Snake Phobia for the Win!

This week (another week that felt as though it would never end) there were several interesting things that occured. Lets start at the end of last week:               

Saturday's Ballroom Competition:
Unfortunately I couldn't convince my partner of last semester to come back this semester (he has classes on Tuesdays which means he thinks he can't come for anything). So I enjoyed the day chilling on the side watching. I also won a nice new duffel bag in a raffle (as the first number called too :D yay!). Here's a few of the pics I took that day:

Wednesday: After what has been the most confusing week of trying to shuffle around schedules to fit the ever changing timetables of my lectures and practicals lately, I attended the exotic animal review session before the practical for the class. Exotics here are rodents, birds, and reptiles not anything too interesting. I handled a few rabbits, guinea pigs, hamsters, rats and a chinchilla (a nasty diva named lady gaga) for the rodent side then for reptiles we met a bearded dragon (who has won me over and now I want one), a leopard gecko name Gordon, an African fat tailed gecko named Stevie, a tortoise (supposedly name 2), and Monty Python. Monty I felt absolutely no need to hold (although yes he was a nice python).

Thursday: After signing up for the next dance competition (in Birmingham! Next week!) on the "Need a Partner" list, I was sent a guy's name who I couldn't really remember from class. Even after meeting him, I still really don't know who he is... However it would make sense that I may not have seen him all that often, because I spent nearly 3 hours at the practice session trying to teach him the basic steps of cha cha cha, jive, waltz, and "quickie step".  This is a quick sketch of what I feel about the situation:

In case you're not sure what this is a picture of, it's my head down on my desk...

Today (TGIF): Went back for my exotic practical with my classmates this time. Was feeling pretty good, because I knew a bunch of the stuff that they went over. We then moved on to the reptiles, and last out were Monty and a corn snake, neither of which I wanted to hold (and the corn snake got pretty determined that I should) and my classmates stared a little. Ever get the feeling that something like this could come up again? I already know that if someone brings a snake in for my exam in April, I'm going to look at them, smile, and tell them to hold it. I'll give all the husbandry of it, and I'll touch it if I need to, but someone else is going to hold it.

And there is a quick summary of my week. I'm looking forward to tomorrow being a day to finally get some sleep and to do all the things I'm behind on (like buying groceries).

Competition Week!!!

This Saturday will be a ballroom dancing competition here in Edinburgh and I have signed up to be in it! There is so much that goes into prep for this thing. Costumes have to have certain regulations on them, accessories have to be gathered, hair and make-up products by the kilo have to be gathered, and emergency kits have to be assembled.

I have two possible outfits for the weekend. The first is a cute blue top with my faithful old black skirt and the second is the bridesmaid dress from this past summer. Either one will work for this (since I'm in the beginner/novice category I can't have sequins and fringes.... yet...) or I may end up wearing both, who knows!

Tonight we had a mini party with just the ladies (and one of the gents who also got prettified) and had a practice run of hair and make up, hence why I'm up later than I should be on a Monday night. I came back to my flat and none of my flat mates were wandering around to be able to see my pretty face in not even enough make-up that I will end up wearing this weekend.

This isn't a very good picture of it....

This is me with tons of hair spray on the front half of my hair, about an inch thick of foundation, tanner, blush, eye shadow, eye liner, lipstick, and mascara all generously applied and came wandering laughing that some how my flat mates were missing this (and they don't actually know I joined ballroom, hehehe). Still to be done for Saturday: more eye shadow, eye liner and tanner (that is not nearly enough) and hopefully in the right colors to match what I'm wearing, more hair spray to keep my bun in the back neat for an all day event, fake eye lashes to make me look dramatic, and accerries to make judges look across the room and say "Her, she looks good, next round." (apparently it also helps if you're tall for these things, not saying anything....)

I will try to take tons of pictures this weekend. I'm still a little depressed that I couldn't find my partner to make him sign up too so I wouldn't have to repair with a girl and learn some of the male steps in half a weeks time... on top of neurology (aka study of the brain, nerves, etc).

Looking ahead

Now that I am once again in the UK, I have to once again plan for the next 6 months in advance. This means I am setting up my lambing experience for my Easter break and am I am starting the almost as daunting task of looking into a flat for the rest of my time here. It will be an interesting search, as I have a list of things that I am looking for in a flat: proximity to the bus routes to school, ability to get to usual weekly destinations (i.e. church, dance class, knitting society), a space to have where I could have the possibility of entertaining guests (like feeding American food to British people and then laughing when they think it's weird), and I would really like to find a place where I can stay in it for the next 3 years so I won't continually moving in in August and Moving out in May. Of course, I have a few months on the housing front. On the lambing one, I have a possibility or two, but I'm still emailing people with nothing set (much to my dismay after the great fun of trying and failing to find something over the Christmas break). But I do have something to look forward to: on Sunday, I'm taking an extra class in Marine Mammal First Aid! It should be exciting and I can't wait :)

T. J. vs. T. K.

I've made it back to the UK, but my internal clock is still off. This morning I used some of my time while I couldn't fall back asleep to solve the dilemma of what came first: T. J. Maxx of the US or T. K. Maxx of the UK.

It is all documented in this wiki article: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TJX_Companies

To summarize, TJX companies was founded in America and used the T.J. Maxx name for their stores. After spreading across the US, they made another in the UK and changed the name for here to T.K. Maxx.

To summarize the summation, the US store came first, then the UK store. Who is copying whom?