- Let’s Make a Deal 8.165
- The Price is Right 45.17
- iZombie 2.4, 2.5, 2.6, 2.7, 2.8, 2.9, 2.10
- Say Yes to The Dress 15.8, 15.9
- Catfish 6.12
- The Amazing Race 29.9, 29.10
This morning, I woke up to the sun shining through the blinds at 8 in the morning. I decided to go back to bed until 9 because I didn’t really have anything to do at 8 am. At 9, I went downstairs and turned the TV onto CBS, like I do every morning, and made scrambled eggs for breakfast. I had a headache when I woke up, so what did I do? I drank water. But also, I drank coffee even though I knew coffee would probably make it worse.
After watching daytime television, I helped my dad organize the garage. You see, my dad sells Legos and our garage is full of them. A few months ago, he decided to store some boxes upstairs in our guest bedroom. That probably wasn’t the greatest idea because we had to bring them back into the garage. So, after many trips up and down the stairs, we still didn’t finish. We’re still not done, so YAY more heavy lifting in the nearby future!
My dad ended up leaving me alone in the house because he had to take Erica to her violin lessons. I ended up just watching TV and playing Township on my iPod. I watched a lot of iZombie today, and as I was bringing a few more boxes into the dark garage while my dad was away, my brain was telling me, “THERE’S A ZOMBIE IN HERE.” Needless to say, there was NOT a zombie in my garage amongst all the boxes. I’m not even afraid of zombies (?), my brain is just super imaginative, which brings me to my next point.
My dad and I found a box in the garage labelled, “crafts.” Inside that old, plastic, storage container were some beautiful art projects I had made when I was 8. Apparently, I had a HUGE obsession with some books. The only drawing in the box was of Sheltie the Shetland Pony; the book is currently being sold by Amazon for 25 cents. The other art projects were foam sheets with foam stickers and writing in washable marker on them. One foam sheet just had my name on it and Erica’s name on it with our ages next to our names. I’m sure there was a reason I did that (there probably wasn’t). There was a foam sheet with just the leftover foam letters stuck onto it. And the last couple foam sheets I seemed to have worked really hard on. So, I used to love reading this series called The Jewel Kingdom as a kid; the books, if bought new, are selling for around 56 dollars each. I kind of wish my parents had bought me the books so that I could sell them now. Anyway, in the Jewel Kingdom books, there are four sisters who each are in charge of a different powerful jewel. Apparently, a few of my friends and I pretended to be each of these princesses. I was Emily: the emerald princess. On this sheet, I had written down the four jewels, our four names, and the names of the princesses. I guess I just wanted written proof that I was the emerald princess.
When my mom came home, she, my sister, and I played a new game that we bought. It’s called Sheriff of Nottingham, but I like to call it Shrek of Nottingham because they use a very similar font to the Shrek font. It’s a super fun game filled with LIES; that’s what makes it fun. My mom actually won once because she lied A LOT. I don’t mean to sound surprised (sorry mom if you’re reading this), but Erica and I had played before and she hadn’t.