Cream Cheese Frosting

Last night Princess Aurora made cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting. When she was done with them I ate a big glob of frosting out of the bowl. She was about to make more anyways... My roommate Baby saw me eat it and wanted some too so I got some for her on a spoon. About an hour later all of us were cleaning up the kitchen. In order to extend the length of my sugar high, I grabbed some cinnamon-sugar off the empty pan and put it in my mouth. Then Baby came and put a big spoonful of frosting off a spoon in my mouth. I ran to the trash can and spat out a whole mouthful of cream cheese. I then proceeded to the sink where I rinsed out my mouth multiple times. Baby looked horrified, but at the same time was laughing. Everyone else was laughing too. I think I prefer cream cheese to be on my bagel.

Horror film in real life

So I was goofing off with my roommates on skype. I was in my room video chatting with two others. Princess Aurora started teasing me so I ran into the other room to tackle her. When we settled down we looked on the computer screen and realized that my skype was still running and staring at an empty wall. As we stared at my empty wall, all of the sudden another of my roommates popped her head into the vision of the camera for a split second before pulling out again. All of us screamed! We did not expect that to happen!

Socks at Bedtime

I realized that it was starting to get cold here again when I wore socks to bed the other night. I never where socks to bed! Socks have to be one of the most annoying things to wear when I am sleeping. When I crawl under my warm, cozy blankets and snuggle up and my socks are bunching up and sliding around on my feet every time I move, I get annoyed. I used to wear socks to bed every night, and every morning when I woke up my socks were mysteriously missing. So now when I am laying in bed trying to sleep, if I am wearing socks all I can think of is how my socks are going to be off my feet by morning. Before they are even close to off my feet I can feel the gravity of the earth wiggling them off my feet. Pretty soon they start to itch and my toes cannot stay still. I squirm uncomfortably to adjust the socks on my feet. The more I fix them, the more bothersome they become. Pretty soon I either kick them off or pull them off and throw them off to the side of my bed. Awww... sweet relief. I can finally sleep in peace now that those pesky socks are off my feet. My feet can breath freely and best of all, when I wake up my feet will be just the way I left them when I went to sleep. So needless to say, if I am wearing socks to bed, I am freezing my butt off.