The Allergy I Love The Most

Sunday before last I went on an impromptu vacation to visit Ad in Shepherdstown, WV for a few days! Sars came to town to pick me up and we started our journey to the eastern panhandle!

When we got to Shepherdstown we saw this crocheted bear: So the next day we ran off to DC and visited the Natural History Museum:

...and learned a few things like:

While in DC, we went to Chinatown and ate sushi & drank mojitos... kinda ironic, huh?

We also walked around and shopped:

I also got a delicious cupcake from the Red Velvet Cupcakery! It was a black velvet cupcake with chocolate buttercream and crystalized violet petals sprinkled on top!

We then made our way back to Shepherdstown. This is Ad's door:

Here are some sugary grapes I got to add to Ad's rumtopf (last pic)! Here is what Wikipedia has to say about rumtopf.

The time I spent in Shepherdstown/DC, my allergies progressively got worse and worse. I sneezed constantly, my head hurt, my nosed drained, and my sinuses ached! I had never had such a severe reaction to a place. So we said that I was allergic to Ad's house, which was sad cause I love Ad! Sars and I left that Tuesday, and I started having a fever on the car ride home... not fun. That didn't stop us from eating at the Black Bear in Morganhole on our way back! I can blame it on that town that started me having the fever! I got all jittery just being back there!

My time with my 2 BFFs was totally fun and I would visit Ad anytime, even though I am allergic!

My Story (of the past couple years) Condensed - Part 1

I am a born-again student when it comes to going to college. I first attended Marshall University in August of 2000 and graduated in December of 2004 with a degree in biology. I had all intentions of going to vet school, but [fortunately] the vet school gods did not accept me 2 years in a row. During that time, I worked for the local Animal ER which deterred me from trying the third time. I am glad I found out I didn’t want to do something before I had to pay for it. My only problem was figuring out what I did want to do since I had wanted to be a veterinarian since kindergarten and didn‘t have a back-up plan.

I knew I liked working with my hands. I knew I didn’t want to be the person in-charge. I knew I would like to work by myself, but also be able to help people. And I knew I did not want to work in a hospital. I had to think of things that interested me, preferably something in the medical-related field. I kept having the thought of going to see my Papa in Wayne after getting my teeth cleaned and him whistling and saying “I can’t see those teeth are so bright!”. Then I thought of how I would always trick my mom after coming home from a dentist’s appointment (something I still do to this day!) by telling her I had a cavity, which in reality I’ve never had one, but she still had the same astonished reaction every time. I always loved going to the dentist most likely for these reasons. This led me to going to dental hygiene school.

It was all a whirlwind after that decision. I remember deciding whether I wanted to go into an associate’s program for 2 years or get another baccalaureate’s degree and go for only 3 years. I still can’t remember what made me stay in West Virginia, probably in-state tuition and the fact I love WV, but I applied to WVU pretty much right at the deadline. I also remember having to do some extra stuff cause I turned in all my paperwork so late. I got excepted as an outstanding sophomore in the fall of 2007.

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TODAY: Had my last final of the semester! Missed 22 out of 150 and still got a 96%. Please tell me how that happens, but I'm really not complaining! I went to Black Bear to eat with Rachel and Kristen for lunch. I have to study for boards tonight. I really want ice cream badly. And tell me how my nail polish always chips a couple hours after I paint my nails?