Movember?!

So... I'm not going to grow out my mustache for the month of November, mainly because I can't... but I think it's a great idea, although how does it work?  Do you (the guy who is growing out his mustache/beard/goatee for the entire month of November) have someone sponsor you, and then donate the money to a prostate cancer awareness org?  Is there even a national prostate cancer awareness group?  I wonder what ribbon color it would be, haha.

Anyhow, enough of that.  I AM NOW OFFICIALLY OLD.  Welcome to the other side of your mid-twenties!  Sigh.  I feel old.  Nigeria makes it so strange though... I can't believe it's already November, but each day is sooo GD looong.  It's the weirdest feeling.  And how is it the holiday season already?!  I dream about walking into Costco for weekend sample munchies and seeing all the crazy blow up lawn decorations and gift wrap an lights, and instead, what do I see in Nigeria?  I see a police squad car (some weird 4 door pick up truck hybrid) while I'm stuck in traffic coming home from work today, with four policemen sitting on the roof of the car, and the flatbed of the pick up filled with goats.  GOATS!  What is up with that?  This country is just so... eh.  No words to describe.

I've been putting in a lot of hours at work these last couple of days, almost clocked in 12 hours on Halloween... I dressed up as... myself, only because as the odd yellow woman out, my normal appearance could actually pass as a costume... yeah, didn't try this year.  After a long day of work, stumbled into the local pizzeria (that also sold Mexican fajitas, pasta, Philly cheesesteaks... you name it) and splurged on two large pizzas for a celebratory birthday dinner at home.  After Jess and I gorged on pizza, our third flatmate Laura surprised me with cake from the nearby bakery.  Sweet gesture, and the chocolate mousse cake was quite delicious, but the tiramisu was a bit lacking, and the cheesecake was... not cheesecake, haha. Here is the pizza, in all it's greasy glory (veggie supreme on the left, "no-pork" pepperoni on the right), and me showing off my birthday dinner... in my crazy-looking house clothes and lacy FOB slippers... look at that manic glint in my eye... I was starving when Jess took that picture, but she wouldn't let me attack the slices without documenting them first, haha.

Fielding a bunch of conference calls this week and next week... going to unwind with a mani-pedi pampering session on Saturday (my birthday gift to myself) before dancing--and perhaps drinking?-- my patootie off at the Marine Corps Ball Saturday night.  Only respectable pics will be posted from that  O_o

And lastly... after almost 2 weeks of being a sickly invalid, I think I'm finally (almost) back to my normal, semi-immunocompromised self!  Or at least, I've traded gargantuan, swollen lymph nodes and tonsils for the sniffles.  Hey, at least my voice is coming back!  Just in time for a grand ol' party this weekend ^_^

Until next time!  Now, back to GLEE!