Cinco de Countdown

The countdown has begun!

ONE day until I graduate from Community College (with PTK honors!), before graduating from high school. (I'm sorry, I had to brag just a little bit.)
TWO days until I leave for Georgia, finally!
ONE month until I graduate from high school.
TWENTY NINE days until my graduation party.
Little over a MONTH until I move to Georgia!

I'm excited. Today was spent cleaning, packing, and tying up all my loose ends before I take a trip up to Georgia for two weeks. I have a hefty bit of extra stuff to pack and re-check that I've packed what with all of the Diabetes supplies. I need to make sure I have all of my insulin pens, needles, enough test strips to last me until I get back, my meter and one extra meter as back up, lancets and lots of extra lancets, glucose tabs, ketostix, Nutrition Facts Book, Diabetes-friendly snacks (lots of fresh fruit, popcorn, tuna, rice cakes, cucumbers, and Crystal Light), proper refrigeration/cooler for extra insulin... you get the point. I'm not a light traveler, I'm a "better safe than sorry so with that said let's pack up and bring the whole house" kind of person. Heh. Whatever I need to do to take care of myself, right?

In other news, this week has just been one of "those" weeks. Y'know, when everything breaks? A lightning surge from bad storms last month (last month, mind you!) caused the AC, refrigerator, dishwasher, and computers to completely crap out. The power, water, TV, phones, alarm, internet and washing machine already went too, but those were fixed last month and thankfully have caused no more trouble for the time being. So this morning come to find that everything in the fridge spoiled (I had to pack my insulin up and take it to the warehouse to keep it cool, thank goodness for back-up refrigerators in this heat!), we went out to breakfast at this cute little restaurant called Robinson's in downtown Apopka.

The food is cheap as dirt but thankfully the food does not taste like dirt. You get outstanding for what you pay for. Everything is super yummy, and the place has the cute little quaint small-town feel to it. You can just tell that all the people eating there are regular visitors. I perused through the menu and I was delighted to find upon consultation in my nutrition book that pancakes - one of my all-time favorite breakfast foods! - didn't have as many carbs as I thought (much to my surprise!) So, I got coffee, with sugar substitute (I should start remembering to bring Truvia packets with me), two pancakes (with sugar free syrup, of course), with two eggs and sausage. I saved one of the pancakes for later, but it was all delicious! I don't know if it is considered impolite to give yourself an insulin shot at the table but I have never really felt the need to hide it. It's such a bother to have to get up and go to the bathroom to do it sometimes... so I just put my arm up on the booth and gave myself a shot in the arm. There was a man behind me, but I didn't look at his face to see whether or not he was disgusted, sympathetic, or oblivious. I personally find that most people never even notice what is right in front of them, and that's why I do the insulin shots in public. No one ever really even notices.

On the way out my mom sends me back in to put the tip on the table and I walk past a group of 80 year old men at breakfast. Bless them! They said, "Excuse me, miss, but you can't be wearing that in public. You're making us look bad!" I wasn't exactly sure how to respond. I had put on a full-length sun dress this morning because it was just about the only thing I could wear without 1.) being in pain and 2.) showing off my awfully painful, splotchily-sunburnt legs. Yesterday I went to the beach and was SURE to stick a crapload of sunscreen on. However, I missed spots all up the back of my legs. I ended up lying on my stomach on a towel and taking a nap for two hours and when I got home I only then realized the red burns going up and down the lengths of my legs in uneven places. It's terrible! That might be my last trip to the beach before I move to Georgia and it was quite disappointing. What do I need to do to not get sunburnt, wear a parka?

But I digress. It amused me and yet at the same time I was slightly baffled as to whether these old men were simply having fun or if they were hitting on me. I smiled and exchanged a couple of comments with them before I left. What an interesting start to the day!

I was feeling in a crafty mood when I got home, then, and this is the product of my craftiness:

INSULIN PEN KOOZIES!

Oh yes. I went there. 

Insulin shots just got a whole lot more fun. I'm in love.

Can you believe I searched the entire internet and couldn't find anything like these?

There's me being way too excited.

This one up above is for Novolog (my fast-acting insulin).

OMG look! Insulin! (Just what I wanted for Christmas)

And opened, with needle still attached, which is a big no-no so please no one turn me into the Diabetes-Police.

This one is for Lantus (my long-acting insulin).

Curse you, stupid small needles of doom. We meet again. And you're so much less cute when you're naked, without your insulin koozie on.


So yes... as you can tell, I'm just biding my time until graduation Saturday morning and getting antsy and restless about my upcoming roadtrip. I just love a good roadtrip. I love packing my truck, making playlists on my ipod, buying snacks for the trip, cleaning my car, the whole nine yards. The only thing I dislike is paying for the gas and the fact that my truck lacks a CD Player and cruise control. But other than that, it promises to be a fun kick-off to my Summer Break!

Let the "Cinco de Countdown" begin!