The Oscars- A Recap, and Why I Ate Dinner At Nine

Thus ends another weekend. Honestly, I need to get more creative with these introductory sentences. I'm working on it. Perhaps journalism classes will help with that. I digress.

If you've been reading my blog the past few days, you'll know that tonight were the 84th Annual Academy Awards! How delightful. Many of the wins made me happy, others annoyed, and some I didn't care either way. Here are some of the highlights and lowlights, in my opinion:

• Christopher Plummer winning Best Supporting Actor was fantastic. He totally deserved it, gave a great speech and c'mon! It's Christopher Plummer. He's just a super cool actor. Plus, it was cool that he is now the oldest Oscar winner of all time.
• Octavia Spencer for Best Supporting Actress was wonderful as well, if only for the fact that her acceptance speech was filled with so much disbelief. You just wanted that award to go to her even more after that because it felt so right.
• Um, the Dean getting an Oscar? I'm certainly excited about it. Oh, you didn't know? Dean Pelton (sp?) from Community was one of the writers for The Descendents screenplay. I didn't know that until Twitter talked about it. Awesome.
• I haven't even seen Hugo, and I'm so over it. I think the fact that it took awards for 1. A bajillion things and 2. away from movies I wanted to win made me dislike it. I bet it's probably a good movie though... *grumblegrumble* ...Midnight in Paris should have gotten Cinematography.
• The Artist getting Best Picture. Yay!
• Harry Potter was hella snubbed. NOTHING? Not even makeup, or visual effects? You make me cry, academy.
• The Bridesmaids gals were all dressed fantastically. The super preppy one? (I forget her name) Her dress reminded me of the dress Katniss wears when presented to the Capitol. Y'know, the "fire" one. And I'm gonna stop with the Hunger Games references there.
• Right after the winner of the Best Actress was announced, the girl next to me and I both saw Meryl Streep and Viola Davis stand up at the same time. It looked like a Zoolander moment (think going to the front when someone else has been called), but it turned out she was just going to hug Streep. For a moment, it was pretty scary.

Hopefully I didn't spoil the Oscars for anyone, but then why would you be on the internet in the first place?
Earlier in the afternoon, I got a text from my mom that simply said "Call me". When I did?
"The Oscar Pre Show is on."
"...Is that all?"
"Yup." *click*

I love my mom.
I went to an Oscar party, and at that party was faced with the first time I've ever had to decline something because I couldn't eat it.
I was going to have dinner there, but I couldn't. If you've read my blog before, you might know why.

Dinner was shrimp pasta.

I wanted to cry. And no, there wasn't any non-shrimp pasta either. I saw the host take the pasta and just dump it into the shrimp. None for Hannah.
At one point I even saw someone who had eaten all of their pasta, but pushed the shrimp to the side. What madness! I was extremely tempted to grab those shrimp with my bare hand and jam it in my mouth. Allergies be damned. Obviously, I didn't though or an epi-pen would probably be jammed into the side of my leg right now.

Another year of Oscars come and gone. May this year bring us many more wonderful Oscar-worthy movies.

Did you watch the Oscars? Were you happy with the winners? Sad about some of the losers?

Cringe-Worthy

Blaugh. For quite some time, I was excited to be on break. Now that I've been on it for about a week and a half, I'm going stir crazy. Pretty much I've been feeling like this:

Source

Yup.

Yesterday I picked up my epi pen prescription. It came with a little practice pen, so I can practice stabbing myself. Hooray. When I showed my sister the practice pen, she instantly asked, "Can I stab you?" Because an older sibling's goals in life include terrifying/annoying their younger sibling. (Yes, I know you can read this Chloe. I say this to you in real life anyway.) Besides, the doctor told me I should have other people around me know how to do it just in case. When she went to stab it... I recoiled in horror. There's no way I'm going to be able to have someone stab that thing into my leg, let alone stab it in myself.

Usually I've been fine around needles. If I don't see the needle itself, I'm alright with it. Show me that needle going into skin though? Euegh. I'm like that for most things involving harm to the body. Show me a person with their bone jutting out of their skin? I feel that pain.This is one of the many reasons why I could never be a doctor... besides being terrible at science.

A clever conclusion to this post is lost on me, so I suppose I'll abruptly end it. It happens. (Geez I've been saying that a lot.)

Do grotesque injuries freak you out? Or are you calm and collected when it comes to that stuff?

The Allergy Test

Hello everyone.

What is that paper that I'm holding, you ask? Well, it's a paper that I received yesterday after a little doctor's appointment I had. A paper letting me know that I can't eat a food that I adore.

It's official. I'm allergic to shrimp. And crab, apparently. Funny thing is, I'm not allergic to lobster, so there's that buttery goodness still on the menu.

It's kind of obvious, but I wasn't always allergic to shrimp. I used to love shrimp. It's also featured in a lot of healthy recipes. All was fine until one day I ate some, and something was off. My throat felt a little itchy, and my face got a bit of a rash. I thought, "Oh maybe it's cooked weird since we're in Mexico." At least that's what I hoped.
A few months later, I had some shrimp again at a family shrimp cookout. A few pieces and the weird itchy throat feeling was back. Oh no.

I tried to deny it, thinking that only two little times shouldn't be a big deal. On the other hand, I had that fear in the back of my mind. My mother was freaked out I was going to die, so she told me to make an allergy test appointment.

Have you ever gotten an allergy test done? It's a little weird. They poke your arm with samples of the potential allergens, then see which ones itch. They also have a control, which is meant to itch. So even if you're not allergic to anything, you'll still end up itching.

You can't really tell, but the one that's more pink and it second left one closest to me is shrimp. Boohoo.

Also, you know the prescription up there? That's for an epi-pen. I have to get a freakin' epi-pen. Just in case. I never thought I would need anything like that!

Well, I suppose I can be thankful that I'm not allergic to peanuts which is what I eat for breakfast almost everyday. (Peanut butter on toast with a hint of jam... delicious.) And I don't really care about the crab, because I've never liked crab anyway.

Oh shrimp. We'll always have that delicious garlic-y pasta dish from that restaurant a few years ago.

Have you ever had an allergy test? What's a weird allergy you have?