This Fact of Life!

Okay, I'm not really sure what to say today, but I just gotta talk. (I can never get enough of talking. Except if I'm really nervous or shy, but that's besides the point.)
Well, Sophie says hi. She has been officially dubbed as "Minion" because she is my minion. (Anyone seen Despicable Me, yet? No? Then get you butt out there and watch it! Then you'll see what I mean.)
Oh man, what is there to say? It's hard to think of things to talk about all the sudden.
Okay, here are some cool facts...
1) Did you know there is such a thing called the 7 minute silence. It means that there is always an awkward moment of silence in a conversation every 7 minutes! Isn't that weird?
2)Okay, check this out next time if your at a grouping (family reunion, hanging out, something like that!) Notice how the men who are talking together will not face each other when talking. Most men will talk with their shoulders facing each other and they won't look at the other person. Now look at the women. They mostly stand facing head on and looking each other in the eye. That's so weird, but true.
3)Sophie's lazy. I know, hard to believe, but it is a fact! (Okay, so maybe not a cool fact, but a fact none the less.)
I better get to bed before I never wake up in the morning! (Oh, who am I kidding. I didn't get up till' 11 this morning!)
From The Interesting Fact Giver,
Annie

The World In General Post

Okay, so I went to Barbara Davis Center the other day for an insulin pump class thing.
OMIGOSH, Mom and me should be comedians.
So we got there super early, and then all these nervous parents come in and yadda yadda. The lady who gives the class comes in and starts asking for names and what pumps we're going on. (P.S. I have not decided that.) So she asks my name and I tell her "No Clue" and this is what she says with the way I reacted.

Lady: Annie...last name?

Me: Raises hand slightly.

Lady: Okay... and what pump are you going on?

Me: Silent for a moment. We're not sure yet.

Lady: Stares rudely at Mom and me. You know, you might not want to come to this class until you've decided what pump your going on.

Me: Raises eyebrow and give the "I'm-not-stupid-I-know-what-I'm-doing look"

Lady: After seeing my reaction- I mean... uh... your welcome to stay of course.

Can you believe it? Jeez, I wouldn't have gone if that had happened, but I wasn't gonna drive back from where I came through with traffic. Urgh. And then, she said the wrong thing to the parents.

Lady: When you are treating a low, don't base it on the number, base it on the symptoms.

Parents: Almost visible smoke coming out of their ears trying to grasp the concept.

Lady: So when they're only 68, and they're passed out, give them a shot.

My brain: Wait. So if I'm like, 24, which is where my blood is basically water, but I'm alert and maneuvering fine, then I should eat like 1 gummy bear and call it good? No. Idiot.

So the class was so pointless, that I could've taught it better.
Also, on the sheet of paper, it says this.

Symptoms of low blood sugar--
Shaking
Sweating
Convulsions
Seizure
Silliness.

Silliness. Mom and I started laughing so hard! We were like, "We better check my sugar! Hahahahahahahahahaha!!!!"
Anyway, that was a long blog so I will blog maybe later.

From The Girl With Extreme Silliness,
Annie