Pimento Cheese Black Market

Sadly, I have to admit I have an addiction. It's not just me - it's my family too. I may be a BIT worse than they are, yet still, I'm not alone. Living in the South - we do love our food. One of the very Southern items we love is pimento cheese. We even have our favorite brand - Palmetto Farms. This is where it starts to get ugly. You see, Winn Dixie, the ONLY grocery store where my FAVORITE brand of pimento cheese is sold, has closed ALL of it's stores in NC, SC and I believe parts of GA as well. I have tried many different brands and have been unsuccessful in finding a replacement. So, I started searching the internet for the manufacturer - no luck. I then sent Winn Dixie themselves an email asking if I could order it online through them, only to find out that I cannot AND they are the ONLY distributor of the brand. I have been assigned a case number with Winn Dixie, in case they ever offer online sales (how sad is that) I do however have a solution - there are still stores open in Alabama. My little brother is in school in Alabama. We have arranged a deal where I will put $$ in his account for him to bring back pimento cheese - possibly by the case - and we will sell this fabulous spread to the masses here in WNC who have been deprived of this as well. OK, well maybe not, but it sounds like a good idea. He is going to really bring me some back, but I wouldn't want to part with it by selling to others. Don't mess with a Southern girl and her food.

Post in the works for 3 months

I know, it's horribly sad, but oh well. I do have an excuse - school, but there is also the fact that the LAST thing I really want to do when I get home from sitting in front of a computer all day at work, is get on the computer again. Hope has tried to convince me to seperate in my head my work computer from my home computer - which they are of course physcially, yet mentally - it's still a computer. It's evil, makes horrible noises sometimes, screams at me and goes unbelievably slow - just to aggrevate me. So, this is also another reason for my lack of posting - but I promise to try and be better over the summer.....

So here it is - what I have been meaning to post for 3 months now.

A friend of mine sent me this fun email (can't even remember who sent it originally now) where you had to describe them in ONE word. Then you were to send it on to your friends and family. It was so fun to get all the answers back to see what people thought about you. Here were some of my responses:

Dynamic
Beautiful
Fun
Generous
LUMINOUS (my FAVORITE - thanks Emily)
Sweet
Flirty-fun (ok, so it's two words)
Rockin'
Fun-Loving
Caring

Luckily no one said anything horrible about me, that was very nice of them. It was quite a self esteem booster. As was this assignment I had to do for my communications class - a Johari Window

Shoddy haircut leads to house fire and death of beloved dog

Yes, this could be a headline sometime in the near future in my area. Let me explain - a few weeks ago, I went with my very good friend Hope to her hair salon. We were out for the day doing wedding stuff and she had an appointment, so I went alog. AND since I needed a hair cut as well, we decided to see if someone at the salon could do my hair as well, since normally, I would just go to Wal-Mart and get it cut. We thought we were SOOOO lucky when someone else was free. Side note - this was NOT the Wal-Mart salon, it was a very nice salon. So, I got my hair cut - decided to opt out of the blow dry, since that made it even more expensive. Well I dried my hair as I normally do, and noticed that my left side was doing the dreaded flip. I kept working at it and could not get that side to turn under - the right side was perfect as always. So when my hair was perfectly dry, I started to freak out - WHY IS MY VERY SIMPLE YET STYLISH HAIR CUT, NOT WORKING??!?!?!?!! Hope's very sweet hairstylist offered to help me fix it with the curling iron and it sort of looked better. I kept hoping this was just a fluke. I soon found out it wasn't. The first time I washed and dried my hair I was filled with anxiety, hoping it was all just a very bad dream. I begin to notice it happening - the flip AGAIN. I fought and fought with it, trying to prevent it from happening, yet despite my best efforts, it happened. This is where the paranoia sets in - I had to use a curling iron. Yes, this doesn't seem to be something to set fear in the heart of a 26 year old woman, but apparently it is for me. See, I have never had to use a curling iron. I have ALWAYS had hairstyles that require little, to no maintenance. Needless to say, having to use said curling iron has turned my world upside down. Every morning I have to use this horrid device. And every morning on my way to work I begin to panic - wondering - Did I turn it off? What if I didn't turn it off? What if the house burns down? Even worse - WHAT IF LUCY BURNS TO DEATH IN THE FIRE???? (my dog) I have turned around and gone back to check this a few times - it's ridiculous. I have left a curling iron rule my life. I need serious help :) Or a better haircut - which I will be receiving in T-Minus 13 days and counting.