As Charlie Sheen would say I am currently winning. I swear I have the best luck in the entire world. If you remember a while back, to be exact Memorial Day weekend I ran over a nail and got my first flat tire. This was my first flat tire and it completely caught me by surprise. I did however then feel like I would know the next time I had a flat. False I didn’t realize it, someone pointed it out to me. And wouldn’t you know it, it’s the same exact tire I popped a month ago. Luck is definitely on my side. I replaced my tire in June and everything has been running smoothly. Well last Wednesday I decided I would go to the farmers market, I should have just stayed home. Instead of running over a nail this time, I hit the curb. Apparently I hit the curb hard because it was enough to pop my tire and leave it completely flat.
After sweating my butt off trying to figure out what to do I found someone to fix my tire. I had stopped for lunch just up the road from school (walking distance) and knew there was a gas station/car fixeruper right down the road so I walked there and asked if they could help me. There was only one guy working so he couldn’t leave the store unattended. Next try AAA, after being on hold for 10 minutes and then having to answer questions I didn’t know the answers too, some guys who worked next the cafe I was at asked if I needed help. YES I NEEDED HELP! They offered to fix my tire for free and I watched. About 20 minutes later my spare tire was on and I was off to school just in time for class.
Thursday when I got up I immediately went back to the car place. I explained what had happened yesterday and if they could help me. The guy was super helpful and he went to find me a tire! I was a little worried he would try to rip me off, but I paid for my tire last month so I know exactly how much a tire should cost. He told me he would match the price because he could tell they were brand new tires. I told him how much I paid and he said he usually charges a mere 7$ more, $7 I can handle that. I can honestly say that now I feel confident enough to be able to change my tire by myself. After watching my dad do it for me the first time and then a second time by these guys I think I could do it. The guys at BP fixed my tire for me completely, it ended up costing a little less than what they told me and they did the job quickly. The guy that helped me told me to come back in before a road trip and he would fill my tires with air and check my oil. I will say I never really liked BP because of what happened with the oil spill and the way they went about fixing it (obviously that was not ever BP worker and I learned a lot about the spill in my law class) but I will definitely be giving this BP station my business in the future if I for some reason need help again. They were so friendly and helpful, it truly made this experience a whole lot better, and I didn’t even end up crying once…which is rare. I would say this is a
good rough start to being back in Baltimore for the summer.
The reason for my summer spent in Baltimore was so I could take two classes. One of these classes is to catch up on the class I had to drop in the spring and the second class is one so I can get ahead and not have to take it in the fall!! Originally I was told the teacher in the summer would be the same teacher I had in the fall, this concerned me because I am pretty sure the only reason I was doing so poorly was because of his teaching style. Well a couple of weeks ago I emailed him a question and he informed me he was no longer teaching the class. PRAISE THE SWEET LORD! Instead I have a new to Loyola teacher. My teacher has been out of college for four years where she worked with an accounting firm in Baltimore while working on her Masters and receiving her CPA. She recently decided what she actually wanted to do was teach Accounting. So she is going back to school to get her PHD so she can teach. I absolutely love her teaching style, she basically dumbs it down to the basics so we get the original gist. She told us the one thing she really wants us to get out of this class is all the basics so we can do everything. So far things have been going well.
My second class is Auditing. My teacher is a hoot. He makes outlines of all the chapters for us to have which is great, I feel like I have to read the chapters to get all the information though. I mean I guess that is what you are supposed to do anyways, but I usually struggle to keep up with all the reading. My goal though is to keep up with all the readings and hopefully be able to follow along 100%. With both classes the homework is based solely on our attempt to do it, which I think is a great thing for all teachers to do. I don’t worry that all my homework isn’t 100% correct, I can take the time to actually understand it. Although they both will say they will collect one homework assignment that would be graded, which I think is completely valid and is a nice grade booster for when you do, do your homework correctly. So far I am enjoying both classes and I hope it will keep up.
Last Sunday I filled up my tank and hit the road to Baltimore. Arriving a little after 1:30pm in the sweltering heat I unpacked the contour. I am temporarily living in one dorm room until the beginning of August and then I will move into my housing for the 2012/2013 school year. I was/am hesitant to unpack everything, but my room feels so lonely without all my stuff. I decided to keep a light fixture, my crock pot, my toaster oven, my blender, and my Panini maker still boxed up not unpacked. I mean the chances of me having to use those in the next week were small. I did however unpack my coffee maker because let’s be honest, I need my coffee. I also kept any clothing that would be considered clothing you would wear because you are cold. I am not cold, and I will not be cold in the next month because the weather is SO HOT here!
So once I decided what to unpack and what not to unpack, I continued to unpack and sweat buckets. As soon as I turned on my air conditioner I felt a million times better. I rearranged my room to try to make as much space as possible. I finally found a solution and I am happy with what I have, only problem is I will have to arrange it back once I move out…oh well. My friend Liz lives in Baltimore and she invited me over for dinner with her family. It was so nice to not have to cook on my first night back and it was a long time coming. We had so much to catch up on because I was abroad last fall, and she went abroad in the spring. It was the perfect start to my summer here in Baltimore!
No I am not talking about the mountain, I am talking about the ultimate ice cream sundae. Three days before I left for school I had a four way date with three of my friends from work. We all planned to cross something off our bucket-lists. This sundae is the mother of all sundaes. It is basically the size of 4 small sundaes. That means 4 LARGE scoops of ice cream, four mounds of whipped cream, four cherries, a banana, hot fudge, sprinkles, and nuts.
Our goal was to finish the whole thing, you think this may be easy but it is a lot more ice cream than you think. I thought “Oh I can do this, no problem give me half an hour.” FALSE 50 longggg minutes later I was rolling around on the ground holding my stomach as I took my last slurp. Slurp is NOT a word someone should use to describe ice cream, but by minute 50 the ice cream was melted and mixed with thick hot fudge, that was no longer hot. We all finished and I am so proud of us! We could barely look at ice cream the next day at work, but we made it through. Next on our list is the Vermontster from Ben&Jerry’s.
My last weekend at home was actually not spent at home. Maureen and I decided to take a little vacation to Cape Cod. We wanted to go last summer, but never got around to it so this summer it was on our to-do list. Because I had to cut that short July 6th was the only weekend that really worked. Maureen took off Friday so we could leave early and head down to beat the traffic. It worked for the most part, but we got stuck in maybe 15 minutes worth of traffic right outside the tunnels in Boston. Which in my opinion is really not that bad considering. Once we finally made it to the Cape we got settled in, made a grocery list and hit the grocery store. We stocked up on snacks and food for out meals. We didn’t want to eat out while we were there to save some money and I think we did a pretty good job!! After getting back to the condo we decided to walk around Osterville and explore a little, there wasn’t much to see but we spent about an hour just wandering in and out of stores. We had two options for beaches we could go to. One where we could walk, and one a little farther away that we could drive to. After a delish dinner of chicken and lots of pasta salad we decided that before we fell victim to a food coma we would walk to the beach. It ended up taking us about 15/20 minutes and it wasn’t a bad walk at all. After our sunset beach walk we rented a movie and passed out from exhaustion.
Saturday we had breakfast plans with my roommate Erin! The night before we decided we would have Erin drop us off at the beach and then we would walk home so we didn’t have to do toooooo much walking. Well when we got up and checked the weather our plans changed mighty quick. It was supposed to rain in the afternoon around 2pm and we did not want to get stuck walking about in the rain and possible thunder. So after catching up with Erin we decided to drive to the driveable beach so at least we could stick it out in my car if need be. We got to the beach around 10:30 and by noon it was raining. We refused to leave the beach because we had just paid 20 dollars for parking. So for the next 45 minutes we stuck it out while it rained, then passed, then rained again and finally started raining harder. We gave up along with a bunch of other people and headed back to the condo. What else is there to do on a rainy day than go to the movies? Which is exactly what we did, we drove to Hyannis to visit the tourist shops on the lookout for some decently priced jewelery. After accomplishing our jewelery journey we headed to the mall where we gawked over male stripper in the movie Magic Mike. To be honest I had high hopes for this movie and it let me down. Don’t get me wrong it was good, but the ending sucked and it could have been better.
Sunday morning we packed and cleaned the condo to the best of our ability before eating a small breakfast and hitting the road home. Maureen’s dad was having a birthday so we wanted to get home early so she could spend the day with him. Overall it was a great weekend away and I wish we could do it again, I guess there is always next year!