5TH DECEMBER 2016
I’M POSTING EVERY DAY IN DECEMBER WITH THE LOW-DOWN ON MY DAY AND A PHOTO OF EACH
SILLY CUTE LITTLE CHRISTMAS THEMED DAD JOKE THAT APPEARS ON MY DAILY ADVENT CALENDAR DOORS!
I don’t know about you but
I’m feeling 22 nothing quite says ‘day off’ like doing absolutely nothing all day. I literally can’t win on my days off, though. Whenever my time off rolls around, I always feel like I’ve wasted them if I go out too much yet if I barely go out or don’t go out at all, it still feels wasted. Do you see my problem?
Today, at least, I did venture out for a little while. Myself and my boyf walked to my most local array of shops aka a pound stretchers, a Morrison’s and a Subway. There are a few more but those were the only ones relevant today. As I said in a previous post; it’s a small town. It’s my dads birthday today so I had to go out to see if I could buy some candles for his cake later. Ideally, I wanted one or several of those relight-able ones that I famously threw a tantrum over in my early teens because I felt they ruined my ‘make a wish’ moment or something, I guess. I was a massive brat back then, basically. So anyway, I couldn’t find any anywhere! Instead, I ended up buying candles posing as the number 9 and 5. My dad’s not 95 or 59 but if you turn them upside down they do say 56. Which is how old he’s going to be. I decided I’m going to perform a little ‘bit’ where I stick the candles in the cake as ’95’ to then readjust them to 56 or something to that effect. I think I’m hilarious, obv.
We also bought a Subway each, which has pretty much made my week (and it’s only Monday!) seeing as I’ve been waiting to have one for months. My boyfriend never fancies one and I can never be bothered to go out of my way to get one just for myself. I can’t tell if that makes me cute/selfless, an opportunist or just plain lazy. Probably the latter. My sub is a 6″ hearty Italian with chicken breast, lettuce, cucumber and tomato to add a lil’ somethin’, somethin’ because I hate mayo and I’m not brave enough to try their other sauces and risk ruining my sub – just in case you wanted to know. It sounds basic but it’s sooooo good. Simplicity at its finest.
Since then I’ve just been watching constant Friends episodes playing on Comedy Central and getting severely distracted by my new swivel chair I just had put in my bedroom. I’m 22 in January not 2 – go figure! Although, just a random observation, I remember swivelling endlessly on chairs like these when I was younger and it having absolutely no impact on me. Now, it actually makes me quite dizzy after only a couple spins. Does this mean I’m getting old? Again, I’m 22 in January, not 92.
The 5th instalment of daily advent dad jokes issssss…
What did you get up to today? How is your age treating you? Any stories from your childhood that make you cringe? Did you go through a bratty phase? Any Subway recommendations? Let me know in the comments below!
~ Emma, the once bratty teen turned lazy almost-22-year-old trying to adult xo