Bloody Nose

So I was just on the phone talking to Stef about her engagement, casually picking my nose. I wouldn't even really call it "picking" though. I was more just scraping the sides to make sure it was all clean, and then BAM! I nicked myself. I knew as soon as I didn't. What I didn't know was that it would cause me to have the worst bloody nose of my life. It was pouring out. So gross.

Yes, I stayed on the phone with Stef through the whole ordeal. And if anyone is wondering, I nicked the piece of cartilage stuff separating my two nostrils. Apparently I should cut my fingernails. 

Melted Mallows

You know that metal vent-looking thing at the back of the stovetop? 

Turns out it doesn't just sit there doing nothing. It is a vent for the oven. And when you use the oven it heats up. And melts your bag of marshmallows. 

So I was making this delicious, brownie, marshmallowey goodness tonight that I saw on pinterest.

I had just barely put the marshmallows on it, and I put the bag of mallows on the stove top that wasn't being used. 

A few minutes later the dessert was done baking, so David and I started cleaning up, and that's when we found this.

The bottom of the bag and the mallows there had melted onto/into the oven vent. 

My fingers will probably be sticky for the next week from cleaning this up. 

Jokes

Talking about Valentines Day:

David: "I'm getting you something but it's small."
Amanda: "I know."
David: "I mean, like, really small."
Amanda: "Like a tiny little diamond?"
*laughter*

Manda's got jokes. 

Engineering

It is really common in engineering to take a dog bone shaped piece of material, pull on it, and figure out it's stiffness. We were talking about it in my composites class today and this happened.

Teacher: "Why is it a dog bone?"
Class: "So when the stress concentrations build appear it fails in the middle rather than at the ends."
Me: "Uhh, because it looks like one..."

Toothpaste

I brushed my teeth this morning before David. He went to brush his teeth later and couldn't find the toothpaste.

David: "Amanda, where's the toothpaste?"
Me: "I dunno, why?"
David: "I'm about to brush my teeth and you were the last one to use it."
Me: "I remember using it this morning." *starts rummaging around the cupboard below the sink* "I didn't leave the bathroom. I don't know where I put it!"

We look in all the normal-ish places for a few minutes.

Me: "We have an extra. Just use it."
David: "Okay. The old one was almost empty anyways."
Me: "It was more than halfway full, but thanks for trying to make it better."

Two hours later...

Me: "I FOUND THE TOOTHPASTE!"
David: "Where?"
Me: "In with the q-tips. I didn't even use q-tips this morning!"

How can I tell?

David picks me up from school and I immediately say, "spending a lot of time playing your computer game, eh?"

He wonders how I know.

The headphone dent in his hair will be our little secret...

Haircut

I cut David's hair today with clippers. The plan was that I get to cut his hair however I want, and if it is ugly we will just buzz his whole head. I started with no guard on the clippers. The haircut looked decent, but obviously not professional. We both decided it would be better to buzz his hair.

That's when I noticed I hadn't been as delicate as I had thought when I wasn't using the guard.

I'm just hoping it will grow out in a couple days.