Before I begin my post, let me just apologize for my obvious obsession with alliteration ( “Sandy Sunday,” “Bordeom–> Butter,” “Meatball Monday”). Listing those out right then made me realize the full extent of my problem, but hey, YOTO, so sorry, I’m not actually that sorry. Anyways, this chick Sandy is really causing the quite the firestorm (semi-pun–intended). Apparently all the schools on the eastern seaboard have been closed? Hurricane days in Long Island, New York…is that for real? I am sure you are sensing my envy. In my entire college career I have never once wished I was back in high school, until now. What iIwould do for a “hurricane day…” Pathetic.
Luckily, Sandy did not cause any problems for my mom, who was in Durham for the weekend for Parent’s Weekend. My mom flew into Durham with no problems on Friday, and she flew back to New York this morning without delay. It was so nice having her here for the weekend, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t wish Sandy picked up her pace and trapped my mom in Durham for a little longer. It’s okay though, Sandy, I’ll forgive you.
On Saturday morning, my mom, my sister, and I walked in my sorority’s 5k walk/run. All of the funds raised were donated to a camp that children with cancer attended during the summer. The 5k was on the Washington Duke Inn’s trail, which cuts through the Duke Forrest–it is so beautiful. I couldn’t believe i had never done it before–such good exercise, and with the right company, so much fun! After the walk, we were naturally ravenous (this is me, we are talking about!), so we went to one of my favorite places in Durham for lunch, and their amazing cookies–Foster’s!!! My mom had a house-roasted ham and brie panini, and my sister and i had thai chicken wraps. The wraps were okay–they did the trick, but they didn’t really hit “the spot”… rather disappointing. It’s okay, though because we satisfied over otherwise dissatisfaction with chocolate whopper cookies and the best macaroons I have ever tasted–so caramelized and crispy, they almost tasked like caramel. Good thing we spent the next few hours walking around and shopping! Definitely needed a little exercise and retail therapy.
So, on this “Sandy Sunday,” I am lying in my warm apartment, entranced by the smell of cupcakes (my roommate made her friend funfetti ones!!), avoiding my homework (i’ll reget that), and having a rather nice time. The only thing that can make this better is the honey crisp apple I’m about to eat! GET AT ME SANDY!