A Ballad for Becca

Becca my dear you are so cool,

We go all the way back to elementary school

Your ode to me was so nice,

Now I am going to let people know about your spice.

You are a good roommate, that is true,

Always picking me up when I feel blue.

When you are on the road, other drivers watch out,

Road rage she has and she starts to shout.

Funny you are, but hilarious i am,

Cracking each other up, we are such hams.

Shopping you love, gallivanting around the pearl,

I think its so funny that you pass out when you hurl

You love kids and are a nanny by day,

But you stand your ground so the kiddos don't always get their way.

Your DVD collection is quite large,

You could rent them out for only a small charge.

You love to travel and been many places,

Well rounded and cultured you've seen many faces.

A cook you are not, unless it's keilbasa

I am glad you decided to live in mi casa.

If you weren't my roommate what would i do

probably work more at the hospital scooping up pooh.

I am oh so thankful to have you around,

so tonight let's party it up with some good ol' crown.

To Cook or Not To Cook....That Is The Question

I like to cook...well only some days, like when I have time and I have all the ingredients that the recipes calls for. Well today was one of those days that I wanted to cook. The only problem is that sometimes I can be kind of klutzy in the kitchen, like grating my skin off when I am actually try to grate cheese, or burning myself, or spilling something all over the counter. Cooking started off great until at lunch I sliced my thumb while trying to cut an apple with an apple cutter. Aren't those things suppose to let you cut an apple safely?
Then I was trying to make enchiladas for dinner and as I was boiling the chicken, the boiling water splashed in my face. I am pretty sure that I will have a blister on my face tomorrow. But the fun doesn't stop there... oh no, there's more. I swear that all moms and chefs have no feeling in their fingers anymore from all the days and years of cooking because after the chicken was done I needed to shred it for the enchiladas and burnt every fingertip I had trying to shred that dumb bird. Seriously, how do you all do it? And I was down one phalange due to the stupid apple cutter incident earlier in the day.

My 8 Facts

#1 I am not an ambiturner when it comes to parking my car. I just can't turn left. I now know how Derek Zoolander felt when he couldn't turn left but then he was finally able to and pulled off magnum. Hopefully my magnum will come someday and I will be able to turn left into a parking spot. It would open up so many parking possibilites.

#2 I am not a big fan of cake. I will eat it if I have to because I don't think it tastes bad, but I would rather indulge in some other kind of sweet. And I don't see what all the hype is about when they finally cut into the cake at weddings and parties. Basically it's just moist bread with some thick sugary coating on top of it. At my parties I have always opted for icecream cake. Now that's the way to go.

#3 I am a sports fan. I think I am one of the few girls that can actually sit down and watch a whole sporting event on TV and not be totally bored. Weird I know. And I think it would be cool to go see the Olympics, World Series, or Superbowl someday. Even the World Cup would be cool and I am not that big of fan of soccer but I hear the World Cup is crazy.

#4 I usually sleep on the right side of the bed. I don't know why because I try to even it out but I always wake up on the right side.

#5 I can't handle bodily fluids. Why am I a nurse you ask? You got me. I think my stomach gets weaker and weaker with each encounter of bodily fluids. I use to feel bad running out of patients room when they were puking (after I handed them a bucket, I am not that bad), or when their ostomy exploded, you know things like that; but now I realize that I am just doing them a favor in case I puke on them. Plus I running to get them medicine to make them feel better faster.

#6 I love to travel...although not by myself unless I am going to meet up with someone somewhere. I don't get the people who enjoy traveling by themselves. There is no one to share any great moments with and plus all the pictures are of yourself and how many pictures of yourself do you really need?

#7 I have been bitten by an ostrich before...and it was at a petting zoo of all places!

#8 I love the beach! I would be perfectly happy with my life if my sole purpose was to enjoy God's beauty by going down to the beach everyday and have a great day swimming, surfing, playing beach volleyball, watching sunsets, and basically just looking out into the vast ocean.

Ok now Pam, Jim, Dwight, Angela, Michael, Phyllis, Kevin, and Oscar it's your turn!
...and that's what she said