What’s Up?

Hello everyone! This post will be a little different than usual, but I wanted to give an update on what’s been going on with me lately. (Prepare for blabbing)

I would usually do this on a video, but you may know that my mind can often wander off and I loose track of what I want to really talk about. This way, I can organize my thoughts and say what I want more accurately. (Makes sense why I became a writer, now.)

Firstly, I am in the last two classes of my Associates Program in Graphic Design; graduating in August (because someone missed the deadline for May…) So, a big reason why I am not on here, or writing very much right now is because of those classes that I’m trying to focus on. It didn’t help either that about a week ago I lost my flash drive that had a huge project I was working on. My fault for not having a back-up, but still. I left it at school of all places and someone took it. That alone made my anxiety spike because not only did I have art working, and writings, I am not 100% sure if it had tax forms on it, too. When my identity is stolen, I guess we’ll find out for sure! Plus, it had things for Fliers on it and I’m never going to get them back. I’m still upset about it, but, can’t do anything about it now…

Snapchat-521393170I also joined Snapchat! If you want to add me, feel free. But just know, I rarely go on because I just don’t get you kids in your fancy phone apps. You can find me under ‘lauramaeauthor’.

I would love to see snaps of my book though, if you purchased it. I’ll ‘snap’ ya back! 🙂

Keep in mind, I am also on FB and Instagram and I am much more active on there.

 

 

 

My latest OBSESSION is tomatoes. I’ve always liked tomatoes since I was a kid, especially the little cherry tomatoes my mom used to grow in her garden. Just pluck ’em off and pop ’em in your mouth. So juicy and tangy. But like, lately, I eat/drink something tomato every single day. Any time I’m at the grocery store I have to pick up a few. I like to slice a whole tomato and put sea salt and parsley on top and eat it with breakfast. I eat it with a fork (most of the time). I have also been drinking Bloody Mary’s like they were just invented. There is always at least one bottle of V-8 handy, and all of the ingredients. (I make the best bloody mary’s by the way… hint: use dill pickle juice.) And lastly, I have been eating tortilla chips and salsa like crazy. It’s like my go-to snack when I get home from work. I’ve gobbled up an entire jar of salsa in one sitting. Seriously, I think I have a problem…

If you watched my Book Reveal video, you may have noticed that I was glasses-less. I just came into a new pair of contacts and I was so excited to not be wearing glasses anymore. If you didn’t know, I’ve only been wearing glasses for the past 3 years. Before that I was wearing contacts since I was 13? 14? Something like that. But about 3 years ago, I was done with wearing them, cause they would always bother me, and stuff would get in them. I just stuck with glasses; it was easier. When I got my tax return this year, I told myself I wanted to try contacts again. So I did. The place I went to was America’s Best. I’ve been there multiple times and it’s always been… okay. But this time was the last. Once my appointment was over, I talked to the lady about making sure I was getting the best contacts. (I wear hard ones, and the more expensive ones are worth it) I asked the woman, and she didn’t know what I was talking about, so she went to ask the doctor. He ended up telling her that he would have to look into and give me a call later. Well, I got no calls whatsoever. So I call about 2 weeks later asking what was going on. They were confused on what I was even talking about. And I think I waited a couple days for them to get ‘unconfused’ and I went into the store directly. I asked to just buy whatever contacts; I didn’t care. So the ‘Contacts Manager’ ordered me a pair and it was shipped to my house. Story over, right? Wrong.

I wore the contacts for a few days, and I could see way better, but they were irritating. I just took them out. I called the store to ask for a refund because I was unable to be comfortable in them. The woman on the phone told me to come in for an appt. (???) So I did, and I spoke to the eye doctor I had the first time. His answer was quick once he looked over my chart. He said “The contacts they (the ‘Contacts Manager’) ordered for you were the ones from 3 years ago. That brand is old and outdated… I’ll have them get pexels-photo-133021.jpegyou the new ones.” I rolled my eyes, but I said that was fine.

THREE WEEKS GO BY. I haven’t had a single effing call from anyone. So I call them. I ask where my contacts are. The lady on the phone says, “Well it looks like we put the order in for you on Friday.” (It was Monday of the next week; I ordered the replacement 3 weeks ago) I’m sure you can tell by now I was pretty pissed. So I went in the store and asked for a direct refund. The ‘Eyeglass Manager’ was not management-like at all, didn’t even introduce herself to me, just sat down across from me and stared. Like, where am I?! But luckily, I was able to get my full money back.

Just a little advice, when going to an eye doctor, go to a REAL eye doctor; not a retail store.

Anywho… that’s what’s been going on with me. I know, it’s really exciting. I don’t know how I deal with all of the agents wanting to cast me on reality shows. 😉 See ya! ##

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An outgoing, introverted writer who likes to lie about being outgoing. Talking to your cat at all hours of the night does not count as outgoing; but it doesn't stop her. She is also just as comfortable being at the beach as she is standing in a pile of cactus. If you want to really impress this unique specimen, offer her a box of your best wine.

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