
Coffee and one Breakast Cookie made up of the usual players.
I drove up to Saskatoon around noon. It was actually kind of fun since I had uploaded all my Man’s new itunes onto my ipod. I rocked out the entire 2 hours there. I basically alternated between OMG by Usher and Teenage Dirt Bag (classic). Not only did I entertain myself by shouting out the words and dancing in my seat, but also gave a show to all those I passed.
Here in Sask texting and driving is illegal. But you know what’s not illegal? Doing your makeup, plucking your eyebrows, guzzling Redbull…

Taking creative Photographs…

eating pitas…

When I got to stoon it was orientation AKA time to judge all of the other girls and decide top 10 and 5 in my head. It was also time to choose who I would be friends with for the weekend. I always gravitate towards the funny ones who aren't taking it too seriously, basically the girls who might enjoy my sense of humour. I have to steer clear of the die hards for fear of offending them. After, orientation we piled into a stretch limo and headed for supper. I didn’t take a picture of the food since I figured it was a little early to announce my blog. That’s not something you dive into on a first date with 20 girls. Can I take a picture of your plate?
Guess what supper was? Pizza. YES – Let’s all eat pizza before being judged in a swimsuit. Best idea of 2010, right up there with using hair to plug the billions of gallons of oil seeping into the ocean.
When we got back to the hotel after supper it was already 8:00 and rehearsals were just beginning. Around 9:30 I was practically faling asleep in my heels. I couldn't believe I was being forced to stay up past my bed time. Finally, around 11:30 we were allowed to head up to bed. Thank god, any longer and I was going to file a formal complaint. To where? I wasn't sure but I was imagining some sort of pageant union. I felt confident that I would have the support of my roommate..

Isn't she a beauty? She made the whole weekend AMAZING. LOVE her!
I went to bed hungry since I didn't eat enough pizza to reach what I like to call comfortably full. Luckily, I was excited for the breafast oookie I was going to make in the morning. That's right, I packed 2/3 cups of oatmeal (2 days breakfasts), the jar of Almond Butter, 2 Bananas, a carton of Almond Milk, Cinnamon, my Maca Powder, a fork, a knife, a Tbsp and a Tsp.
To my surprise our room didn't have a fridge. So I decided to take my chances with the "refrigerate after opening" Almond Milk and made it first thing friday morning.

I ate this while staring at my mess on my side of the room and trying not to think about my inteview in 30 minutes.
I made my self right at home..


This is how I felt before my interview..

I went into my interview commando. I call this giving myself the "slight edge". It was set up interrogation style, a panel of 5 judges with my chair facing them and situated far away enough away to make it awkward. I figured if I started to feel nervous I would just remember that the joke was on them. How do I feel about women's role in society? I feel like we're missing something. No wait, that's me.
Around lunch we all took a limo to Quizno Subs where s few assorted platters of subs were waiting for us. I was excited to find a few with mini "Veggie" flags sticking out of them. The excitement quickly turned into disapointment when my mouth was met by a boat load of CHEESE. You would think that cheese was secretely sponsoring this pageant.
The rest of the afternoon was filled with rehearsals and snacking. Lex and I snuck in a trip to Superstore after our interviews and I picked up a box of Kashi Crackers that spent the rest of the weekend attached to my hip. The pageant people didn't think it was necessary to supply us with snacks and water. BYOTTS - that's bring your own things to survive.
Friday night was the Preliminary's. Here are a few pics..





Post Prelim Grub

Herbal Magic approved (the menu told me so) Salmon, veggies and rice.
I woke up Saturday morning to a Breakfast Cookie Round 2, Day 2 of unrefrigerated "refrigerate after opening" Almond Milk.

ALL day Saturday was spent in rehearsals, ending with one final dress rehearsal...

Finals




My cheering section consisted of..
My FANTASTIC Parents
MEL!!!!
And my Man
It's quality not quantity people.
So here's a little rundown of the pageant. I made it into the top 10, then the top 5 where I drew a a question from the bowl and pee'd a little. I was asked, "What my definition of success was". My answer? "My definition of success is being happy. I believe if you are happy in all aspects of your life then you've achieved success." Hold your applause. I ended up getting 3rd runner up, which i'm sure when I look back weeks (months.. okay maybe years..) from now i'll be happy with, but for now I say, "Fudge that judges". When they announced, "And the THIRD runner up IS..." followed by my name I practically mouthed, "what the fudge?" I know that's where i'm supposed to say, "I'm so happy for the other girls, and the winner, well she really deserved it, congratulations." But I never say anything i'm supposed to say. What I was really thinking was, "What do you gotta do to get a crown around here?!" and "How much longer do I have stand up here with these stupid 3rd runner up flowers?".
When the pageant was over My new pageant friend Nicole threw a party in her room, she lured me in with promises of a jacuzzi full of Miller Light Lime. She did not disappoint..

And this is how my night ended...
There WAS 2 eggs, 2 egg whites and hashbrowns on his plate. I remembered to take this picture half way through.

Fat stack of WW Pancakes loaded with syrup.

Some of Sundays eats..



I also consumed Peanut M&M's, Chocolate Cake, Vitamuffins, Straight up PB, Munchies, Kashi Crackers, Sweet Potato Nacho Chips and just about everything and anything I could get my hands on. You would have thought I had been starved for days. No wait, I was. I had to make up for lost time.
To sum up my weekend, I had a blast and would definitely do it again. I met A LOT of great girls and I can't wait to keep in touch with some of them. I loved wearing all my fancy dresses, struting mah stuff and I've decided to start my own pageant. It's called Miss Peanut Butter Saskatchewan.













