Sara sans "h"

Things to remember after moving to the desert:
1. You will start to get tanner no matter how much SPF 75 sunscreen you use. I'm okay with being a bit more tan/less ghostly pale that I was, but it seems a bit ridiculous that even after generously applying and reapplying sunscreen I am still noticably darker.
2. 100 degrees is a nice break from the heat.
3. Where shade in the heat didn't make that much of a difference in the midwest because the humidity was so high you always felt like suffocating here it means the difference between life and death.
4. STOP FORGETTING TO PUT THE REFLECTOR THINGY IN THE DASH OF YOUR CAR SARA. One day my luck will have run out and they will find a baked Sara souflee because I forgot to put the sunshield up in my car when I ran into the grocery store.
5. Upper arm strength is key when you have to carry in all of the groceries ASAP so they don't die in the trunk of your car.
6. Do all of your baking at night. I started baking a chocolate cake after 9 because this way the house won't be unnecessarily heated during the day when it is god awful hot outside.
And last but certainly not least...
7. I really am a desert rat at heart. By far the most beautiful sunsets and natural scenery I can recall seeing in my time.

Realizations I have had at the idea of the end of the summer:
1. This is pretty much the last "summer" I am ever going to have. From now on, seasons will run together and really only be changes in the weather.
2. I have no desire to be near anyone dosey doeing. Especially when they are doing so to rap music. It is just criminal.
3. Texts can be very powerful. Especially when they are to Twitter.

So, only the first one really had anything to do with the end of the summer.
My mind just works in the way that it doesn't really work coherently.

My new goal in life is to get rid of the VIN number system. First off, those things are long and numbery and lettery and they serve no real purpose other than providing the government with another way to track us and our capitalistic purchases.
The second reason is because I have to look at them all day long now. They are in the system and on the forms and they are supposed to match but they don’t always. Did you know that if something matches, you make it yellow. If it doesn’t, it’s red.
Third and finally, the real reason, that N stands for number. Redundant much?

Yellow, red. Red, red, yellow. YELLOW!

My job is so boring.

It won't let me vlog an entire video. For some reason Youtube keeps cutting it off. I don't know. So this calls for a blog about things that make me angry.
1. When the internet won't work.
2. When pugs almost die. Percy can't breathe well enough to go for a few mile long walk. I found that out today.
3. Children that don't listen to me. Skyla seems to think that because she lives with us now that I have no jurisdiction. How wrong she is...
4. Abby leaving me for five days. She is my home boy friend. She can't leave me like that.
5. Flashing tiaras.
That's about it for right now. I miss Knox. And my brother. And, oddly enough, the cafeteria at Knox. This summer is going to be a long one.

And keep in mind that this final is all that is standing between me and the summer.
1. Walk on hot coals.
2. Write five other papers about better topics.
3. Eat whatever they make people eat on Fear Factor these days.
4. Contemplate extensively whether or not they even still have Fear Factor and then look it up online.
5. Baby-sit a prospective student that hates me.
6. Talk to the girl that had me as a prospective student. She hated me.
7. Start learning French. (For those of you who don't know, I hate French. I chose German because I can actually pronounce it.)
8. Pack. I hate packing.
So, basically, there are a myriad of things i would rather do than this final. Is it the final or the prospect of summer I am staving off? You decide. I already know the answer.