The Countdown Continues

T-Minus One Week until Wanton Hussy and Elusive Roommate depart for the much anticipated, long awaited, highly provocative "Trip de Europe." It amazes me how quickly a list can dwindle to a few necessities. Today I took care of my bank information, went to the Doctors, began my exorbitant amount of laundry, "fake baked," and did just a little more packing. Our last day in our apartment is Wednesday, so the packing part can simmer on the back burner a little longer.
I haven't gone to a tanning salon since high school, when I had such bad tan lines from swimming that I had to do something about it before I slipped on a formal dress. But I was ordered by Elusive Roommate's Fahh-jah (Father) that I could not arrive in Germany looking pasty. He will be there for a week while we are for German Carnival and is tanning his winter bleached skin as well. I guess it's a running joke that he is the darkest one there and says it's because he lives in California, which he does. And if I show up, not looking like a bronzed beach babe, I will "blow his cover."
Tanning's expensive. I had no idea how much it cost to be given a malignant skin cancer. $14 a pop! The longest you can go is 20 minutes, but since I am looking quite pasty, I was only allowed 12. So I paid my $28 for two sessions, and told them we'll see how it goes. I couldn't justify the $50 for 5 session special. I better come out 15 lbs lighter if I'm payin' $50 in January when no one is even going to see my tummy or thighs until June.
Whelp, time to start dinner. I have made a personal pact with my refrigerator and pantry that I do not go out and spend money on food until I have finished the majority of items, at least the expensive ones. On tonight's menu: Teriyaki Chicken with Stir Fry Broccoli and Bell Peppers. Yum - oh! Oh, how I hate Rachal Ray.