Abzilla and pad Thai

Yesterday I got my first care package since moving to my new location! I'm not going to lie, I squeaked with excitement when the mail guy hand delivered my package to me! After the office had a nice laugh about that squeak, I sat down and pulled out my large and extremely manly pocket knife to open my box.

Haha they had a good laugh at my baby-knife too! In my defense, I do have a big dangerous and intimidating-looking Gerber knife (courtesy of Matt). I just stopped wearing it because I didn't bring a knife sharpener with me, and it got dull! 

 Anyways once I got my box open I got to dig through my loot. My wonderful parents sent me lots and lots of crystal light becuase they know that all they've got to drink out here is water, soda (which I try to avoid) and V8 juice, which I avidly drink, but I can only have so many veggie purees in a day..! They also packed my box with cheetos and microwavable pad thai noodles! For those of you that don't know, I love pad thai. What I love even more than the pad thai itself is the Hoisin sauce that my parents sent to go in the noodles! I love that stuff! It's so good, seriously- a little dollop of Asian heaven. 

Matt likes to laugh at me because despite adoring the stuff I can never remember what it's called so I finally gave up and I just call it Hooter Sauce (even though it is not from hooters and tastes absolutely nothing like their hot wings) because that was always the word that popped in my head instead of Hoisin. Oops :)

After getting past the food, I saw that my mom also sent me a couple boxes of band-aids. Being the nurse that she is, I should have expected them, especially after I complained to my mom that my fingers are always bleeding because my skin gets dry and cracks! She also added some GOOD tweezers to the mix. Thanks mom! At least I know that you read my blog! Even though you (and anyone else that reads) don't leave comments.. 

Finally, once I got to the bottom of the box I found drawing from my niece :) What's even cuter than the drawings is that for some reason, she now calls herself "Abzilla"! 

Cute kid. 

So after digging through my treats, I wrote my name all over everything (the rule in the office is :No name, fair game!) had to find somewhere to put them. I am still too bitter to leave anything just lying out. -- For those of you that don't know; A few days ago I was showering and while in the shower some little zero-integrity, poorly-raised, brat stole my sunglasses! The culprit walked right up to my shower stall as I was in there and rifled through my shower caddy, just to steal my good Oakley shades! I'll stop ranting there so I don't get myself worked up about the situation, but you can imagine that I was pretty peeved. 

So after looking around I found some personal semi-private shelves :)

Don't mind the V8, lotion, UT coffee mug or random office supplies. Notice the support beam under my desk? I like to call that Shelf 1. 

And there you see shelf 2! 

I told y'all my desk was plywood and 2x4s.. 

After I stacked my noodles like edible jenga, I impatiently waited for dinner time (since I already had lunch, as you can see in the Shelf 2 picture) then I heated up some pad thai! 

After gorging myself for 20 minutes I realized that there was a firm 0% chance of me finishing my noodles. So I did what any food-hoarder, or deployed soldier would do.. I packed it up and took it back to my room with me! That was last night, and today I am happily typing this up and eating my cold, boxed dinner :) 

If I don't write any more posts, you know it's because I gave myself food poisoning from eating left overs! Speaking of which.. I have a pretty entertaining story that involves me, my bestest friend, the Army and unrefridgerated left-overs.. But I'lll save that for another day!