Happy 50th Mom!!!

Today Teresa is 50!!!!!! Yay. And now that I have told the world my mom is going to kill me. :) I felt kind of sad all day about missing this huge day for my mom, but luckily her boyfriend is taking her out. At least she had that.

I made my first batch of Chocolate Oatmeal Candy (ever and in Scotland). If you are in my Dad's family, you know how AMAZING this is. If you are everyone else, you should learn. I will send you the recipe. It was somewhat hard to gauge if they taste right or not. It was also hard to make it as things such as a stick of butter don't exist here. Luckily Google can tell you that 1 stick of butter is 113 g, and 1/4 of the block of butter I got equaled 50 grams. So I guess that is about right.

People on my program have started gathering on Thursday afternoons at a pub across from school. There was a pretty big group, but only 1 boy. Pretty typical as there are just a handful on our program. The group was lucky enough to be the recipients of my Chocolate Oatmeal Candy. haha.

Fun Night out for Tracey's Birthday. Forgive the awkward way I am standing. No, I am not suddenly super flexible in the hip/waist region.

My presentation in Policy Analysis went ok. Just glad to have it over and done. Speaking in public is not my forte. Yes, I can chat with anyone (even walls), but speaking about significant material in front of a large group creates a mental block. My heart begins to race. The cheeks feel as if they are on fire. Giggling becomes the way I feel empty time, although I did not do this yesterday!!! HUGE. To celebrate 3 members of the group went bowling last night. I bowled a 102, and that is my personal best for sure. I am pretty sure an 83 was previous best.

I also don't have to go to that gala with Callum which is making my life a lot less stressful. Now I can read and just hang out here this weekend!

Oh, and Casey will be so proud of me! I just saw a drug deal go down. 3 nasty looking girls were shadily standing at the entryway to a laundry facility. As I walked up they all started shuffling around and passing something to each other. Then 2 went inside still shuffling between each other whatever it was they bought. The hooker who sold the shit pranced off in her "classy" black leather boots. These disgusting shoes were clearly pleather (plastic leather) with silver chains and a silver heel. I am going to the high street tomorrow to get a pair. So I now feel cultured and worthy of Casey's awe.