Here's what has been going down, in no particular order.
My family and I rafted down some serious white water rapids. As in, our bodies rafted down, because we found it impossible to stay in the darn raft. I'll include some super-de-duper pics at the bottom.
I saw Les Mis. This wasn't planned before my last post, which says to me that the universe is smiling upon me. Then I heard that Taylor Swift was cast as Eponine in the upcoming film adaptation, which made me want to pull out my hair and question seriously if I should go back into the field of casting.
Or whether I should just go try out for the role myself. Love her, but let's not get overzealous. The T-Swizzle works best when confined to a blowout concert/sparkly dress/full band/millions of screaming tweens kinda box. A role built on sheer voice power and raw emotion? Oy, vey.
Go ahead and tell me that she can nail this. Start around 3:10 for the power notes. Les Miserable casting if I've ever seen it...
I lost my debit card. This caused a lack of sleep and one bleeding finger. (From the lack of sleep and the use of power tools. Don't ask.) This signified to me that the universe is definitely not smiling all the time.
I ate a whole lot of beans and rice, but mixed together in this wonderful Costa Rican concoction known as "Gallo Pinto."
I slept for approximately 12 hours a night for a 3 week period. It was so, so deceiving.
My family got down and funky. If you know what song I'm talking about, then you are definitely either my mother or father.
My rooms and I hung gold glitter wallpaper in my apartment. Here's the big letdown: The stuff doesn't really glitter. We are now looking into gold glitter spray paint. Like this.
Gaudy? Yes. Spectacular? Definitely.
I ate approximately one and a half boxes of Williams and Sonoma Peppermint Bark. Thank heavens this stuff is only available one time a year.
I bought a French Press coffee pot. It makes me feel worldly and fun for some reason. Maybe because it has the word "French" in it? I'm not going to debate this one too much, as I'm thinking I may fail in my reasoning...
I discovered that I am staying at a 100 year old castle in the middle of the mountains of Canada next week. Then I did a happy jig. Because, give me a break... this place is like a dream. Wow.
And last but not least, my dad got bit by a wild monkey. This was humorous at the time, perhaps not so humorous during the 4 rounds of rabies vaccines. We only wanted to say hi little buddy...
It's been an adventure, that's for sure. Here's to hoping the next three weeks are just as memorable, if not quite as rabid.
Here are a few more rafting pics in case you're needing a good laugh today...
Watch out for the branches!
My father, the rafting warrior.
Thanks for single-handedly saving the day, Dadio! It sure looks like we needed it!
Mom...
Success!
High five!
This place is ridiculously gorgeous...
And our final demise..
Going...
Going...
Gone.
If you ever go to Costa Rica, please, please go rafting. It's extraordinary.
