a clown in real life, I have to walk on the other side of the street and avoid eye contact with it. It's not because of any movies either. It's partially because of John Wayne Gacy and partially just because a smiling clown looks evil no matter what. After unsuccessfully trying to convince me to watch a scary clown movie for at least 20 minutes, he relented and we watched Hellraiser III, even though neither of us have seen the first two. We found out that you can still understand the third even if you haven't seen the first two, and it's kind of a dumb movie, but it was alright. I give it 3 out of 5 stars. I have discovered that I love Indian food, which I never had before meeting him. His mom brought some home for us on Saturday. (He lives with his mom right now, until he finishes his master's, because rent is free and college is expensive. He has the entire finished basement to himself.) Anyway, we had garlic naan and mango curry and lamb with some sort of delicious green sauce and saffron rice. It is my new favorite food. I also discovered that I no longer hate orange juice. I actually like it a lot. My grandparents always used to buy this really sour orange juice when I was growing up, so I thought I didn't like orange juice. Now that I realized that I like orange juice, I am going to drink a lot of it, so I hopefully will stop getting sick so often.
Having a boyfriend has been amazing for my self esteem. He tells me I'm beautiful all the time. On Sunday, I was getting ready for church and I didn't put on any makeup except foundation and he told me that I look so pretty all the boys at church are going to hit on me (which they did not). Anyway, I just took a random picture of myself. I haven't taken a shower today or brushed my hair, but I still think I look pretty good. And don't think I'm all full of myself or anything. I used to have zero self esteem, possibly a negative amount, so it's good that I can look at myself and not feel like I'm horribly unattractive.
|I love the way this shirt brings out the green in my eyes|
Check out this cool mural I saw when I was hanging out with my friend a few weeks ago. Dinosaurs, alien (plant?)s, and mutant flowers, oh my!