Happy Pi Day! I'm watching the clock because it's 3/14/15, and at 9:26:53 p.m., the date and time will represent the first 10 digits of pi.
In case you haven't taken a math class recently and/or don't know what I'm talking about, π (pi) represents the ratio of a circle's circumference to its diameter. It cannot be written out completely as the decimals never end and never repeat in a pattern. Computer calculations have it going into the trillions of decimal places and are still working. (Read more about it here if you're interested). Thanks to Precalculus 2, I've been doing a lot of geometry and trigonometry, so I've been well acquainted with π.
It's also Albert Einstein's birthday!
Shane and I found it fitting to celebrate with our favorite kind of π...pizza pie! We got some Screamin Sicilian frozen pizzas at Publix and they were surprisingly delicious. Like it's fair to say it's the best frozen pizza I've ever had, and better than a lot of regular fresh pizza. It also didn't hurt that it came with a coupon for buy two, get a free Ben & Jerry's coupon. Yum!
The pizza boxes even had these fun cardboard punch-out moustaches, which were kinda weird because they attached to your face by sticking cardboard up your nose. Perfect for a quick pic I guess :)
I'm behind a few days on posting because I'm on Spring Break, except instead of going to the beach, I rode around with Shane on sales trips for two days. We also went to Knoxville and visited with our families for a few days. But don't worry, I'll make them up one of these days.
So check this out. Like a week ago Shane and I were at the gym and a lady pointed out that both of our hair matched our jackets. And our shaker bottles. Even my earrings matched. We've somehow turned ourselves into living crayons.
I feel like since I've had crazy colored hair (like three months ago), I've gotten a taste of what life's like for Shane. We both get stares, turned heads, and little old ladies saying "oooh I love your hair!"
It's pretty funny especially when little kids say things like "look mom, that person has PINK HAIR!" The mom then tries to shush the kid, while I'm laughing. Little kids can't help it, they say exactly what they're thinking. At least this is a compliment.
I may not always have funky hair, but I hope Shane and I are always this colorful, inside and out. Life is more fun this way.
My sister Hannah has gotten hooked on blind bags, you know, where you get a sealed box or foil bag with a surprise toy inside. Just search "blind bags" on YouTube and you'll know where the obsession came from, and it's easy to see why! The mystery of which toy you're going to get is exciting and fun. Who doesn't like toy surprises? That's pretty much the whole basis for the Happy Meal after all.
She started stocking up a few weeks ago and amassed a giant collection so Shane and I could come over and we'd have a Blind Bag Palooza. Here is our before pile. The picture does not do the sheer amount of blind bags justice. She got a wide variety of fun things to open. Our contribution can be seen in the brown paper bags with magic marker drawings on them. They're $2 grab bags from Crystal Visions at East Town Knoxville Center Mall, the one that sells pagan/wiccan supplies, those trolls with the glowing red eyes, and an assortment of "tobacco" pipes and samurai swords. We were curious.
Where to start first?
Needless to say, it took a while to open all those little packages, and I think even longer for me to set up this picture. Check out what we got!
See those tumbled stones and glass earrings in bottom right corner? That's what was in our grab bags. I'm sure they have some sort of mystical powers.
There are a lot of popular blind bags right now, one of the most sought out being Shopkins. As you can see from the picture below, they're adorable anthropomorphized versions of things you would buy at the grocery store, and they come two at a time in a little shopping basket. They also include a little checklist that looks like a grocery store receipt. Hannah has been known to drive all over town to find them.
There's around 145 different Shopkins in season (series) 2 alone, so that's a lot of little shopping baskets laying around the house if you're a collector.
Here's a few more of the Shopkins...
Shopkins weren't the only thing we got! As you'll see from the picture below, we've got a few Lego minifigures (two Explorers and a King), a surprise Doctor from Doctor Who (we got the first Doctor), some Hello Kitty figurines, etc. See those things with the giant heads? They're called Fash'ems, and they're a little weird to me. They're squishy and filled with water, and the outsides are almost sticky. Seems like they'd get real dirty and fuzzy real quick.
We also got some Minecraft blind boxes, an assortment of My Little Ponies, more Hello Kitties, and those cute figurines in the back, which are Tokidoki Unicornos.
If you have never been to a Five Below, you need to check it out. That's where Hannah got these fake Kinder Surprise eggs. The real Kinder eggs, in case you've never heard of them, are chocolate eggs with toys inside, kind of like the Wonderball chocolates we had in the 90s. You can get them in pretty much every country besides the United States (they're banned here because of an FDA regulation, and people get fined at the Canadian border for trying to bring them across).
These ChocoTreasure eggs are still technically illegal per the FDA regulations, so it's just a matter of time until they're forced to stop production. Sadly, the eggs contained some of the lamest prizes of the bunch. One did have a cute tiny Hello Kitty figurine, and a couple had stickers, but most had little cardboard people like the ones below. I ate several of the chocolate egg shells and quickly regretted that decision.
We had a lot of fun opening and sorting our prizes. I know what you're thinking, what are we going to do with all of these? Well, Hannah is collecting some, Shane and I are keeping some of the others (our china cabinet, which used to hold liquor, is slowly being converted to a toy showcase), and anything we don't want or have duplicates of will be given to friends' kids.
You never know, maybe this is just practice for when Hannah is a YouTube star and gets paid to do this!
I've spent all day studying for my biology test (been working on it since Thursday) and am taking a special procrastination break just to write this post. Seriously, why is studying taking so long? Maybe I should start actually studying between classes like I'm supposed to and not just leading up to the test.
Shane and I did take a break this morning / afternoon to grab some breakfast. He woke up craving Cracker Barrel biscuits and gravy, and who was I to say no?
Check out this delicious spread. He got biscuits and gravy with a side of bacon and hashbrown casserole. I picked the Wholesome Fixin's breakfast, which came with two scrambled egg beaters, turkey bacon or sausage, cheese grits, sliced tomatoes, and a side of fruit. And under 500 calories? Yum!
While Cracker Barrel's food is pretty tasty, the real draw is the general store. Where else can you play checkers while you wait on your table, smell 100+ different candles, buy a birdhouse shaped like a cowboy hat, and stock up on enough candy to rot out all your teeth in one sitting?
Really though, they have quite the selection of candy. I used to be a big fan of the giant Tootsie Rolls, you know the ones that are the size of a normal candy bar and are so tough that they nearly break out your teeth. And what about those candy sticks? The ones that cost like 15 cents each? I always always wanted to try the horehound flavor because my grandmother said she used to eat them when she was little. Turns out horehound is like root beer flavor but so much worse. Would not recommend.
Speaking of weird candy, check out these Jelly Belly flavors. I'd love to get a job in their flavor invention department, because they'll just take anybody's idea and run with it.
This "Peas & Carrots" pack is a little misleading, as they're really orange sherbet and green apple flavors. I guess it's for the best, because I can't imagine legitimately flavored peas and carrots jelly beans.
Since those peas and carrots threw us for a loop, it's somewhat reassuring to see that the pancakes and syrup beans are really pancake and syrup flavored.
I still can't imagine this being a good buy though. I'm not a big fan of maple syrup, but even if I was, I think the novelty of the taste would wear off after the first couple of beans.
Seeing these got me interested so I had to do some web research. There were some other questionable choices, including Tabasco Sauce and egg nog, but none more so than the alcoholic beverage flavors (alcohol free, of course).
Flavors like strawberry daiquiri and margarita, I can get that. Those are fruity drinks that just so happen to have alcohol. But beer flavored? Unless you're drinking some sort of fancy craft beer, most don't drink it for the taste.
You can also get champagne flavored if draft beer isn't classy enough for your jelly bean eating tastes.
I guess these are good for church weddings where you're not allowed to serve alcohol but still want a champagne toast? I really don't know. Just take a look at the actual description from their website:
Toast any occasion with Champagne jelly beans. They have all the flavor of a glass of bubbly in a petite-package and with none of the alcohol. Their iridescent finish will help to bring that extra sparkle to weddings, showers, parties and adult snacking.
No alcohol content.
"Adult snacking." Now if there was a way to actually get some alcohol content in there, that term might apply.
In case your mouth is watering right now, here's a link to their site where you can buy a 10lb bulk case for $85. According to the description, they come in a food-grade cardboard box, so you can just pop the top, sit it out on the table, and instant party!
Keep in mind, this is all brought to you by the people who make enticing flavors like earthworm, dirt, earwax, and boogers (thanks to J.K. Rowling), so I guess they can only go up from there.
Today I finally got my wisdom teeth out. I've needed it done for probably 2-3 years now, but out of embarrassment I told the dental assistant they'd only been bothering me for a few months.
*** I feel like I should go ahead and mention that I'm pretty loopy on my painkillers right now, so please forgive me if this post is less than coherent ***
Where was I. Oh yeah, getting my teeth pulled. The dentist's office warned me not to operate heavy machinery, lift heavy objects, or make important decisions within 24 hours of surgery, so it was really lucky for me that Shane works from home and could drive there and back.
*** And when I say I'm pretty loopy, I mean I can barely hold my head up to write. If Shane asked if he could turn the backyard into a crocodile refuge right now, I'd say "sure, why not?" ***
Contact lenses were a big no-no. I couldn't even drink water for 6 hours before the surgery, so of course I woke up with a mouth that felt dryer than the Safari Sahara.
*** I mentioned the painkillers, right?? ***
I didn't go to an oral surgeon. Thanks to my dentist's new 3D x-ray machine, he saw that the extraction could be done in his office. My bottom two teeth were partially "erupted" a.k.a. out of my gums, and the top two were still completely inside my gums, so there'd be a lot of cutting and poking around in there.
*** So yeah, I may have sprung $300 for sedation instead of a shot to numb the area. The only catch is that they could only give me pills, gas, and some sort of gross liquid...they couldn't fully put me to sleep. ***
After taking the initial set of pills, I got to lay in the surgery room covered in a blanket with the lights dimmed and wait for a while. After a sufficient amount of time, the dental assistant came back and gave me quite a bit of nitrous. I thought, "isn't it funny that people use nitrous in cars to make them go faster, but it makes people go slower?" This is when I realized the pills were working. Then I started to think maybe the nitrous wasn't really working. They immediately came to give me liquid medicine, and when I tried to sit to take it, I realized that the pills AND the nitrous were certainly doing their job.
The picture above is the creepy skeleton 3D with which they determined my dental extraction fate. I got to stare at it while I was waiting on the pills. The dental assistant turned it off when she saw me staring intensely at it. I also had one headphone in, listening to my California Dreamin' Pandora station going. I was so worried about the procedure that I knew I had to have something to calm me down a bit.
Since they couldn't do an IV, I was awake for the whole thing. Well, kinda awake. The liquid medicine had me really going in and out. I remember feeling like they put a crowbar under a tooth to try and pop it out. I remember them moving the mouth-propper-opener-thingie and asking me to open my mouth wider, but my whole mouth was so numb that I couldn't, so then I pulled my chin down with my hand. Thankfully they had numbing stuff on a q-tip they put wherever they were about to put a giant shot, so I didn't feel that either.
At the end, when the dental assistant handed me my glasses and helped me to the door, with a mouth full of gauze I asked, "What do they do with the teeth??" I mean isn't it right about now when they show up with a little sealed medical sandwich bag with teeth? She looked at me and said, "Those go into the biohazard bin" with a concerned look on her face. So now I'm the creepy one who thinks, oh, I could still ask her to go rescue them, but what if it's really a giant bin full of teeth, how would she know which ones were really mine? And then I'd have some random stranger's teeth?
I'm not sure why I'm so concerned about the teeth. What would I do with them, make a necklace?
I'm at home now, where having slept for most of the day, I'm currently blogging and sending Snapchats right as the meds kick in and the ghost teeth quit aching.
My husband Shane deserves a huge shout out for being so amazing and taking care of me in my time of need! I mean, they recommended eating crackers to settle my stomach, so he goes out and gets me oyster crackers so they're small enough to not hurt my teeth. He's so thoughtful and amazing. He also got frozen yogurt and made jello and chocolate pudding. Oh and mashed potatoes for dinner!
We'll see if the loss of wisdom teeth affects my school grades. I mean do they make you smarter or what? And also, why can I feel no stitches? Are there liquid stitches in there? Or did they just leave the flaps to flutter around in my mouth? I know I shouldn't mess with them for fear of dry socket. I also can't exercise vigorously for a week, so that'll be fun.
I should probably go now, a post any longer would be an important decision, and I don't think I'm in any sort of position to make those.
Shane found out about the TomorrowWorldelectronic music festival in Chattahoochee Hills, Georgia, a few years ago and was immediately OBSESSED. The original Tomorrowland festival has been going strong in Belgium since 2005, and when they came to the US in 2013 he tried his hardest to convince me that we should go. With budget constraints and a host of other concerns, we decided it was best to stay home.
He brought it up again at the beginning of this year when tickets were about to go on sale and asked could we please please please go this time? I was skeptical for several reasons:
Neither of us had ever been to a music festival before. TW was billed to be a full three days (five days if you camp in DreamVille) of absolute madness. That's a lot to wrap your head around.
I hate camping. Port-a-potties are a certain fate, as is the fact that showers would be few and far between (my hatred of camping stems from my hatred of being dirty).
Considering the show is at the end of September in Georgia, the weather could be freezing, absolutely scorching, or a mix of the two.
Tickets are expensive. To get the full experience, you really need to camp in DreamVille rather than stay at a hotel. DreamVille isn't terrible price-wise, but you have to bring all your own camping gear, and we don't own any. We looked into the DreamVille Easy Tent upgrade package which comes with a souvenir tent, air mattress, sleeping bags, and a lantern, all set up in a special Easy Tent area, but it was a good bit more expensive than the regular DreamVille.
Against my better judgment, I gave my thumbs-up and we pressed the "BUY NOW" button on that fateful February morning...
...THEN WE HAD THE BEST TIME OF OUR LIVES!!!
Saturday at the Main Stage
Shane is still washing pink powder out of his hair!
I'll admit, most all of my fears came true, but it didn't spoil the experience in the least.
1. We'd never been to a festival before: We met a lot of people who were shocked we chose such a large festival (in 2013 they reported nearly 130,000 in attendance and 30,000 camped in DreamVille) as our first, as it can be pretty overwhelming for most people, especially newbies. Thankfully neither of us are bothered by crowds, because boy were there crowds! People drove across continents (we heard one group drove from Brazil!) and flew around the world just to be there. The whole place had the best vibe of being one big, happy, global community...and we were all there to party!
Thursday / Night 1: DreamVille Gathering
We were also really lucky too because the whole time we were there, no one messed with our stuff. Our Easy Tent came with a lock but we made sure not to leave valuables in there anyways. Our festival bracelets had RFID chips in them which you could load with festival tokens, the currency of the realm, so we were able to leave our wallets, car keys, and cell phones in the $60 5-day festival locker we purchased. We only carried one phone between the two of us for pictures and left the other in the locker to charge. That's not to say there wasn't theft at the event (for example, one girl had a fanny pack but was wearing it turned around on her back...so it was a bright red target and got unzipped while in the middle of the crowd).
2. Port-a-potties, showers, and general cleanliness: Being dirty makes me unhappy, so you can see where this might have been my downfall. We knew the Easy Tent package we splurged on had a separate bathroom area, we didn't know that it would have portable, air conditioned bathroom trailers that were cleaned constantly. While we were at the festival grounds, I was so happy to find some port-a-potties that even flushed! Even the few rare times I had to use a standard portable, you could tell they were cleaned as often as possible. I NEVER went into any toilet that didn't have toilet paper, which is a miracle unto itself. I'm not saying you could eat off the port-a-potty floor or anything, but the bathroom attendants did a fantastic job and I was always pleasantly surprised by the facilities. BONUS: The longest I ever waited to get into a toilet was 1-2 minutes, another miracle!
Freshen Up stations + short hair = clean hair
The Easy Tent area also had it's own FREE showers (regular DreamVille had to pay 2 tokens / $4.44 per shower). The line for the showers was understandably really long during peak hours, but later in the evening you could walk right in. I'll let you in on a little secret though...the whole time we were there, I didn't shower! And I lived! Even though I hate being dirty, I'm also not very patient when it comes to waiting in line, so I did just fine by washing my newly-short hair (thanks Hannah!) in the sink at the Freshen Up station and using the giant pack of baby wipes I brought to scrub the dirt off my appendages several times daily.
Bandanas are a must, breathing dust is no fun!
3. This is Georgia in September. How do you pack for that?: The weather was pretty much perfect the whole time we were there. It was overcast most of the time, and I was fine in shorts and a tank top for daytime + being in the crowd at a stage (it gets HOT when you get close to the front) and a light jacket + sweatpants for early morning / night. I saw a lot of people wearing long pants and long sleeves during the day who were absolutely roasting.
Thursday / Night 1: DreamVille Gathering
Also, our whole pack of glowsticks broke on the way in.
4. Tickets are expensive, especially if you go for DreamVille + upgrades: Okay, so the tickets were expensive, but seriously those fancy bathrooms were more than worth it. I really do feel like we got the best experience possible by choosing the Easy Tents. We could've done day passes + hotel, but then you don't get to make friends with your tent neighbors, plus once you arrive at the show you're stuck there for the day, there was no same day re-entry for those who weren't camping. Regular DreamVille had to lug all their camping gear for a mile or more to grab a first-come, first-serve, tightly packed camping spot, then set up all your gear. Our Easy Tent was already set up with the others into labeled, easy to navigate rows. We were able to enter and exit the festival as many times as we wanted, which meant we could come back to our tent to sit down, nap, grab a snack or meal from the food we'd brought, etc., then go back for more of the madness at our leisure.
Can you believe I've written this much and haven't even made it to the MUSIC yet?!
Between the seven, yes, SEVEN, different amazing stages, they had pretty much every type of electronic music you can imagine played by hundreds of DJs. Each stage had it's own awesome vibe. These stages are extremely elaborate too, each with a different theme.
Our favorite stage, the It's A Trap! stage
Mythical Frames stage
The MASSIVE Main Stage. See that white awning towards the middle?
That's the DJ booth.
Oh, and the stage is a volcano that shoots flames and smoke at every set change.
We learned really quickly on the first day that it's easy to get caught up in in the environment and want to run around to every stage for hours and hours and hours and see every DJ whose name you might've heard before and dance and dance and dance and then go to the next stage, rinse, repeat. You get REALLY worn out this way though, and at the end of the first night, we were ready for bed, bodies aching at 10:00. We sat down on a hill and tried to hold out as long as we could, which was 10 minutes into that night's headliner, and then trudged back to our tent. After that, we made sure to sit down every chance we got, for as long as possible, and to go back to our tent several times a day to relax. And yeah, you're probably going to miss some good DJs this way, because they're all good, but then the ones you see, you'll actually have energy and will be able to enjoy it more.
Yesterday is history. Today is a gift. Tomorrow is mystery.
Might as well enjoy it while you can!!
All in all, we had an absolutely fantastic time. I am so glad Shane convinced me to go. We met some really cool people, saw some crazy costumes and outfits, ate some tasty festival food, and heard some awesome electronic music. We didn't take a ton of pictures or videos because we were too busy having fun, but I did manage to put together a short video to share a little bit of our experience. Enjoy! And if you want to join us at TomorrowWorld 2015, we'd be happy to carpool!
Only about five and a half months or so until Shane and I are headed down to the Chattahooche Hills in Georgia for TomorrowWorld! We will be spending five nights and four days (the first day is meet and greet for campers, the next three are the music festival) camping under the stars and enjoying a LOT of people watching.
While I am really excited, I am also incredibly nervous about the situation. I'll let you in on a little secret...I suck at camping. I hate being dirty and being around bugs and dirt and all of that mess. The one time I went to summer camp (for one week) in the fourth grade, we had to sleep under a tarp in the woods after a bonfire one night. I gave myself a pep talk and managed to power through until I woke up in the middle of the night to find my stuffed dog sitting in a giant pile of leaves. I lost it.
I like to think I'm not a high maintenance person. I mean, I hardly ever wear makeup. My hair is barely dry when I leave the house in the mornings. You'd never be stuck waiting hours for me to get ready to go somewhere. But just try to get me dirty, that's when my attitude really screams "DIVA". I have a tough time working in the garden because what happens when your gloves get dirty and your face gets itchy? I actually looked at a listing for one of those tough mudder type 5ks and said to myself, "Oh, that looks fun, maybe it wouldn't be so bad?" until I clicked through and saw a girl crawling under barbed wire and up to her neck in mud. That's my version of hell right there, y'all.
I also hate being sweaty for extended periods of time (more than thirty seconds), but the exercising has helped me a lot with that. You are going to be really sweaty, and you can either deal with it or be out of shape. Maybe I should try a similar approach to the dirt thing, gradually expose myself to it and just learn to deal. Then who knows, you may find me rolling around in the backyard mud patch right alongside Charlie. Yeah, right, haha.
I am really nervous about the packing situation too. I had a dream about it last night and I obsessed all day over what I could possibly need. I feel like I should open up the suitcases in the spare bedroom and start massing supplies. I'm a notorious over-packer (I bring like six outfit options for a two day trip home) but I still feel like we're going to get there and say, "dang it, why didn't we think of _______!" Two must-haves on my list so far are: 1) two small tarps in case the tent leaks and we also need to put one under the air mattresses, 2) lots of baby wipes (see above dirt-ophobia). Also snacks, lots and lots of non-perishable snacks, which we will probably eat through on the first day when we realize a hamburger costs like $20 or something.
Regardless, I still think it is going to be an amazing experience for Shane and myself. It will definitely be an adventure that we won't soon forget. As long as I haven't annoyed him to death and he hasn't murdered me by the end of the trip, it will be a success.
Normally my (somewhat) fear of the dark is reserved for home, when I have to make a quick run downstairs in the middle of the night or if I have to take the dogs out when it's really late. We have a creek and some woods behind our house, so it's a tad creepy. It's not by any means a huge fear, I just sometimes feel like someone is hiding or watching me and I can't see them, which I think is a reasonable thing to get creeped by.
Lately though I've been getting really nervous around the office when I'm opening up in the mornings. Our second floor has no windows in the hallways and the lights are all off (except for the exit signs) when I come in. If I go up my preferred staircase (more convenient to my routine), the light switch is all the way at the other end of the hall. Worse, I have to make a couple stops along the way, opening up pitch dark conference rooms.
A little background...my office has a lot of smaller offices in it, and all these people have keys and can pretty much come and go as they please.
Anyways, every time I have to open up the conference room and walk INTO the room to turn on the lights, I feel like I'm walking right into a horror movie, that somewhere in an alternate universe, an audience is screaming "don't go in there, stupid!" And that as soon as I turn on the lights, someone is going to grab me from behind and kidnap me. Or that maybe I'll walk in and find a murder scene and I'll be framed for the murder.
I think I've just been watching way too much tv. I know it all sounds really crazy and paranoid, and I really doubt my office would be exciting enough for any of those things to happen. Still, it wouldn't hurt for me to borrow Shane's headlamp for a while...
I don't normally pull April Fools pranks, and I've been lucky (knock on wood) that they don't normally get pulled on me. This year, get creative. Don't do those same old tired pranks that have been around forever. Seriously, I'm pretty sure I saw the "nail polish on soap" thing on an episode of Leave It To Beaver once, and even he thought it was corny.
However, if someone would like to do this to my yard, I surely wouldn't mind...
It would save me from having to buy them all myself, I can never convince Shane to let me pick some up at the store.
And if Shane did this to our fridge, you'd bet it'd stay that way. How cute would it be to have your butter and milk smile at you every day?
Just be careful not to anthropomorphize (attribute human personality to) your food too much, or it might seem pretty grisly to take a scoop out of that applesauce jar.
Being on a diet, this next prank might be more of a blessing in disguise. Do you know how many calories REAL brownies have?!
It seems that nutrition isn't exactly a concern on April Fools though. From what I can tell on Pinterest, it looks like these parents throw out all the rules on April 1st. Hope they're ready for all the tummy aches on April 2nd. Why not eat a whole lot of candy instead of fruit? It's not like there's cavities we need to be worrying about or anything.
How about a grilled cheese made with pound cake and frosting?
And sure, broccoli tastes much better when it's made from green apple tootsie rolls, frosting, and sprinkles.
I guess they figure as long as you eat your meatloaf with mashed potato frosting cupcakes, it all balances out somehow.
Anything involving air horns, party poppers, firecrackers, popping balloons, etc., is almost guaranteed to make a person pee their pants, so if you try one of those, you'd best be ready with a towel.
I wanna do this at work just to spice up the decor a bit.
Let me just warn you though, if anyone EVER tries to pull the following pranks on me, I'll never speak to you again. These are just evil.
Notice the source on that one? MrsFields.com. I have a feeling they're just trying to get us traumatized by store bought cookies and have to satisfy our cravings at the mall. And aren't you glad they offered the "safe alternative" of mayo over toothpaste?
But why stop with just cookies? Why not ruin all desserts with a nice toothpaste frosting. Y'all people are sick if you think this is a good idea.
Seriously, is nothing sacred? The only thing that would save me from these donuts is that I don't like cream or jelly donuts anyways.
So Happy April Fools! Have fun with it! But really, if it involves mayo or toothpaste instead of frosting, you've crossed aline.
