Crafts. Yes. Baking. Yes. Cooking….?


Not to toot my own horn but I’m a crafty person. I can crochet pretty well and a hand made blanket turns out to be a good present. I can read a pattern and turn it into something like the picture. My mom thought me how to do a basic granny square when I was 10 and ran with it over the next 13 years. The flower picture is what I’m working on for her for Christmas. Then there’s these cups I make. Something my sister taught me, another great present idea. It’s a bit expensive and the only one I’ve done for myself is the UT one. Another I’ve been working on for almost a year for my best friends graduation that’s still unfinished because I’m lacking the funds… There are other ways to be crafty. I am on a budget of..well, broke haha. This year I bought my friends Christmas presents at the Dollar Tree (sorry if y’all are reading this) but pretty decent presents for 6 of my rinds for about 30 bucks!! I can’t pass that up and I promise you won’t be able to tell. Also I can bake. I made Irish Carbomb cupcakes for my sister’s birthday that were to die for! Being able to do these things, you would think I would be able to cook well too. This past week I cooked for Josh for the first time. He never let me before, he said it was because he didn’t want me to do hard work and said “pretty princess’ don’t need to cook”. Turns out he was afraid I was gonna suck at it and either he’d have to lie to me or hurt my feelings. I’ve been feeling very domestic lately so I went to the store and bought supplies. I was going to make an easy porkchop and rice dinner. First you need pork boneless ribeyes, salt and pepper (FYI…boys don’t have this ingredient lol), 2 cans of French onion soup, and 2 cups of long grain rice. Dump the soup ad rice in an oven pan. Then brown each side of the porkchop seasoned with the salt and pepper (make sure they are really browned..this part is important). Put them on to of soupy-rice combo, cover TIGHTLY with tin foil, and bake at 350 for an hour. Seems easy enough..right? Well i didn’t brown them enough so they looked like white meat with a little bit of pepper. Haha the worst part when I saw it I almost broke down crying. I wanted so bad for it to be perfect!! And it looked weird. Well, him and his brother ate it anyway. They assured me it was good and I had it and it was okay but kinda dry. They said I could cook any time I wanted so I’m still counting this as a win.

More to come on crafts and cooking.


8 months ago

So, 8 months ago today I went on a date. He was going to pick me up at my house but got lost. Met him at the Bill Miller’s (a BBQ place by my house) and he followed me to the Alamo Drafthouse movie theater. We watched 21 Jump Street. I had never been more nervous in my life, I wasn’t even sure if it was a date…I turned to my sister. She said I should offer to pay but if he pays for everything then it’s a date. Check. Ugh then there was that awkward moment with the armrest. That dreaded armrest. Here’s this awesome, incredibly handsome guy that I’m out with. We met in school. He’s in my pediatric clinical and great with kids. Where is his flaw? So back to the armrest…he leaves it up! Good sign #2? I could not tell you a single thing that happened during that movie. I spent the entire time looking at his hand and trying not to fuck things up, say the wrong thing, or do something stupid, what if he’s not into me…and so on. The movie ends and we walk out. Have not touch once, not even accidental brush of arms. This sexy man walks me to my car, says what a great time he had and we should do it again next weekend. Leans in and…shakes my shoulder…lol. It was sweet and endearing but I could help but wanting to kiss the hell out of him! The next date went about the same way. Third day was our first kiss and it was magical. I always thought people were crazy when they say they feel a kiss in their knees but I felt that shit in my toes and back up to my ear lobes. Over the next 8 months we have grown together and he makes me insanely happy! I never thought I could be this happy. We have our ups and downs. i’m not gonna lie we are not a perfect couple but I didn’t think it was even possible for me to be in love this much but he truly is the love of my life. I try everyday to be the best person I can be to feel worthy to call him mine. He’s amazing and sweet and handsome and treats me like a queen! I could never even imagine a better man to be in my life. He goes beyond being the man of my dream. A song from Juno wraps us up pretty perfectly…

You are always trying to keep it real
I’m in love with how you feel
I don’t see what anyone can see in anyone else but you
We both have shiny happy fits of range
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don’t see what anyone can see in anyone else but you

Night Shift Problems

Last month of nursing school and we do an Immersion program where we follow one nurse for 8 of her sifts. I got my first choice, which was the NICU!! Yay me…but I’m working nights. Ok, that’s cool, I’m a night person. But after working 2 nights in a row while sleeping all day, who the fuck can sleep that next night. Not this girl, that’s for damn sure. So what do I do? Take a break from my arts and crafts to go on a 4 hour search on how to make a blog, when all along I had an app for that. Obviously I’m more crafty than techy.