Life with Freckles

Firsts!

2012-02-01T21:51:00.000-05:00

Today is the day friends. The day I received my first...real.....

PAYCHECK!!!

Woo! And today I also booked my first business trip. Yup. I'm feeling pretty spiffy. I'll be headed to Atlanta for 3 days for training in a couple of months and I'm pretty excited. I've never been to Atlanta. I'm hoping to meet some cool people while I'm there and then we can go out on the town! That or I'll just explore on my own. Done and done.

Also. Tomorrow is Thursday, which means it's closer to Friday, which means it's closer to Sunday which means it's closer to SUPERBOWL SUNDAY. Which means it's closer to me making homemade pretzels (the same recipe Erinn, Stephanie and I used to make pretzels at BYU! YUM!) and watching the Patriots beat the Giants.

Big Hair

2012-01-31T21:57:00.000-05:00

So I have thick, naturally curl red hair. In the summer it's basically a ginormous frizz ball and year round I refer to it as the jungle, the mane, the fro, etc. Well, last night I washed my hair and I decided to let it do its thing. So when I woke up it was curly, voluminous, and I went to work that way. Well, I was sitting in my staffing meeting today (which took 3 hours, by the way, and we rounded on about 20 patients...for the love!) and we were waiting for a new OT/PT team to come in and report progress on one of the patients. Dr. W, who I just think is hilarious and while many people may not appreciate his snide, sarcastic, sassy remarks, I find them delightfully amusing. Maybe because none of them have yet to be directed towards me, but I think he's funny and it brings a certain comic relief to an otherwise very drab and sometimes sad environment (hospitals do tend to be a tad gloomy, stressful, and hectic sometimes).
Anyway.
I was sitting in my seat minding my own business when Dr. W looks at me and said, "Wow, Gabe, you have big hair today. What are you, going shopping or something?" I thought it was funny and actually I've thought about this scene several times today and just giggled out loud. Yes, yes, I have big hair because I'm going shopping. Oh lantus, I'm in the south. So I turned to him and said, "No, I am not. This is my mane in all of its natural glory." To which he started giggling. Whether he intended to make fun of me or not, I thought it was amusing.

Cheers to big hair! Sorry, no picture of the 'fro. Couldn't find one in my collection that did it justice and I'm not taking a picture because I had to tame the beast and tie it back because it was driving me CRAZY. So this will have to do:

Picture from here
Yup. That looks about right.

Gabe the Ravenous Chocoholic and Mondays

2012-01-30T19:12:00.000-05:00

First of all let's just talk about yesterday. I was going insane for something sweet and trying my hardest not to binge and eat the entire bag of 100 Grand bars. Plus...they were frozen and I refused to wait for them to defrost. I didn't feel like trying to make chocolate chip cookies again but I needed something STAT!!! Enter: No Bake Chocolate Peanut Butter Cookies, introduced to me in 2006 by the one and only Shawna Gobble. I was doing the ultimate multitasking: talking to Clary (while she was making cookies and chicken-fried rice), making the cookies, eating the "dough," cleaning, and doing the dishes. I was so impatient that I stuck them in the freezer. Mission accomplished. They were (are) scrumptious! I scarfed down...well it doesn't matter how many but there are plenty left over. Yum. YUM! YUM! YUM!

It's Monday. This means that Sunday nights I don't sleep well. I know that Mondays are always busy at the hospital because we have to do additional work from over the weekend since we're not fully staffed on the weekends so that kept me tossing and turning. Plus, I had some crazy vivid dreams last night. I was living in NYC (which was incredible!!! BLISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!) and I was friends with Reagan (I love her blog) and her husband Jake. It was awesome. I woke up at 2am and for some reason kept thinking I had to get up soon. When I finally realized it was 2am and that meant I could sleep for 4 more hours, I happily slipped back into slumber only to toss and turn and re-position myself dozens of times, fall asleep and repeat. Then I work up at 6:05 which is basically a death sentence since it's pointless to go back to sleep when I know my alarm is going to go off in 20 minutes! I got out of bed and the first thought that came to mind was, "I can't wait to get back into bed tonight."
Then I got in my car and my gas light blinked...drats. Last week I saw gas for $3.07 and I don't know who got ticked off or what but now gas is $3.32 and I'm severely annoyed. Please, PLEASE just stay under $3 (and while you're at it feel free to go back to $1.50). And another light stayed on. Let me just tell you, when ANY light stays on, I freak out. A light stayed on. I panicked.

Usually my thoughts immediately go something like this: My car is going to explode or Something is going to internally blow up or My tire is going to go flying off on my way to work, I'm going to swerve, kill myself and maybe someone else or My tire is going to pop and I'm going to lose control and flip over and then my car will explode. Clearly I watch a few too many action-packed movies where cars explode. I like those movies. Anyway, I looked it up in the handy dandy driver's manual and discovered it was telling me the tire pressure was low. Ok great, thanks...WHICH TIRE?!?! So I called my mom, because that's what I always do when I start to panic about something, and she told me to just bring it to the dealer. Well, that would involve me being tormented from now until I brought it to the dealer. And that would involve me finding the closest dealer, figuring out when I could bring it in, and then bringing it in. Do you know how long that might require me to be tortured by this horrid light????? TOO LONG! I was convinced I just needed to put air in my tires so I did and that annoying little light went off. YAH! Feelin' good. Feelin' good.

But despite the restless sleep, crazy morning, tire fiasco, and it just being a Monday, today was pretty swell. I saw a whoppin' 12 patients today and all on my own but one. I wrote orders, called nurses, made jokes with patients, busted out notes like I was a veteran, and had a good day. BUT OH MY LANTUS can I just tell you something AWKWARD that happened??? I cover the rehab floors (which means hip and knee replacements) so I went upstairs during lunch time to check on a few patients while they ate and one notorious patient (who is REALLY sketchay) stopped me. He has a deep, hoarse whisper, and a gaze that makes me feel slightly uncomfortable, and he speaks in puffs like this: Hey. How. are you? What. is. your name? Pictured it? Creepy right? Well keep reading. I introduced myself and he shook my hand and then...he KISSED my hand. Now, had he been younger, not in the hospital, and attractive, I might have blushed and been flattered. But since the circumstances weren't even close to that...OHmylantus. OHmygosh. Ohmylantus. Ohmyuncomfortable. Oh my. Oh gosh. OH gosh. Oh please don't touch me. I know, some of you may think I've overreacted but forthelove, no. NO. I'm a woman and I think we are born with a little innate alarm that goes off when we sense a creeper. At least I'm convinced I have an alarm and it goes off when I sense as sketchy situation and a creeper. Just sayin'. Shockingly enough, I maintained my composure and chatted for a moment more and then off I went to bathe my hand in hand sanitizer and soap and water. OOOOOH creepy. Gotta love working in healthcare.

So that was my day. It was good. I can't wait to go to the gym, shower, and then curl up in bed and read. Well, really I just can't wait to curl up in bed and read. I'm currently reading, "The Tipping Point" by Malcolm Gladwell. I highly recommend it and any of his books. I've read his book, "Outliers." VERY interesting and insightful and just delightful reads. Peace out!

It Had To Be Done

2012-01-29T15:31:00.002-05:00

Remember those cookies I made? Well, I was lamenting to my mom (my baking guru and mentor) about how disappointed I was with them. They were sub-par: crispy (I like chewy), wimpy (not meaty enough), and with a disappointing taste. So after a few days of snacking on them and then being reminded how disappointing they were, I threw them out.

It had to be done. They were a waste of calories and ingredients!!! Gross. And if I am going to indulge in something, make it worth it! These were not worth it. Nope. I should have just bought the 2-lb Reeses Peanut Butter Cups that I saw. Jeepers. My mom gave me some tips so next time hopefully they'll be up to my standards.

Then one of my best pals Clary was facebooking about how she was eating Rolos. Dude. I LOVE Rolos. Seriously. They are in my Top 5 Favorite Candy. So yesterday I bopped in to Wally World on the hunt for some Rolos and Red Vines for the movies. It had to be done. I was in wee bit of a rush and couldn't find Rolos (sad day!) so I substituted: 100 Grand for Rolos.

Acceptable, especially since 100 Grand also makes my Top 5. Delish. I've been trying not to eat the entire bag of 100 Grand bars and let me tell ya, it's hard. So I stuck them in the freezer because this is one candy bar I know I do not like to eat frozen. Frozen caramel? Gross and ouch. Don't think that will stop me from eating one when I really, really want one, but it'll keep my sticky paws out of them when I get a wicked craving (and that's when I open my snazzy candy draw and grab some Red Vines since I didn't eat them during the movie! Yesssss!)

Oh and I saw "One for the Money" with Katherine Heigl. Eh. RottenTomatoes had it right on. Not that great of a film. I mean it was funny, but not that great. Except, it was a $6 matinee! SIX BUCKS! I can't remember the last time I only paid $6 for a matinee. That in and of itself almost made it worth it. BUT get this! "Iron Lady" is playing and I am definitely going to see that soon. I'm stoked. I'm also looking forward to the new Channing Tatum and Rachel McAdams film "The Vow" and the movie "This Means War" with Chris Pine, Reese Witherspoon, and Tom Hardy.

And in other news: This is my friend Alyssa (Sister Gerber).

We know each other from Tucson. We lived 3 doors down from each other. Fun fact. My first Sunday at church here in South Carolina I was nervous and anxious because I didn't know anyone....I thought. I was (blissfully) wrong! I heard my name, looked over and saw Sister Gerber! She is serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in this area and I didn't even know it. Truthfully I almost started crying because I was so happy to see a familiar face. I looked at her in shock for a good 1.37 seconds and then hugged her and we giggled and chatted in disbelief. LOVE. IT.

I actually got to go out with her and her companion yesterday and it was awesome. I'm so proud of her. She is going great things and rockin' it. So today, since she is being transferred, we decided to take pictures and a short video so that I could post it on facebook for all of our Tucson pals. It had to be done!

Last night was my first night dining out in Myrtle Beach. Let me tell you, this place is HOPPING and it's only January. Can I tell you how wicked excited I am to go out when summer is here and it's really hopping?!?! I'm wicked excited!!! I was loving the night life and can't wait for more outings. My first ever dining out experience was at Nacho Hippo---a mexican place/sports bar/live music/hang out. Yummmm!

Picture here

Wicked fun. And next week the girls (aka the other dietitians I work with) and I may get sushi after work. OHmylantus I'm excited!!! (Shannon-the fact that you used "Oh my lantus" made my life!)

And ok, I ran 8.66 miles on Friday and I did it at an 8:04 pace, which is slower than my usual pace but I'm working up to. That was not an easy run but I did it. Yay! But um, ok, chaffing is a bugger and it REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY hurts. I got home, showered, and whined on and off for the rest of the evening (and weekend). I can push myself through muscle soreness but chaffing is a beast and I not a fan. Not one bit.

Finally. I love my Toms. I pretty much wear them as often as possible and also as slippers when I get home from work. I may ~~or may not~~ have worn them around my apartment last night with my pj's (while watching Step Up....) and I am most definitely wearing them now. I can't wait to get another snazzy pair.

Sometimes this is all that gets me through my day

2012-01-26T22:43:00.001-05:00

I like quotes, a lot. I find words to be a quick, yet powerful source of inspiration and motivation. This is one quote (of many scattered on sticky notes and index cards about my bedroom and apartment) that hangs in my bedroom mirror, and often, is the boost I need to get through a day:

Don't demand things that are unreasonable. But, demand of yourself improvement. As you let the Lord help you through that, He will make the difference."
-Elder Russell M. Nelson

Today was a great day. I got to see a lot of patients by myself, go to meetings on my own, and pretty much do own my thing. It was scary and I felt a little unsure and at times lost, scared, and unprepared but, that's how you learn and it certainly builds up my confidence, slowly but surely. I got to hang out with some amazing people. It's true, what they say about surrounding yourself with good people and good friends. I'm incredibly blessed with amazing people who I get to surround myself with. I'm making some delightful friends here and it just makes me so happy. I'm elated. Friends are wonderful. Saturday I am going to the movies, lunch, and shopping with the girls from work and I am so excited. Tonight I watched the animated film "Rio" with some new friends. Have you seen it? I had not seen it before this evening and it was great! I was laughing and giggling the whole time. I'd recommend it!

Picture from here

Now, my Celtics have made an incredible comeback against the Orlando Magic so I'm off to watch them finish off the Magic (muah ahaahah!). Last night was the first night since I've moved here that I slept through the entire night (I sound like a baby) without waking up to see what time it was. THANK GOODNESS. Must have been that great chat with Clary (relaxing and therapeutic) and that run (another reason to exercise--you sleep better!!!).

In Case You Are Wondering....

2012-01-25T20:34:00.001-05:00

Photo from Pinterest---love this site!

My current state is this: I feel like the pits. I even had diet coke today and I was still lethargic. Ick. So I got home and the guilt trip ensued. I didn't go running Monday because I felt awful. I didn't go yesterday because I sped home from work, ate, changed, and headed to an activity and then got home too late to go because I had to get to bed. So, I gave myself the mother of all guilt trips and decided I would just run for 30 minutes and call it a deal.

Except then I thought about the bariatric webinar I sat in on today and the importance of exercising and I thought, You know Gabe, you should be an example. And thank you to the girl who was running near me, who immediately triggered my competitive side. I'm a little competitive (that's a full blown lie). So then I busted to get to 4 miles in 32 minutes and that was hard. My body is not happy with me. But then the adrenaline and hormones kicked in and I pushed myself and ended up doing intervals for a grand total of 7.36 miles. My body still hates me but my conscience is clear...until tomorrow. Exercise people. Just do it. I'm serious.

Also I felt the need to blog. My friend Clary texted me today and this is all the text said, "I saw your blog post this morning" followed by...nothing. This had me slightly concerned because usually Clary is very expressive and we are constantly cracking jokes and such so I panicked and could not remember for the life of me what I blogged about yesterday--I was that tired. Then it dawned on me that the first thing most people who see is The Biebs and weeeeellllllll, that had to change stat.

This post is lame. I apologize for the sub-par blogging, but the Biebs had to go. I'm eating toast and then going to bed. Over and out.

And I Was Like Baby, Baby, Baby

2012-01-24T21:06:00.000-05:00

Gabe's Guilty Pleasure #58: "Baby" by Justin Bieber ft. Ludacris.

Photo here

I know, I know, I know. The Biebs? Really Gabe, really? I can't help it! I can't. The song came on the radio today as I was driving home and I pumped up the volume, sung along, and had a jam sesh with the Biebs. It was a blast. I'm not a Bieber fan, I'm not. Really. But I do enjoy a couple of his songs. "Baby" reminds me of my senior year at BYU when my girls Beca, Linds, and I would have dance parties in my apartment until 3am practicing our dance moves and brushing up on our break dancing skills. We were pretty legit (Uhhhhhhh.....). We can stall and c-walk, among other things. Legit. (burst out laughing now)
Inspired by this experience, I have created a playlist in my iTunes entitled, "Guilty Pleasures." Arists included are the Biebs and Spice Girls. Don't judge.

It feels like summer here and ohmylantus I love it!!! I stepped out this morning and I felt it: HUMIDITY. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As I drove home from work it was beautiful out. It smelled like summer, I had my windows down, and it was just wonderful. Then the Biebs came on and I was so happy I hardly knew what to do. Blissful.

I had a fantastic day at work. I really love my job. I'm sorry if you get tired of my professing my love of my job but I do. Better than listening to me hating it right?!?! I thought so! I got to do a few educations by myself today and I thoroughly enjoy working with the patients. I even documented by myself and got to fill out my snazzy productivity sheet and send fun e-mails to my HR manager abotu the Patriots win-ha! Great day. Also I was educating a patient and his wife and then they told me I was cute and started asking me questions. I knew what was coming:
How old are you? 24.
Ooooh! Are you from here? No, I'm from New England.
Why did you move here? Somewhere new. Because I can. I thought it would be a fun adventure!
Oh. Well, are you married? Do you have a boyfriend? No. [Told ya it was coming]
WHAT?! YOU DON'T! Nope.
But you are so cute!! Well, don't you worry. We have a grandson...
So back to those sources of quality protein....This is the second time this has happened to me. Funny and very amusing. I couldn't help but smile as I walked out of the room.

I think I ate something weird or I have hand sanitizer residue in my mouth because everything I eat tastes off, bitter, and gross. Sad. I love food. I hope this is very temporary because this is distressing. But I addressed my mid-afternoon snack attack with a yogurt and a 20oz DC. Problem solved. Not a hunger pain to be felt at 5pm. Whabam!

And since I didn't watch a movie, I think maybe I'll start one tonight. Or just watch Big Bang Theory. Gosh I adore Sheldon.

Snack Attack

2012-01-23T19:42:00.002-05:00

In between the hours of 1:45pm and 3:50pm I become temporarily obsolete. It's the afternoon crash, the post-lunch dive. This experience is exacerbated by the ever dreaded day of the week: Monday. Actually I don't despise Mondays and today was great, but they can be a drag. I have discovered that I am about 300% more productive in the morning. I'll remember this for when the dietitians unleash me to do my own work.

Anyway, I forgot to grab a snack when I got lunch so I was dying this afternoon. There are times when chewing gum just doesn't cut it. I can no longer outsmart my body. I got out of work at 5pm and my brain and stomach where plotting against me with a vengeance. I was ravenous and I'm sure my blood sugars were very low. It was all I could do not to start gnawing on my fingers as I drove home. Thank goodness for gum, which temporarily took the edge off until I burst through the door of my apartment. I opened the cupboards, the fridge, the popcorn tin and was baffled at what to eat since I needed food STAT and knew I should probably try to eat something healthy.

Until I spotted these baaaad boys....

And I was a goner. I popped one in my mouth and then a second and enjoyed the ride as my blood sugar normalized. Mmmmm mm! Then I took my coat off, popped a handful of popcorn in my mouth, put some laundry in, had some almonds, turned on my computer, and finally heated up pasta and veggies. Lesson learned: I must have a mid-afternoon snack (or some DC, Diet Coke that is. Can I get a caffeine fix please!!)

I was planning on hitting up the gym but I'm waiting for my laundry to finish up, which has my gym stuff in it, and by the time it's done it'll be later than I'd like to go to the gym. Plus, I really don't feel very well. I'm freezing, tired, and all I want is a hot shower, to watch a movie, and to cuddle. I miss my dog Scotty. Lots. He's a good cuddle buddy. Awwww!!! I miss him a lot.

So these are my movie options for the evening: Devil Wears Prada, While You Were Sleeping, or Sabrina (Harrison Ford version). I'm thinking Devil Wears Prada. Although I do love Sandra Bullock. Oh! Maybe Blindside since I'm riding on a the high of the Patriot's win last night. Which reminds me, I saw Dr. W (that's what I will call him from now on) today. He's the outspoken, sassy MD I will have the pleasure of working with. I can't wait to start working with him. We talked about the Patriots' win and smack-talked the Giants' fans. Aw good times. Hmmm...but Sabrina is a good flick. Hmm. I got some thinking to do.

And these are my new work shoes.

They are Crocs. I hate Crocs. I think Crocs are the ugliest shoes I have ever seen. WELL, hold it. That's not entirely true. I mean some of the hideous shoes they feature in runway shows and in Vogue and other fashion magazines are rather hideous too. Anyway, Crocs. I do not like them BUT these are an (and perhaps the only) exception. They are very comfortable and pretty cute (<---that was hard to type) for Crocs.

OH! LAUNDRY IS DONE! Hot shower, warm jammies fresh out of the dryer, a movie, and reading a few pages out of "The Charming Quirks of Others" by Alexander McCall Smith. Sounds wonderful. I'm serious...give the series a try! Start with "The Sunday Philosophy Club" because, well, it's the first one. Always a good place to start *wink*

IT'S NO GOOD!!!!!

2012-01-22T20:18:00.007-05:00

"With the Patriots leading by 3 points with 11 seconds left, Billy Cundiff missed a 32-yard field goal attempt and the Patriots escaped with a 23-20 win Sunday in the AFC championship game." -espn.com

My reaction...

And now we're heading to the Superbowl.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm pretty sure that if my neighbor was home during the last 5 minutes of the game, he might be thinking I'm at little odd considering I was screaming with delight, squealing, and giggling. Not to mention my heart was pounding, adrenaline surging through my veins, and I was going nuts running between the TV and the kitchen (making cookies--see below), texting 3 different people, and praying and pleading that our defense would hold off the Ravens. Success. Luck. I love football. LOVE IT. I love sports. Especially when my teams play in nail-biting, heart-pounding games like that. Way to go Patriots! I need to find some fellow Pats fans to watch the Superbowl with. Or fly home...

So today was the first time I used my snazzy orange KitchenAid. And I used it to make my signature chewy chocolate chip cookies.

Except.

I forgot to purchase vanilla when I went grocery shopping and even though the recipe only called for a teaspoon, I could taste the difference. But the cookie I tried was yummy. Getting used to a new oven was interesting because usually this delectable treat only takes 8-10 minutes to bake and it actually took about 15 minutes. Aw well.

Also I have a candy drawer. I am establishing this as a tradition in my home and future homes. This drawer really only looks like a gum drawer at the moment but that's because I ate the red vines, most of the Starbursts, and the chocolate is in the freezer.

Song of the weekend: "Let Go" by Safetysuit (one of my favorite bands and they just released a new album!). Go youtube it! Sweet beat, cool voice. Go! Go!

It was L.O.V.E at first sight

2012-01-21T17:03:00.004-05:00

Saw them. Fell in love. Thought about them for a week...all of the time and decided that I had to have them in my life.

Expected arrival date: Monday. Actual arrival date: Friday.

This = one VERY happy Gabe. I literally ripped the box open.

I love that lamp too. This photo was partially staged to have the shoes as the main focus and to show off that fantastic lamp.

I'm, you know, a tad excited....!!!!!

This is my first pair of Toms. I love them. They are so comfortable and so cool. I am a fan and will likely order another snazzy pair in the future.

So let's review today shall we?

First of all it was....

I headed to Broadway at the Beach. It was pretty cool. I can see it being a bit more exciting in the summer since quite a few shops were closed to revamp, renovate, etc. before tourist season begins. I'm taking my mom here when she comes to visit (hopefully soon!!) But let's talk about this place:

Perhaps one of the coolest candy stores I've been to. Well, maybe not coolest but it was pretty cool. They had TWO POUND Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. TWO POUNDS! That's huge. That's craziness! I told my brother the next time I go home or when he comes to visit, I'll get it for him. And if you come visit and want it, I might get you one too. I also saw a 5-pound Hershey's chocolate bar. They had everything and tons of candy paraphernalia (pillows, lunchboxes, backpacks, pens, t-shirts, underwear, etc.). Perhaps surprising, I actually didn't purchase anything.

Next, I went to the aquarium. It was pretty cool. Smaller than I had expected and really I went just to see the sharks since the 501 and the 17 are littered with billboards about the amazing shark exhibit.

First I saw puffer fish and porcupine fish but they didn't blow up. How unexciting. I was hoping someone would provoke them so we could see them in action but no such luck. That's kind of mean that I would hope someone would provoke them for my viewing pleasure isn't it? Well no one bothered them except the spunky 5-year old constantly tapping on the glass, but even that didn't faze them.

I got to touch a horseshoe crab!

I didn't take any pictures of them but I also got to touch a stingray. I think, after the sharks, the stingrays were my favorite. They are so fun to watch. Plus I think they are a little spunky. At the petting bay, a few attempted to leap out of the water and I thought it was hilarious. I don't think the girl sitting at the edge of the water not paying attention appreciated it but that made me silently laugh even harder. It was funny, trust me. But watching them was really mesmerizing and relaxing. Perhaps the soft music helped but now I really want go swimming with sting rays someday.

I also saw...

...Dory and Nemo!!!

They were hard to take a photo of because they darted around so quickly.

...nasty eels

...and an octopus that had hidden itself in the uppermost corner of the tank. It actually looked kind of gross. The lighting was bad so I couldn't get a good picture. I also saw some ugly looking seahorses. They are the kind that can blend in with plants and things as a protective measure, which I'm happy for them, but they are not pretty to look at. But still, yay for seahorses!!!

Now, let's go on to the feature presentation: THE SHARKS

Yes that is a nurse shark just lying on the top of the glass

This is a sawfish. 18ft long.

I learned that the males use that thing in battle during breeding season. Yikes. Having these guys swim over your head was a little unnerving and impressive.

I just like this picture because the shark looks very scary.

Noggin...duuuuude. A sea turtle! This guy was going to town on that plant.

Ok so I really, really, really liked the sharks. This particular shark was doing something funky with his mouth and it looked like he had dislocated his jaw (preparing for a tasty lunch?) or was about to pop out dentures. Either way, it was so creepy and yet so cool. And his teeth are scary.

Awesome. Wicked awesome.

So overall the aquarium was pretty cool. Honestly, I like Boston's aquarium better--they have penguins, cute, hilarious, and baby penguins--but I also think their aquarium is bigger so perhaps it's unfair to compare the two.

After Broadway at the Bay, I was contemplating going for a stroll on the beach but it was cloudy and getting a little cool, plus I was tired, so I headed to Market Commons to hit up Barnes and Noble for a little fun, relaxing, intellectual and creative stimulation. I found 2 books I think I'm going to get---about Italian and French, of course!---but I'll see if I can find them on Amazon first. I do so love (sensibly-priced) books!!! Also I have requested the book "Twinkie, Deconstructed" by Steve Ettlinger from the library. Have you read it??

What's on tap Mac?

2012-01-20T20:20:00.002-05:00

First of all may I once again reiterate how excited I am about my job? I am wicked excited. I'm so happy and so excited. I know it's only been 2 days and surely there will be days I don't feel this way but overall, I. am. so. excited. I have a purpose again and goals and challenges. I spent most of the day training with my manager and taking my competency exams. Side note: the exams were not that bad EXCEPT for the peds ones. Yikes. But I managed and learned a few new things. Good. Good. I love learning. Love it! Anyway, I'm wicked excited. Wicked.

Now, exciting things. I ran 8 miles today in under an hour, clocked at an average pace of 7min 30 seconds. I really can't tell you how blown away I am. Never in my lifetime did I think I would ever be able to run like this. I like to end my runs with Flo Rida's "Club Can't Handle Me." Great work out song.

Another exciting thing. I love getting mail and packages. Who doesn't? Unless it's spam mail or junk mail or something but you know what I mean. Well, I ordered something a couple of weeks ago and I wasn't expecting it to arrive until Monday. Well friends, it arrived today. I'm not going to tell you what the contents of the package are because it will be included in my blog tomorrow. (EEEEEVIL!)

On tap for tomorrow (I can't wait): Broadway at the Beach. The aquarium. BEACH aka freckling. It's supposed to be in the 70s! YESSAH!

I got his picture here

Now, I'm off to relax. Homemade popcorn and either "The Miracle," "Sabrina" (with Harrison Ford...oh Paris!), or "The Devil Wears Prada." I like Anne Hathaway. I think she's really pretty and comical. Did you see one of her latest flicks, "One Day?" I did. I liked it. The scenery is incredible. I was in love with the scenery and once again it tickled the strings in my heart that ache to travel. Also, Jim Sturgess and his accent weren't a bad touch either, at all. Well let's be clear, his character (Dex--I love that. Dex. Not Dexter because I think of Dexter's Laboratory, but Dex. I like it.) at the end of the film was very, very attractive. I thought.

Until tomorrow...Happy Friday!

White Lab Coat

2012-01-19T18:00:00.000-05:00

Today was my first official day training as the newest dietitian on staff. Monday-Wednesday was a general hospital orientation and I eagerly waited to start the specific training. I was terribly excited to once again don my white lab coat only this time I wouldn't be an intern; I would be the real thing: Gabe S, RD, LD. I'm registered, I'm licensed, and I am so ready.

Naturally, I was a little nervous and it didn't help that I didn't sleep well last night, but I am very fortunate to have completed my internship at UMC because I definitely am and feel over-prepared and ready to rock it!! I felt very comfortable as the dietitians were showing me how they do things and after a year of not practicing clinical, it's all starting to come back to me. Except...they asked me to do a patient's ideal body weight and adjusted body weight and I panicked because I couldn't remember exactly how to do it and I didn't have my cheat sheet/clinical pocket guide with me but I managed just fine. Whew. I certainly have some refreshing to do and, of course, hospital specific practices to learn but I'm feeling pretty good.

Plus there are several New England transplants here and it was music to my ears to hear one of the nurse's Massachusetts accent. I informed her that if I ever felt a pang of homesickness I would find her and just listen to her talk for a minute. She laughed and agreed.

I got to sit in rounds today with the head doctor of the rehab floors I'll be covering and I already like him. He's VERY sassy, sarcastic, and quick. Bring it on Doctor. He found out I did my undergrad at BYU and naturally Jimmer came up and we began a very lively conversation. I'm excited to work with him. And I was highly amused when each time someone or a new team came into the room the doctor would loudly announce my presence and introduce everyone. I certainly felt welcome, in the most obnoxious way possible. I think it'll be a lot of fun!

What a good day. And a lovely sunset/view from my place. It's supposed to be in the 70s this weekend. I'll be strolling the Atlantic. Maybe I'll get some more freckles.

And I had Cheerios for dinner. But not regular Cheerios or Honey Nut but banana and chocolate. Oh yeah. Cereal for dinner? Yum. CHOCOLATE for dinner? Even bettah.

And my song of the day is "Enchanted" by Taylor Swift. If you hang around here long enough you'll hear it on my playlist!

What's a holiday?

2012-01-17T20:12:00.003-05:00

Working at a hospital you sometimes forget that there are such things called holidays where places actually close in honor of these wonderful people or events. Such was the case yesterday. Excitedly, I zipped over to the library to get a library card only to find the library parking lot all but abandoned. I thought that very strange and as I approached the doors--locked--I realized it was Martin Luther King Jr. Day and thus it was closed.

Drat.

So I was DELIGHTED today when after work I not only found a short-cut to the library from work, but it was open. Hooray! I approached the desk trying with some level of difficulty to contain my excitement and eagerness and then explained I would like to get a card. I patiently waited and then the librarian had me sign the back of my card and I almost clicked my heels. Then she was explaining to me all the services of the library and I think she could tell I was super excited because there was a smile playing on her lips and a twinkle in her eye as I was about ready to rip the card out of her hands like a greedy kid getting a plate full of cookies. OH HAPPY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Little did she know I already knew where the closest libraries are located, how the online catalog works, and that I had already searched for a few books I wanted to check out before I even moved to the state. I have my priorities. I was on a mission. So I thanked the librarian and all but bounced over to the computer to search for books, placed 2 on hold and scoured the floor looking for the remaining books on my list. Success! Currently I'm hooked on the Isabel Dalhousie series by Alexander McCall Smith, the same author of The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency series. His books are delightful, insightful, cozy, amusing, and comforting. I highly recommend them.

There are a few places I look for immediately, or before I even arrive, at a location: the nearest grocery stores, clothing stores, and public libraries. Having a library card is a must.

Off to prepare for my CPR class, read a little from ASPEN, and then...reading for pleasure.

I am one very happy girl.

(Please pardon the natural ~~craziness~~ curl of my red mane. I embrace it.)

Done. And Done.

2012-01-15T19:26:00.000-05:00

There is something rather inspiring and self satisfying when you figure something out and/or fix something all by yourself. Don't you agree?

The water pressure in my shower is terrible. I have a thick and, at times, unruly mane so having water that trickles through my hair is not going to work. Nope. Negative. Not having it. I had a conversation with my brother a few weeks ago about how to fix the water pressure problem by altering the shower head because companies apparently insert a little obnoxious piece that is meant to save water but as an annoying side effect, weakens the water pressure. So really what you're telling me is that in your attempt to save water, I have to stand in the shower longer getting more and more frustrated that I can't get the stupid product out of my hair because it takes longer for the water to penetrate through my hair?

*Unamused look* Uh huh. That's what I thought.

Now I wasn't sure exactly how to go about removing this obnoxious piece so I called my brother and we agreed to phone conference today to walk me through fixing this dismal problem. We played phone tag and while I waited to hear back from him I decided to take matters into my own hands.

7 minutes later....

Voila! I figured it out myself! *Fist pump* Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Wahoo! Oh yeah! Beaming like a proud 4-year old who just figured out how to fit the square block into the square hole, not the triangle hole, I excitedly texted my brother. I'm still waiting for his enthusiastic and proud response, but I, for one, am giddily delighted. Small victories are ever-so empowering.

Once again I stand by the notion that my theme song at this stage in my life is "Miss Independent" by Ne-Yo. Cue the band, sing it son!

C'est Samedi

2012-01-14T15:23:00.000-05:00

It's a wee bit nippy out so when I woke up I decided a mug of the Ghiradelli Hazel hot chocolate and a toasted English muffin with peanut butter and a banana sounded yummy for breakfast. That is until half way through my English muffin I again realized how much I dislike crunchy peanut butter. I don't know if it's the wacko organic brand (my mom brought and left for me to finish) or something else but I am not a fan of chunky peanut butter. I was so turned off that I threw the rest of the muffin away and sipped on hot chocolate. My stomach was not happy. Lesson learned-stick to creamy.

I spent my morning going over my budget and to be honest, I like budgeting. It's kind of fun. I know, I'm a nut case but I do think it fun. I might not think this same way when I find an oh-so-cute-perfect-I-have-to-have-them pair of shoes that I really, really, really want or when I want to take a spontaneous vacation to Paris or San Diego or San Fran. But hey, that's life right? I like it.

Next I decided it would be ~~a good idea~~ smart to see what I need to do to get a SC driver's license and to register my car.

THREE ~~FREAKIN'~~ HOURS LATER.....

I found, downloaded, and filled out (mostly) all the necessary forms...I think. I pondered and fretted over the question, "Are you a resident of this state?" for about 30 minutes. Well, how do you define "resident" exactly? I know for school/tuition purposes you usually have to live in the state for 12 months, in which case no but I fully intend to live here for at least that long. My permanent residence is now *gulp* here so that makes me a resident...right? Well I figured it all out. Boy oh boy I am not excited. I hope my experiences with the DMV and registration office here are much better than at home. Going to the town hall to register my car at home was a ridiculous experience. The women who run it are (mother and daughter) still stuck in the 1970s, meaning they still do things by hand and typewriter so one usually plans to be waiting anywhere from 1-4 hours depending on day of the week and time of the month. And you had better be prepared are they will, literally, bark at you. It's frightening. I've seen even the most self-assured, egotistical, confident of men bow to these women like a reed in the wind. I hope it's not like that here. One can hope. On the bright side--well that depends on how good/awful my picture is--I only have to renew my license every 10 years and my car every 2. Cool. Now to figure out when I'll be able to get all of this stuff done since you know their hours are conveniently the same as my working hours.

For the love. I'm exhausted.

NFL Saturday, here I come. Let's go Pats!

I Will Find You...

2012-01-13T19:20:00.001-05:00

I walked into a Fresh Market today. It was a disappointment, to be honest. I was hoping for a knock-off Trader Joe's experience and...it wasn't. It has a Trader Joe-esque feel but the prices are WAY higher and the store is smaller. Bust. The nearest Trader Joe's is in Charleston so I'll definitely be making a stop there when I head to Charleston. BUT, I did find a source for Ghiradelli chocolate chips. Mom will be so proud!!!! So I snatched up a few bags and some Hazelnut hot chocolate (my favorite) and was on my merry way.

And for lunch, thank you Fresh Market, I had a turkey, Havarti (the sharper the better), cranberry sauce sandwich. It was deeeeeeeelish! I was starving. I had to go to the hospital to get some labs drawn and to do a drug test and forgot to bring something with me to snack on afterward. I decided--after speaking to the Staff Health RN--that I would explore some of the towns and the cute shops south so I was in serious need of food. I also found dried pears. I love dried fruit--pears and berries are among my favorite so when I saw these dried guys, I had to have 'em. Yum! Also my mom showed me how to pop my own popcorn at home. Greatest. Thing. EVER. Recipe to follow. It's so easy, cheap, and I can season it to my liking.

Seriously, I am loving South Carolina. Loving it.

Popcorn

You will need:

-oil (I use canola)

-popcorn kernels

-a large sauce pan or pot with a lid

-butter (I use butterspray or popcorn butter spray which you can get at Wal-Mart)

-popcorn seasoning (also available at Wal-Mart and it can be used on veggies too!)--I recommend White Cheddar.

Over medium heat (about a 7) put 1-2 Tablespoons of oil in the pot. Add a large handful of popcorn kernels, enough to cover the bottom of the pot. Cover the pot with a lid.

When the first couple of kernels pop, lift the pot off the heat and wait for 30-45 seconds. This is important. I don't know why, but it is.

Next, place the pot back on the burner and swirl the pot around the burner as you let the kernels pop into a blissful treat.

When you are only hearing a couple of kernels pop (this takes about 1-1.5 minutes), take the pop off the burner.

Spray with popcorn butterspray or butterspray and season with popcorn seasoning powder and INDULGE!

*Fun fact! Did you know popcorn is a whole grain?!! It's healthy for you! Whaaaaat?! 3 cups=1 serving of grains.

Burn Baby Burn

2012-01-12T16:57:00.005-05:00

I'm glad I moved last weekend because New England apparently got slammed with snow. It's 67 degrees here and my windows are open. Haha suckers!! (yes that was necessary)

So the only "eh" thing about my apartment is that when I walk in it smells like a hotel room and I think one of my neighbors either next door or below me smokes because sometimes it permeates in my laundry area. NOT a fan. So I bought a pumpkin spice candle and have been burning it every day for hours to try to get my place to smell like a home. Well that wasn't working. The candle, try as it might, wasn't potent enough. So I decided I needed to bust out the big guns:

Yankee Candles

I googled the closest Yankee Candle Store (here on after known as the YCS) and found a bunch of wholesalers but that wasn't good enough. I want the store. I want my olfactory senses to be overwhelmed with ALL of the delightful scents YC has to offer. I know, I'm demanding. Plus I knew they were having massive sales so I had to find a store. Well, ladies and gents, let me just digress for a hot sec and tell you that one of the best things about where I live is I am near EVERYTHING. The mall: 4 miles. The Tangor Outlets: BOTH are a few miles away. The ritzy Market Commons: down the street (I LOVE Market Commons. It's like my Newburyport. Well, not really but close enough). My hospital: 13 minutes. The ocean: 5 miles. Wal-Mart (eh...): 3 minutes. Grocery store: 3 minutes. A bajillion FRESH SEAFOOD restaurants...minutes. So imagine my giddy delight to find a YCS in the mall 4 miles away. Yesssssssss! Hopped in my car and headed that way where I popped into Sears to get some new pillows for my spiffy new bed and whadda ya know they were having a sweet sale! Check that off my list. On a tangent, can I just tell you how odd it is to have a queen bed? I've never had a bed bigger than a twin and now that I have a big bed I find I still curl up on one side of the bed. Hmm. Odd. Anyway...

I popped into the YCS, called my mom to get her expert advice on a potent candle and one that she burns/reminded me of home since she is a loyal YC customer. Plus, since infancy my mom has burned candles or something so home always smelled wonderful. I will carry on the tradition. Anyway, OH my lantus they were having a 50% sale!!! I got those two large beauts and saved myself $30. Dang I love sales! I'm burning Autumn Wreath and it is scrumptious!

Also on my list of things to purchase are two massive jars to hold my sugar and flour for baking. The first Wal-Mart I went to did not have them stocked but another one only had one jar left so I snatched that up and viola!

Now I'm on the hunt for another one for my sugar and some more flour so the jar doesn't look so lame.

I also bought myself a DVD player. It's amazing the things you take for granted when you live with your family or with roommates who have these things. But I got a cheap one at Best Buy and since there is also a Red Box about 57 seconds down the road, I'm going to watch "The Help" (and then my favorite TV show at the moment "The Big Bang Theory"...bazinga!) Did you read "The Help?" If not, you should. I could not put it down. It's fabulous.

The Move South

2012-01-11T11:53:00.002-05:00

As promised, here is a recollection of the move.

First of all, I had to pick up my 10ft U-Haul on Thursday evening. I was a little nervous about driving it because I've never driven anything that big before. I really wanted my mom to come with me so that I could secretly have her drive it back to the house to load it up but she couldn't so I took my brother and he would drive my car back and I would drive the U-Haul. Drats. Now, in reality the truck is not that big or long but I was pretty sure that I should probably have a CDL to drive that beast around and the little trailer hooked on the back to pull my car. So what I'm really trying to say is that I felt like I was driving a bus. Great. Basically all I was imaging was the MASSIVE semi-trucks and how tricky it is for them to make turns. You know what I mean--when they are turning towards you and you are certain that they are going to hit you straight on and then all of the sudden they straighten out and you remember to do that important thing called breathing? Yes, I had these irrational fears zipping through my mind. Not to mention I knew I would have to drive on I-95 through Massachusetts---hello aggressive drivers--and THE BRONX--hello rude, impatient drivers--with this beast and I was psyching myself out. And as I was driving home after picking it up, I was panicking about whether or not the parking brake was on because the stupid beast kept making horrible noises. No the parking brake was not on, I was again just being silly, and unbeknownst to me, large trucks just make lots of scary and odd noises.

So we set out at 4am Saturday morning. I decided to let my mom sleep and I took the first, and what would become the only, shift. Since this was my move, I decided it would probably be best if I actually womaned-up and took control. Plus, driving the U-Haul and trailer was actually quite simple. It helped that on a Saturday traffic was pretty light.

Mishap in The Bronx: Come on you knew it was coming. Three lanes of traffic in the heart of the Bronx and all of the sudden I find myself in the wrong lane because a small van has broken down. Trying to switch lanes proved rather difficult since NO ONE would let me in. Oh and don't worry that the semi-truck about 7 cars behind me was literally lying on his horn. Geez. Because clearly you know that someone intentionally decided to just stop in the middle of I-95. Don't worry though. Massachusetts drivers had prepared me and aggressively I pulled myself into the other lane. Whew. Driving over the George Washington bridge with a view of Manhattan was gorgeous. Sorry no pictures, I was driving.

We stopped in Jersey to get some gas and had the breakfast of champions (true Therese and Gabe fashion): TCBY frozen yogurt! Yummm! So mostly we drove and talked and laughed. When we hit Virginia my mom decided to hunker down and practice her texting. She's not a texter. The best she can do is "ok." But by the time we had passed through Virginia she was well on her way to becoming a pro-texter. In fact, my brothers didn't believe it was her texting because it was so good. I'm so proud.

We made it to Myrtle Beach in 16 hours and then I got lost trying to find my apartment, but after calling Lisa twice, we got in and collapsed into a delightful slumber. Sunday it was in the upper 60s and we were getting sweaty unpacking--I guess it may also have to do with carrying boxes and furniture up three flights of stairs. Done and done!

Now, as requested, here are some photos of my purchases from yesterday:

Isn't this timer cute???

Fun story about the plate in the above photos. I purchased an incomplete antique dish set about 3 or 4 years ago in an antique store in Exeter, NH, which unfortunately is no longer there. I love the dishes because the design is simple and the color scheme includes black, white, yellow, an orangish-red, and some green which gives me great flexibility in adding to my dish collection and in decorating my current and future kitchens. Brilliant!

...SWEET CAROLINE...indeed!

2012-01-10T13:23:00.000-05:00

My internet is getting hooked up tomorrow so for now I'm sitting in a Barnes and Noble. I LOVE this place, South Carolina I mean. I am absolutely in awe of the Southern hospitality. My landlord--that sounds so impersonal and unfitting--Lisa, is amazing. We've adopted each other as sisters and she checks in with me all of the time, which is always comforting and so, so sweet. And, get this! When I went to return my U-Haul truck, the man checking it in told me to come in to sign the last bit of paperwork and gave me his card and instructed me to call him with any questions I have since he's been here for forever. Thank you Tommy! What an amazing place.

Now, I'll post more about the move down but for now, here are some pictures of my new pad: it has TONS of potential and Lisa has given me the freedom to decorate it as I please. Oh happy day!

Here is the entryway...

The kitchen...I'm planning to paint the cabinets.

More kitchen and my KitchenAid!!! (And yes Mom, I did buy the toaster)

The dining area. I just love the Italy picture there. The lighting was terrible, sorry!

My bedroom. I am IN LOVE with the color and my bed. Reds, purples, plums, lilac, lavenders...I love this color scheme. My mom is brilliant. She helped me with the bedding.

I took this picture on purpose and dedicate this to Jonas and Emily. Yes I have a Jimmer corner :) Don't you worry!

The bathroom. There is also a guest half bathroom but that needs to be painted and bedazzled so no pictures yet.

The living room area. I actually have three sofas, one I brought from home and it's rather awkwardly placed (you can sort of see it here in the back), but it actually works. I love the painted walls!

Here you can see that this has TONS of potential. I'm thinking shelves, photos, a mirror to open it up, etc. My creative juices have been tapped.

So there you have it. My new place. So cool. I'm off to Anthropologie to purchase some cute cereal bowls that I saw and to my new favorite jewelry store. Yay!!!!

P.S. Come visit me!

I'm Gettin' Sentimental

2012-01-02T23:49:00.001-05:00

So it begins.

No, not my sudden need for ordering lettuce and dixie cups.

Packing.

Tonight my mom and I packed my kitchen stuff and I started packing my books, beginning with my dietetic books, which, undoubtedly I will need to repack tomorrow because I ALWAYS throw in a binder---or 5---from college thinking "Oh this will be good to have just in case." False. My new philosophy is if I didn't find a use for it during my internship then it doesn't make the cut. I think this cut-throat practice will significantly cut back on the amount of books I am bringing. Especially since I haven't even packed my books that I read for pleasure and that, my friends, is an ongoing collection. I'll thank myself later.

Packing takes me a while because I always stumble upon things I've saved that are sentimental. I am a recovering pack-rat. I don't save everything so don't go recommending me for that show Hoarders, but I like to find and re-read an essay I wrote in high school and think, I wrote that??? or a paper I got an A on after staying up until 4am to finish citing my sources in that STUPID AP format my freshman year at BYU. Memories. I'm a sucker for these things. I stumbled upon a modge-podge box of stuff from my senior year of high school. I actually found my high school diploma, newspaper clippings, my graduation program, and other random things and I hope to high heaven my mom doesn't throw these things out. I stuck them on "my side" of the attic (which is ever growing...) so hopefully they will be safe until the day I can go through all the boxes of my stuff from elementary school to the present and really organize it. [read: Mom please don't touch it. I promise I'll organize it *insert cheesy, angelic smile here*]

So, I was cleaning out my desk and I found this envelope with stuff in it and I peeked in and first thing I saw was a shiny something. Curiosity peaked, I dumped out the envelope and found this beauty.

I thought I had lost this jumpdrive years ago. I searched high and low for this thing and was so disheartened when I realized it was lost for forever because there were a lot of important (I lost in during college) and sentimental documents, projects, etc saved on this. I'm excited to explore it. No, I haven't explored it yet because I had to blog about it first. I have my priorities.

Next. I didn't stumble upon this but I decided this shoe box full of letters will be coming with me to South Carolina. In this box are mostly letters from one of my dearest, most cherished, and best of friends: Jenna. We met when we were 6 years old and have been best friends ever since. When I moved to NH in 1998 we wrote letters to each other and is something we continue to do today. There is something so wonderful about a hand-written letter, especially when it seems to be a dying practice, and something even more wonderful to re-read a hand-written letter in its envelope! I even printed off some of our e-mails (which are few because that's cheating!). I also threw in a few of my all-time favorite birthday cards and some very sweet letters and notes from people. I keep this safely in my closet and now it will have a new home in my new place.

So tomorrow I plan to pack all of my books, pictures, and clothes in my closet. Yay. [Read: Gag me].

Oh, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Like a very unwelcome house guest who has overstayed his/her stay, I gladly ushered the year 2011 outta here! Good bye! No, no, I'll call you. Uh huh, buh-bye. While filled with many wonderful, special moments and experiences, 2011 is one year I happily wave goodbye to [and shove out the door and deadbolt the lock] as I spring full-force into 2012. New year, new job, new place, new. And so far, after 2 days, it's been great.

Funny story. Yesterday I had a little "cookies and milk" get-together with some family friends and church friends. It was a smashing success and an absolute delight to chat with so many friends. So, I will be living, for the first time ever, by myself. Sans roommates. MY place. AWESOME, but weird. My mom, our friends Emily and Jonas, and I were talking about this and my mom predicted my first night alone will probably be very weird (I concur) and then Jonas said I would be fine because all I will need to is turn to my Jimmer poster and ask him what we should do tonight. They know me all too well. Did I tell you I'm going to Utah in March to see the Sacramento Kings (the team Jimmer plays for) play the Jazz? Well, I am and Iamsoexcited!!!! I have a darling friend, Dan, who works for the Utah Jazz and when we found out that the NBA was going to actually have a season, I told him that if the Kings weren't coming to play the Celtics in Boston (they aren't), then I would fly out to Utah and watch them play the Jazz. Dan, being the gem that he is, got us tickets. I love my friends, especially those who feed my Jimmer frenzy. Plus, Dan is a stud. He took me on the best-ever Valentine's Day date. That's a WICKED great story for another day. I can't wait to see him again. We have wicked fun together. And, coincidentally, that's General Conference weekend so maybe I'll be able to see a session in SLC. Plus seeing old friends...gosh, it'll be wonderful. I predict a F.A.N.T.A.S.T.I.C weekend.

Final thought: I'm not really a fan of facebook anymore and would love to delete my account. Unfortunately it's a good way to stay connected to too many people. Bust. Stupid facebook. I feel obligated to stay. I think I'll just check it every now and then.

Ok, my honest-to-goodness final thought. I love the Gish family.

Off to explore my jumpdrive!

Christmas Is Here!

2011-12-21T20:23:00.003-05:00

Heath is home.

This means...
...LOTS of laughter--this kid is hilarious and so fun to tease
...another buddy to bum around the house with
...I get to use his computer to skype!
...HAPPINESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And Nick, Heath's best friend and the kid who is practically my other brother, is back from serving his mission in Las Vegas. He looks FABULOUS and was glowing last night when we went to see him. I'm so proud. Also, my friends from college are back and this makes me blissfully happy.

And...I finished my Christmas shopping today!!! Yay!

Also I read this quote on NieNie's blog and loved it so much I'm going to share it, beautifully defined and something to aspire to:

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like anearthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision.You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together thatit is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation ofpromises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which anyof us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being inlove has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Yourmother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, andwhen all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we wereone tree and not two.

Louis De Bernieres

Moms are great

2011-12-19T23:39:00.001-05:00

But mine is exceptional.

I had a message on my phone today from my mom. It sounded urgent and went a little something like this:
"Gabe, call me as soon as you get this. Call me at work. Well, I'll be in meeting but call me and leave a message. Or, actually, call my cell and leave me a message. Or, well, call me at home around 5." So after a minute long message of trying to figure out when and where to get a hold of my mom, without the slightest indication of why, I was a little panicked. My mom is pretty level-headed and this sounded urgent, with a dash of frantic.

Well, I called her at work, called her cell, texted her and finally called got a hold of her on her way home.

Now back up for a sec....[cruel isn't it?]

I'm moving to South Carolina. I'm tickled. Except, the reality of the situation has sunk in and I am bipolar about some days: some days I'm tickled and others I'm down right sad and nervous. I'm leaving New England. Boston. My favorite book store in Newburyport. My village. My room. My ward. My friends. Portsmouth. Petey's. LAGOs. I'm happy. Don't get me wrong, but it's a whirlpool of emotions. I do not know a soul down there and that's scary. Exciting, but scary and a little intimidating. Normal, of course, but it's a lot to handle on top of the MOUNDS of paperwork I have to complete for this job. And around the holidays. Geez. Who knew being hired would require so much paperwork??? Jeepers.

I digress.

The situation was as such that I planned to drive myself down there since my apartment is furnished and I have a week to play with to get situated so I can virtually handle it all by myself.....right?

Wrong.

I freaked. FREAKED. I need my mom. So, I told my mom that I'm her kid and even though I'm 24 and have done this sort of thing before, it is her duty as my mother to come with me and make sure that I am all set. It was actually really funny because when I freak out and my mom tries to tell me a story of when she was my age and drove across the country herself...blah...blah...blah...I kindly remind her that a) this is different; b) I'm her kid; c) I'm not her; and d) It's her duty, and it's just amusing. Because there's a lot of giggling and looks from my mom saying Gabe, REALLY? And me sending her looks that say MOOOOOM PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE?!??!?! COME ON!!!! Then I shook her shoulders and begged, begged her to just come with me and make sure I'm ok. Really I just need her to help me move my stuff in, look around and say, Gabe, everything is going to be just fine (I need this [often] from time to time), and give me a hug and I'll be fine. I may be 24, stubborn, and independent, but I will forever need my mom.

So fast forward...

My mom found a flight and she wanted to book it stat. So my mom is coming. I will be ok. My mom is coming with me. All will be right.

Condo-check!

2011-12-16T18:38:00.004-05:00

I strongly dislike apartment hunting. STRONGLY. What's even more annoying is trying to find a decent place to live when you are 900 miles away.

Well friends, as it turns out, being a Red Sox fan has its fair share of perks (aside from loyally loving a fantastic team in a beloved city...even when we can't get out act together in October...eh hem). I found the perfect condo. The price was right, the amenities were right, location, everything. PERFECT. Instinctively I pounced on it like a cat on mouse and talked to the owner who happens to be a Red Sox fan, so naturally we bonded instantly. And she also happens to work at the hospital I will be working out. PERFECTION. There was one other person interested in it so I was second in line. Bust. But after a fabulous 15 minute conversation about Boston, the Red Sox, a hopping Red Sox bar we have to hit up when I get there, horrid Yankees fans, how awesome the hospital and area are, and her cute condo, she said I was a solid second choice. So, I waited. And waited. And pleaded and prayed and hoped and pleaded and kept looking at pictures...like a wistful lover. Pathetic, but seriously. I want this condo.

And then....

I got a text today and the condo is mine! HOOOOOOOOOOOORAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

See? Red Sox fans are awesome. Our bond unmatched. It even gets you a condo.

I accept.

2011-12-13T20:56:00.000-05:00

I HAVE A JOB!!!!

Yes, I am now an employed, contributing member of society as a clinical dietitian in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina. *excited giggles*

I have been dying to blog about this since my last post but decided to keep things to myself until I had some concrete information to share.

Here's the scoop.

Washington DC interview---horrid. I was terribly unimpressed. The manager who interviewed me practically discouraged me from the job from the get go. Either she hates her job or really doesn't want to hire someone because her attitude was terrible. I will choose not to work for someone like you. I am supposed to hear back from them...sometime??...but whatev.

But that's not what you want to read about is it?!

Friday I was up at 4am and to the Boston airport by 6:30am to hop on a plane to Myrtle Beach. Arrived at noon, stepped outside to a delicious 65 degrees and a view that blew me away. 65 degrees. In December. And there are TREES AND WATER nearby!??? Perfection. Like the environment-check! The clinical manager kindly offered to show me around the entire day including a tour of the 2 hospitals which make up the hospital system they work for. But first....

Myrtle Beach. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Ocean Boulevard.

My initial thought was, it looks like the Miami screen shots from "Burn Notice." I've never been to Myrtle Beach, and it being the off season and all, it wasn't exactly hopping but it was really, really cool. It reminded me of Hampton Beach, but on Barry Bonds-worthy steroids (ZING!).

And a straight shot south brought us to Murrells Inlet.

I toured the hospital I would be working at, which was impressive. Cute, cozy, small, but nice. Not too big but not too small. Nice hospital--check. I met the dietitians and immediately felt at ease with them. The dietitians are fairly young, most in their 20s like me so that was comforting. Many are transplants so I wouldn't be the odd ball and for most this is their first job. Awesome. So basically we're all in the same boat! Yay! Basically, I was sold. Good group of people who I instantly feel comfortable joking around with and working with--check.

Next stop, the second hospital in Georgetown. Quick visit to the second hospital where I would be cross-covering. Quick interview with the department head aaaaand we're off! The clinical manager took me to dinner with one of the other dietitians and it was a blast. Very comfortable. We laughed, we joked, I felt like I have known these women for years. After dinner, we headed back to the airport and on the way the manager said she unofficially wanted to offer me the position. Naturally, I was THRILLED but tried to keep my cool...aha...right. (I was beaming, and grinning from ear to ear and I'm sure my eyes were ready to pop out with excitement). She said she wanted me to think about it over the weekend and we'd be in touch next week. We arrived at the airport and she dropped me off, shook my hand and said 7 beautiful words, "I look forward to working with you." Don't worry that I almost danced a jig.

Now, today. I had a missed call from the manager and my heart rate doubled. I called her back, we chit chatted and then she said she would like to officially offer me the position and then, almost nervously, added unless I needed more time. Aha no...I've been thinking about it since I got there! My response, "No I don't need any more time. I accept!" And then she burst out, "OH GREAT!!!! I'm so excited! They all loved you. I can't wait to tell everyone!" Now if that doesn't make you feel good and excited, I don't know what does. I have my own office that I share with ICU dietitian. Convenient since I'm hoping to get my CNSC. Excellent, most excellent.

So, it's official. I have a job. In South Carolina. ON THE OCEAN. It's the perfect first job for me. I can't wait. Now to find an apartment and get packing.

Pinch me now because I can't believe this!!!

*PS...None of these pictures were taken by me. I refer you to Google Images.

Oh. My. Job Updates.

2011-12-06T11:30:00.001-05:00

Oh my lantus.
Interview this morning with a hospital in DC. Follow-up tomorrow.

Interview #3 in South Carolina on Friday and being flown down to see the area, meet the staff, and tour the facilities. Awesome.

Interview with a hospital in Hartford, Connecticut next Friday.

Oh my. This is exciting. EXCITING I TELL YOU EXCITING!!!!!!

Melting Moments

2011-12-04T18:44:00.001-05:00

I have a few "melting moments" this week while I was watching 2-year old twins J and E.

1 I had just arrived and J quietly whispered to her mom, "Mom, my sister is here." How can you not melt at that!?

2. The kiddos wanted to watch The Secret Garden so we popped it in and just as I said on a different couch, J said to me, "NO Gabe! Come cuddle with me!" Cuddling with the twins was nothing short of adorable. J and I played a game where I would blow bubbles with my gum and she would pop them. I think we played it 537 times and she giggled each time as though it were the first.

3. We put together a Monsters Inc. puzzle at least 14 times. There are 6 pieces and each time one of them (they took turns) fit the last piece of the puzzle in, we clapped, giggled, and celebrated. Precious.

4. We had ice cream for lunch out of teeeeeny, tiiiiiny, cute little bowls. J and E giggled watching me eat ice cream (remember, I loooooooooove ice cream) and said, "Mom, Gabe is funny." Plus those bowls were so cute! I felt like I was 4 again and having a tea party.

5. Making lunch and all of the sudden feeling two little people clinging to my legs.

6. I was leaving and I slung my purse over my shoulder and J asked her mom where her purse was so could do the same. I left beaming and glowing inside.

I love kids. Legit, I can't wait to have my own kiddos. Don't judge but sometimes I prefer kids to adults. I may or may not have actually asked the twins' mom if I could come over and "watch" (aka play) with them and it was well worth it. I can't wait for next time!

Thanksgiving

2011-11-30T22:59:00.001-05:00

So for Thanksgiving this year my dear friend Luca came to visit all the way from Tucson. It was so much fun. Here's a recap:

We began our adventure and our Thanksgiving day by saying hello to the Atlantic.

Luca having a Bruce Almighty moment

My mom and I have a tradition that when you visit this stunning land bridge you have to jump the rocks all the way to the end without using your hands. Luca failed...thrice.

Hahaa! The other tradition is, each time you go to the ocean you must dip your feet in regardless of what time of year it is (so future visitors you have been warned!). Luca did more than dip his feet in...

Then we ate lots of exceptionally good food and then ate more food and went into turkey-coma. Well worth it.

The next day I introduced Luca to an exceptional New England delicacy: fresh lobster. It was quite an experience, and I laughed a lot. Ah rookies, gotta love it. Thank goodness for bibs.

He got the hang of it, and with a little help did quite well. I was proud. Mmm lobster! Next we went to Portsmouth, NH...

And had a photo shoot in the harbor...

Cute!

GQ. These jackets are not for sale.

We then headed south to Newburport, went into my favorite bookstore of all time and then walked around the quaint town. It was perfect.

Saturday was a very busy day. We went to **drum roll** BOSTON!

On the bus. Ok getting INTO Boston was an ordeal. The Red line had several T stops that were closed so we had to take a bus to the T, switch to a different line, and then walk. Complicated but fun!

And we saw BLUE MAN GROUP! We were going to go see them when they came to Tucson in April but didn't get a chance to go so of course I had to jump at this chance. WELL worth it. It was spectacular!

We had some time to kill so we walked around Boston Common and the Public Gardens...

Luca befriending a squirrel.

Pretty picture of Beacon Hill. Luca has an eye for cool pictures!

I mean how can you NOT love this city??

For dinner we went to this hip place, Fire & Ice. Oh. My. Delish. It was so fun and soooooo good!

And on our way to the North End for cannoli we walked through the Theatre District....

Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market...

And finally reached the North End. This view is my all time favorite every time I come into the city.

And we got cannolis. Did I mention I love the North End? I do. Very much. It was hilarious observing Luca in Boston's own "Little Italy." And I don't think we even heard anyone speak Italian! What a let down. Anyway, my new favorite cannoli is the hazelnut. Luca was kind enough to share his with me. But the oreo one is yummy too. Ok and get this, the Italian had never had a cannoli!!! Whaaaat??? I remedied that situation!

Now this picture has meaning behind it. I lost a bet. You know Michael Buble's music video for "Haven't Met You Yet?" Well Luca bet me that Michael married the girl in the video and I was positive he was wrong. Well, I lost the bet (I've been humbled...) and got to make Luca his requested vanilla cake. He was against it, but I added sprinkles for a little pizzazz. I mean vanilla cake with vanilla frosting is a little boring so I had to spritz it up a bit.

So it was TONS and TONS and TONS of fun. Basically Luca, you should come back. :)

Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving!

I need some advice

2011-11-22T11:54:00.001-05:00

I need some advice on a job situation.

I just completed the second interview for a position and will know in about 2 weeks if I am still among the top candidates. If I am, I will either have a 3rd interview on the phone or will fly down to the hospital. Now, the hospital system is impressive and I know I would be working with a good team and would learn a lot.

The situation is this. I'm young, single, vivacious and would really, really, really prefer to work in a city or near one because, I get bored and would like to be in a place that has a lot going on. I take my social life seriously and I will go out of my mind if I don't have one. Kind of like I am now. The position I am interviewing for is in South Carolina, near Myrtle Beach. Now before you exclaim, Myrtle Beach! Go! Go!, realize that that place is only hopping in the summertime and aside from that the nearest cities are anywhere from 1.5-2 hours away. Bummer.

So IF I am offered the position (I realize I might be jumping the gun here and might not even make it to the next round but this is a big decision) what would you do? Take the first job offered to you and suck it up OR say thank you but no thank you and continue applying for jobs in more metropolitan areas to pursue a dream? I'm tempted by both options but realize I'm young an inexperienced thus, I ask you. What would you do?

To Buy or Not To Buy

2011-11-16T12:48:00.001-05:00

I have a shoe fetish. And not just any shoe fetish but I love, love, love a good pair of heels. LOVE THEM. The more unique the better. I have been known to (often) create an outfit with the pair of heels as my focal point. I. LOVE. SHOES.

Last weekend my mom and I went to the Burlington, MA mall because it has Nordstrom and we sprayed ourselves silly with Jo Malone perfume (yum!) and I, of course, drooled, ooohed and aaahed over the shoes. And then.

I spotted these:

Berry-colored heels. I have been searching for months for the right kind of red heel and I instantly fell in love. However, my mom pointed out they are slightly impractical, as most of my heels are....BUT THEY ARE SO PRETTY!!!!! And fun. I slip on a pair of heels and instantly I feel sexier, more chic, elegant. You know? So I walked around in them and finally decided to purchase a more practical, although very, very cute, pair of red shoes.

BUT THEN. I went on to Nordstrom's website today and find these beauties for 50% off!!!! I think it's meant to be.

So, to buy or not to buy? What do you think?

Angels

2011-11-06T22:40:00.001-05:00

Hi. I'm back.
So good news. The box office manager e-mailed me back and I have tickets for the correct date AND I didn't have to pay for another pair. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, can I just tell you, this past month has been terrible. Just awful for a multitude of reasons but I don't need to go into those. Really, can I just tell you how lucky I am to have SUCH awesome friends. I don't deserve them because, well, I don't think I am that great of a friend most of the time (i.e. I suck at calling people back because secretly I hate talking on the phone except to a select few people. I prefer in person conversations, so sue me ok?). But I'm spoiled rotten with great friends. I got to talk to two of them today and it was like going to a therapy session. And I didn't even have to pay.

I LOVE my friends. Thank you! Thank you for being my friend and listening to me whine and cry (literally) and complain and then soothe my concerns and build me up. You really have no idea how much I depend on my friends for support. Ah I am a lucky, lucky gal.

Gabe, the MORON

2011-11-06T16:52:00.005-05:00

I'm an idiot. No really.
I've never seen the Blue Man Group and since I have a pal coming for a visit I decided to purchase tickets to see this critically-acclaimed show. Great right? Right. You know how when you are anticipating something really exciting like, for example, a wedding, the bride might stare at her engagement ring and sigh with excitement, maybe twist the ring around her finger a time or two so she knows it's really there? Ok so this wasn't really like that...but kind of. I'm excited to see the show so I went to look at the e-mail with the link for the tickets and then to my ABSOLUTE HORROR I see that the date for the tickets was listed as October 29 instead of November 26th. Hi, I'm Gabe, the biggest moron ever. Wow. How many times do they make you review the items before you click "Accept" or "Purchase"? Like 50 times and no I didn't catch it. Good one. I don't know how I mixed up the dates, honestly. HONESTLY GABE. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!??!?! It may be because I looked at tickets for different dates and times or perhaps because of my genuine idiocy, but whatever the case, I'm an idiot.

So, in my horror I immediately called ticketmaster. Nevermind that I'm on the verge of tears after a horrible day (well, really past few weeks) and the woman spoke to me like I'm an idiot (which, I have accepted but still, no need to be rude) and then told me to call the box office. So I called the box office and the chipper woman suddenly becomes very mean after I explainasfastasIcan my stupid situation and told me to e-mail her manager. Promptly I send out an-on-the-verge-of-desperation e-mail. Now, I wait. I hope she lets me "transfer" my tickets or I might cry because DANG IT those tickets were not cheap and I hate that I made such a stupid, silly mistake. Thankfully I didn't print the tickets beforehand and so that may help my case. Oh. My. I'm an idiot.

Also it's daylight savings today. Yay right? Right. MINUS the fact that my stupid phone didn't update so I did get up an hour early. Big deal right? It's Sunday, the weekend, I get to sleep in. WRONG. I had to work which means getting up at 5am except today I got up at 4am, got ready, went downstairs and freaked when I saw the clock reading 4:30am. I didn't believe it so I ran upstairs and googled it. Wow. This is my day for being an idiot.

And, I have lost track of the number of jobs I have applied to. I hate job hunting. On top of being a complete fool and idiot, I am very impatient for a job. This is not my month.

You may now call me....

2011-10-17T19:18:00.002-04:00

....Gabrielle Sargeant, RD*

I PASSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*RD=Registered Dietitian

Cider Dougnuts and Leaf-Peeping

2011-10-16T17:38:00.004-04:00

My mom and I decided to head north to see the leaves in Vermont because it's peak season for them. On our way we had to stop for fresh cider doughnuts. I love New England country stores and apple season. The smell of apples is delish! The smell of hot cider doughtnuts....AMBROSIA.

It was so neat to watch they are made!

Yum!

We got a dozen and each had 2 immediately. SO. GOOD. How we made it home and still had some for my brother, I don't know.

Leaf-peeping was kind of a bust because the leaves haven't turned yet! I don't know it's because of the oddly warm weather we've had and then rain that plucked a lot of leaves off the trees but the colors weren't as vivid as I was hoping. But it was still really pretty. Rolling hills that looked like carpets and vibrant trees along the way. It was still grand.

We stopped in Woodstock, yes that Woodstock. THE Woodstock. We were on the hunt for...you guessed it! Something sweet! We were on a mission to find macaroons made my Sandra Bullock's sister who is a baker in this area. She sells her macaroons locally and we both follow her blog. Well we went into the cute general store that is supposed to carry them but alas, no luck. The town is really cute though so we didn't mind at all. Very New Englandly.

Yay for fall!!!

Sassy Redhead

2011-10-10T21:09:00.004-04:00

I've noticed that when I am irritated and/or tired and/or stressed out I become very feisty and sassy. Such has been the case the past few days. I'm about to step up on my nutrition pedestal so if you don't want to hear it, don't read on. Actually this is probably going to turn into a vent session. Ye be warned.

Can I just tell you one thing that really riles me? Well, this could probably be an extensive list but at the top of it right now are uber-health freaks and those who subsequently think that because they read nutrition articles in People magazine and off MSN know more than me, who has had 5 years of formal education and training on the matter. Now, I'm not saying I'm a Nutrition Guru or Miss-Know-It-All but I likely have more insight and more realistic insight than the journalist or uncertified nutritionist who wrote the article. I'm just sayin'. It's like listening to someone who has taken a few medical classes telling an MD what to do. NO. And again, NO. Fool.

Like yesterday. I had an argument with someone over white flour because they claimed white flour is bad for you. I swear, the next time someone says a carbohydrate, and a white *GASP* carbohydrate, is "bad" is going to get a swift and hard smack across the face with a baguette from me. And then I'm going to make them eat the whole thing. FOR THE LOVE. Said person claimed white bread has no nutrients in it. Really? Because I can say with full confidence that you are dead wrong. In fact it has carbohydrates in it which YOU NEED TO STAY ALIVE or your brain and heart will stop working properly and eventually stop working all together. Not to mention every grain product in the USA must be legally fortified with B-vitamins before it hits the shelves. Now, while I would recommend whole wheat and whole grain over white any minute of the day, let's not be stupid, ok? Geez. Really, just stop undermining my knowledge ok? Just stop. I hate it. A lot. I realize that I'm going to get this a lot in my profession. I get it, but you know, sometimes I just asking for a little bit of respect. Sing it Aretha.

Good grief. Sometimes these know-it-alls drive me insane. And now I am getting off my pedestal.

And you know what else makes me mad? The lack of common courtesy from people. I happen to send a certain someone pictures of our dog all of the time because said person misses our dog a lot. Has this person ever said thank you? No. Not once. But said person raves about it to my mom all of the time. Cool. You can take time out of your schedule EVERY DAY to call my mom but you can't spare 30 seconds of your time to even text me back a thank you? Awesome. Really, I'm sick of being under-appreciated. I don't need people to kneel at my feet and thank me but a, "hey thanks Gabe" even once would have been fine.

And finally, I'm practically exploding with impatience and desire to be out of my own. I need a social life. I need friends. I'm dying without friends. Family is great, don't get me wrong. But everyone NEEDS friends and dang it, I want my friends.

Sorry to be such a Debby-Downer but it's that kind of a week you know?

The big 2-4

2011-09-16T17:03:00.000-04:00

Today is my birthday and thank you ALL for the many wishes. I can say with absolutely honesty that this has probably been one of the best birthdays ever. I had the day off (and didn't even ask for it!), the weather is BEAUTIFUL out, I am overwhelmed with all the sweet messages, and it's been such a wonderful day.

Up at 7:30am. Thank you Scotty. Cards waiting for me when I came downstairs and a bag of chocolate raisins. Thank you Mom!!!

Ran 4 miles. GORGEOUS outside.

Met with my first client. AWESOME. It's going to be great.

Then I had the afternoon to myself. What to do, what to do? Well I went to Newburyport and just wandered. And I wore a sweater because it was a tad chilly outside. Oh yay! I didn't find anything that screamed, "YOU HAVE TO HAVE ME!!!! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! SPLURGE ON ME! ME!" Not even a book! Well I did see an antique suitcase that was in stellar condition but the price was a tad steep. But then I went into this cute shop and found some glamorous earrings I've been searching for and decided to get them.

But.

The best surprise was waiting for me when I got home.

Here's the thing. The only financial advice the director of my dietetics program at BYU gave us was when we get our first real paycheck, splurge and buy something because it's really the only paycheck you can feel good about splurging. EXCELLENT. So I thought long and hard (a scooter? Nah. A nice dress? Eh, no. Not a handbag; I'm not a huge purse person. Shoes? Well, that's not that exciting), and then....I KNEW. A KitchenAid mixer. But not just any mixer, an ORANGE one. Good idea huh? I thought so.

But.

I didn't order this. Neither did my mom because she knows my plan. And the only other few people who I have shared plan with would not have sent it anonymously. There was no name anywhere to be found. And whomever purchased this got everything exactly as I wanted it, down to the bowl (the screw in kind no the clip in kind). So to you anonymous gift-giver, whomever you are, this is a VERY generous and incredible gift. I stopped breathing when I realized it was my name on the box and then my eyes almost popped out of my head when I realized it was orange!!! I can assure you that in true Gabe-fashion, I giggled, beamed, grinned from ear-to-ear, and giggled some more. And may have shed a tear or two (the older I get the more emotion I seem to become...) out of absolute joy and gratitude. Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you times infinity. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU. Thank you.

Thank you all. You have MADE my birthday and I'll surely never forget it.

Crunch

2011-09-14T21:30:00.002-04:00

I was rummaging around the refrigerator for a snack before I left for work today and came across two bags of apples. I proceeded to do the smell test. What the dickens??, you may be be thinking. I like apples but only certain kinds and I really only like them at room temperature (I like my cake and pie cold and my apples at room temp, I'm weird, I know). I'm kind of picky when it comes to my apples and my absolute favorite is McIntosh apples. Yummmmmmmm. And they have a delicious smell. Well I discovered that there were already a couple in the fruit bowl and voila! One smelled like a McIntosh so I bit into it and my mouth was filled with sweet, succulent joy. Except there was something not quite right. I later discovered it was a "Jonamac" apple. Huh. Poser. Well, I plan to go some apple picking soon and when I do, I am picking 100% McIntosh. There is no need to tarnish perfection, thank you very much. Oh fall, how I love thee.

Can I tell you some exciting news? I have 2 clients, two. TWO. Cool right? Yes, the answer is yes. Want to know something cooler? I am meeting with two more tomorrow! Technically they are just hoping to tap into my knowledge and expertise (*gulp*), and I'm wicked excited. This makes me think at little more seriously about opening up my own practice someday. Maybe. Anyways, tomorrow I also get to join one of the dietitians I work with in ICU rounds. Apparently we have some very complex patients and the Clinical Manager made a comment that maybe I could help them out. I was pretty (really, incredibly, super, wicked) excited when she said that. I hope I can.

Do you mind if I'm serious for just a quick sec? I'm getting really impatient. I was looking through my internship pocketbook yesterday as I was studying and I really almost started crying. I loved my clinical rotation; it was wicked hard but I loved it, learning, applying, making recommendations, talking to the doctors and med teams. I miss that. I miss it so much. I try not to compare myself because I know nothing good comes from comparing but I just feel like everyone else has a job and I'm the loser who is taking forever to get there. This only leaves me discouraged and disheartened so I try to be optimistic and grateful for a job right now and the joy I get in studying and dreaming on the day I get a job and how dang happy I will be.

Back to work. Lots to do this week on top of meeting with clients, I have work, a Sunday School lesson to prepare, my Relief Society "You-trition" lesson to polish, my brother's first home football under the lights, and dinner in Boston with a new friend.

First Time for Everything

2011-09-04T21:58:00.000-04:00

Yup that's right, I am teaching my very first nutrition class. I'm terribly excited, terribly overwhelmed by what to teach them and how to organize myself but, it's part of the fun and the process. I'm thrilled! I can't wait to look back on this and think, bahahahahaahah what a rookie! But seriously, I hope I have something worthwhile to say, something helpful to pass on, and that I really do say something, even one thing that helps someone out. Wish me luck! Yay nutrition!

Beachin' It

2011-08-30T23:40:00.000-04:00

Happy 200th Post!

Today I woke up pretty excited because I didn't have to work until 4. So I had a lazy morning and took this lovely picture of our pooch...

Cute huh? He just got his hair cut. He's SO darn cute I just have to scoop him up and snuggle with him every time I see him. Do you have a dog? Dogs are great. After leisurely getting ready I headed to my favorite place ever:

I took a practice exam (I know....thrilling) and then read and sun-bathed, watched the surfers and had a jolly good time. The kids are back in school so the beaches are a little less busy, but there were still quite a few people there. Regardless, it was a perfect beach day.

And then I headed to work. And when I got to work I looked at my left-arm and it was red. Not pink. RED. Sun-BURNED. Then I had a peek at my legs and HELLO RED. I put sunblock of my face, shoulders, and feet and then got distracted with my practice test and must have spaced everything else. I really wanted to get it over with so I could read and enjoy. Pain. Red, hot pain. If you're cold, come on over and stand next to my left side. I'm a radiator.

Adventures of G & T

2011-08-26T21:22:00.010-04:00

I had a couple of days off so the Madre and I went off on another adventure (with lots of pictures!)

Day 1: The South End and Back Bay of Boston

Now this was a grand day because even though I was in Boston, I have never ventured into and really explored the South End so I didn't feel like I was in the city. It was spectacular. I am MADLY IN LOVE with this city. Street after street of brownstones, odds and ends, fun little shops, cafes, restaurants, laundry mats, bakeries, clothing stores. *sigh* Incredible.

I was in heaven.

I stopped talking for a bit and my mom asked if something was wrong. I was just so delighted and lost in day dreams of living in one of the chic brownstones that I had gone quiet. I mean can you imagine this as your home??

And this is your backyard?
But I have to tell you that the first reason we decided to go into the city this time, aside from our love for the city and having never explored this part of Boston, was to visit Flour.

You see my mom purchased this fabulous cook book and the owner has three bakeries in Boston and the treats look scrumptious, of course, so naturally we had to go see for ourselves. I know, you're seeing a pattern here aren't you? Bakery goods/ice cream/goodies and adventures. Yes, that's correct. We will drive just about anywhere to taste test a good bakery item. We like to compare to other bakeries and to our own recipes. Thus far, no one has come close to trumping my mom's Celestial Brownies. I doubt anyone ever will. I digress. Flour was quaint, charming, and had a fabulous ambiance.
We were starving when we got there and decided to order lunch before we loaded up on the goodies to bring home and try. I got a portabella mushroom, mozzarella, tomato, pesto panini, which was outstanding. Oh my lantus I will recreate this delectable masterpiece because it was perfect. The mushrooms added just the right amount of savory.
Madre got a curry tuna with sprouts, golden raisins, carrots, lettuce, on whole wheat. AH-MAZING. We will be having this for Sunday lunch. I'm pretty excited. We're on a curry kick right now. A dash of curry on baked vegets (that's veggies) is delicious and it's good with slow-cooked chicken too. Give it a try...
Having satisfied our hunger and sweet teeth (we got 7 different cookies, a huge brownie, an oreo cookie, and a fat chocolate cupcake with vanilla buttercream frosting), we cruised the residentials on foot.
Many of the streets had small beautiful gardens in the middle, which separated the street traffic (cool!) with fountains, benches, and little paths.
Some brownstone residents did a wonderful job with their small gardens, some not so much. Either way, it was neat to see gardens in the city!

Is this not one of the cutest pictures you have ever seen? We passed this girl and all of the sudden I realized she had a toy on a string, this is an old-school toy!!! So I turned right around, grabbed my camera and the little darling looked back just in time for me to snap a shot.
And of course we had to take a stroll over to one of my most favorite sections of town:
But really, our second reason for going into the city was to seek out this frozen yogurt place near Kenmore Square. We stumbled upon it a few years ago before or after a Red Sox game and have been meaning to go back ever since. We were afraid it wouldn't be there, but don't you worry...

It was!!!!!!!!!!! It's called Cafe 472. We HIGHLYHIGHLYHIGHLY recommend it. You choose chocolate or vanilla frozen yogurt as your base and then choose your mix-ins. It's comparable to Hogi Yogi (which is a west coast thing I believe), except this place is about 100x better. Madre got chocolate with raspberries and coconut. I got vanilla with oatmeal cookie and chocolate chips. Bliss!

Day 2: Kayaking in Great Bay (Newmarket, NH) and Ogunquit, ME

Madre and I made some great purchases a few years ago: inflatable kayaks. I know, it sounds weird but they are wonderful. They are easily portable, very sturdy, and very fun to have. Today we took them to the Great Bay, which really is a huge harbor that eventually empties out into the Atlantic. It's gorgeous.
It was quite the arm workout trying to get back in, fighting the tide, which was going out, but well worth it. It was a perfect day-perfect temperature, the water was pretty warm and gorgeous, we saw lots of birds (seagulls' cries are one of my favorite sounds ever--except in Salt Lake because that's just a cruel teaser!), and had a jolly time. And hey-I even got some more freckles!

For you mom, "TOES!!!"

And to end our day, we headed up to Ogunquit, ME to pay a visit to the Village Food Market for....some more Dolcelinos ice cream sandwiches! We even brought a cooler so we could stock up and store them in the freezer at home but...they only had 3 left when we got there so we snatched them and ate one in the car. I forgot to take pictures because I was SO hungry. We split the ginger/lemon cookie. Mmmmm just as good as the first one.

Grand adventures!

On a side note, can I just tell you how VERYEXCITEDIAM that it's almost September. Why, you ask? Well, that means it's almost AUTUMN and friends, I have waited 6 years to be back in New England for this season. I predict a photo frenzy so prepare yourselves, lots of gushing about how beautiful it is, a mosaic of colors really, and more adventures, probably up North and into Vermont. I. cannot. wait.

Portland, ME

2011-08-09T23:06:00.000-04:00

Today my mom and I went on an adventure to Portland, Maine. What I could tell you is that we went because I've never been there and have wanted to see it and it's on our list of places to see this summer. While that is true, the real reason we went is for these:

They are THE BEST ice cream sandwiches ever, made locally in Maine, found only in select stores in Maine, and conveniently in the Whole Foods store in Portland. So technically yes, yes we did drive for an hour to go to a Whole Foods store to get ice cream sandwiches. They are THAT good. See?

And we each got two: one was chocolate on chocolate (homemade chewy chocolate cookies with a homemade chocolate ice cream and the second was an chewy ginger cookie with lemon ice cream. To be honest, and you are talking to the poster-child of chocaholism, my favorite was the ginger/lemon combination because the two flavors are perfect together!!! Such a delightful contrast. Mmmmm.....mmmmm.....mmmmm! Moments of pure delight down to every. last. bite.

Then we strolled around the downtown...

Had a jolly good time going into all the little shops...

And promised we'd be back!
This picture is phenomenal for several reasons. One because on a whim mom my said, "Take a picture of me hitting the sign!" So of course I agreed. We looked like sketchy tourists waiting for someone to walk by and then I took it and giggled. Then I looked at the picture, because you know you always have to do this after you take a picture to give your approval, and my first reply was, "Mom, you have one rockin' calf muscle." True statement.

At Whole Foods we passed by these exquisite, perfect apricots and just had to bring some home. And I had to photograph them and post about it because they are darn near perfect wouldn't you say?
And they taste like heaven. I've already had two. I love fruit. Love it. Especially when it's so pretty to eat too!

Additionally I will share with you a little something about me, a fun fact if you will. I love stationary. I also love writing letters. Ask one of my best friends in the whole wide world Jenna and she'll tell you that we wrote letters to each other for years after I moved away and continued up until college (which we should pick up again..yes???). That or I need a pen pal. Any takers? Bueller? Bueller? Anyway, I have all of her letters in a shoebox in my closet and I treasure them dearly. Letters are so fun to receive and even more fun to read years later. So naturally when I see a stationary store I have to pop in. I love cards too and invitations and all that jazz. Now I tell you all of this because for my birthday I told my mom that I would like a wax & seal kit. I instantly think of the film "The Phantom of the Opera," the newest one with Gerard Butler and his fabulous skull wax seal. Is that not one of the coolest things ever? Maybe I'll write you a letter just so I can seal it.

Finally...

2011-08-07T18:57:00.000-04:00

Having been lectured by my mom today about partially abandoning my blog, I decided today was the day to do my update. I warn you this may be a tad lengthy, but I'll try to be concise and include lots of pictures!!!

1. The New Do
So perhaps you will recall my post about my hair fiasco where I was rockin' the red/orange/yellow (not blonde, YELLOW) tiger stripes which then faded into pretty much an orangish-blonde. Not my best hair experience ever. The day I got home my mom demanded I get my hair fixed and I was already planning on it. I went into the hair salon, told them my hair dilemma and begged her to fix it and NO STRIPES. Natural color and then on a whim I decided to get bangs. It's exactly what I wanted!!! So I'm rockin' a new do and I'm in love. My hair is back to its natural brownish/red and I had a few subtle highlights and I'm very happy!
2. The New Wheels
I have a new car, a Toyota Corolla, metallic gray. His name is Jasper. It's cute, zippy, get rockin' gas mileage, and it's mine! Clifton (my '96 red Ford Taurus) bit the dust when I got back home, and honestly, I was delighted to see him go. It was his time to go and he served me well, more than I could have ever imagined! For a car that was bought with the purpose of being just a work car during the summers he did well driving to Utah, driving to Arizona, and then driving back east. He had over 200,000 miles on him. I love my new car! It's exciting! I do love having a reliable car, one I don't have to worry about whether or not it'll work, start, or breakdown each time I drive it. (I did take pictures of it but I don't know what happened to them so this will suffice; plus right now I need to wash it).

3. Clary Comes to New England
My dear pal, Clary, who is from Tucson (and is pictured in the header--our Wilma and Betty picture) came to visit for a week! I try not to overwhelm my visitors but that always fails. There is just too much to see and do and show and tell that we ended up pretty exhausted the last couple of days but it was well worth it.

Just after she arrived---I was VERY excited!!!

One of our signature car pictures.

Clary was introduced to New England on her first day by joining my mom and our church youth group going ice blocking in Amesbury, MA. It was beautiful and wicked fun! Clary and I went exploring in this gorgeous meadow near the hill where we were ice blocking.
We had ice cream practically--practically? practically? That's a lie--we had it every day. And dang it I loved it!

Mom made homemade ice cream and so we had that on the days we weren't indulging in the many homemade summer ice cream stands spotted throughout New England. Of course I took her to my personal fave, Lago's.
We went to the midnight showing of the final Harry Potter. This was my first ever midnight showing experience it was delightful. We breezed through the crowds and had time to spare and decent seats. And the movie was great!
We visited the ocean several times and I made Clary undergo the test: Hop the rocks on the land-bridge without using your hands all the way to the end.
Clary passed, with flying colors I might add. She's a rock-jumping pro and has excellent balance.

We went to Portsmouth and Newburyport and visited all the little shops, jewelry stores, antique shops, and bookstores to our hearts' content.
Then we went to Boston. But before we got to the T station I showed her our LDS Boston Temple. It's quite lovely, set right on a hill in Belmont and really pops out once you go over the hill.
Clary will be back here again someday for my future wedding :) but hopefully sooner!

And, of course, we had lunch at Regina's pizza. And I have a HILarious story about this--you dietetics students, RDs, and the like, and those of you who know me pretty well, might especially enjoy this.
First of all, I ordered a small pizza, like Clary's pizza, but they gave me a large. Now I'm not about to complain because I love their pizza but I certainly couldn't eat it all. So they boxed the leftovers and on our merry way we went. However, after about an hour I got really annoyed carrying around a pizza box so I decided that I would give it to a bum. Well, for about 45 minutes we couldn't find one which is actually ok by me but I was getting agitated trying to get rid of this pizza! Finally I found one on Washington St. He made eye contact with me and I knew instantly my plan would work. He asked for money and I told him I had no spare change but I had a pizza and offered it to him. He shrugged his shoulders and accepted it and off we went, me delighted to be rid of my pizza and him happy with a decent pizza from the Regina's! About a minute after we walked away I busted up laughing and explained to Clary that I would have died to have seen his facial expression when he opened the box, excited to eat a delicious pizza only to find it was broccoli and spinach pizza!!! Hopefully he was grateful but maybe a little disappointed there wasn't pepperoni or sausage on it or some sort of protein. Sorry dude but hey, at least you got some delish pizza!!! It kept me cracking up for a few days.
I took her all over the North End, through the Financial District, through the Common and Public Gardens, down part of Newbury Street, through Copley Square and to Chinatown where we met up with one of Clary's friends for sushi. The sushi place looked shady but it was wicked good and even more amazingly priced. We didn't make it to Mike's Pastry through, but made up for it by having ice cream when we got home!

We--Clary, Mom, and I--headed to Marblehead, MA and went through the infamous Salem, MA.
We showed her the adorable town, the incredible harbor and just soaked up some of the beautiful sights of New England.
We also went kayaking, walking, beaching, and did lots of driving. It was a blast and I was sad to see her go. I do love having friends visit, especially friends who have never been here before!!!

4. The 4th Annual Sargeant Pie Social
Each year our family hosts a Pie Social and we invite all of the people from our church over, indulge in homemade pies and socialize. Typically it's in August as a way to celebrate the summer and get together with friends before the school year begins. This year we had it the last weekend of July due to several conflicting schedules. My mom made 20+ pies, two batches of her "celestial brownies" for brownie sundaes, and a blackberry lemon tart.
It was a hit!!! We had a fantastic turn out and it was a blast. I look forward to this every year.

5. Ipswitch and Boston
One of my mom's and my favorite things is to "cruise the residentials," meaning to just explore towns, get lost, discover, etc. My mom pretty much knows every road in New Hampshire and most in Massachusetts so tagging along with her is always fun and I learn a new route or shortcut or a cool place to check out. One Sunday we decided to drive to Ipswitch, one of our favorite Mass towns, to just sit at the harbor and chat and take it in. I caught some sweet sunset pictures:
Boston: last week I had a day off and decided to venture into Boston and just explore. My immediate tendency is to hit the North End because it's my absolute favorite but I controlled myself and decided to explore the Back Bay with the goal of hitting the Museum of Art to check out the Chihuly exhibit (he's responsible for the awesome ceiling at the Bellagio in Vegas). I spent hours on Newbury Street wondering into any and every shop that I wanted. It was a blast. The Chihuly exhibit was magnificent. ALL of his stuff is made of glass. It's stunning. And he wears an eye patch, so cool. Additionally I have a hilarious boy story to go along with this but I don't think it wise to post it for the general public so if you really want to know, e-mail me or ask me next time you see me and I'll tell you. It's a story told in true Gabe-fashion, not to disappoint and bound to leave you giggling or at least with a smile on your face.

I decided to top my wonderful day off with a visit to the North End to get a cannoli at Mike's Pastry. I know! I cracked! I'm addicted to the North End. Seriously. But that place is hopping at night!!!! I loved it! I had to wait about 15 mintues to get in but well worth it. I've not had a cannoli in a while and OH MY LANTUS it was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO good. Chocolate chip cannoli all the way. And I couldn't resist an eclair. I shared with the family when I got home but wow was I in heaven.
6. Dietetics Stuff
I had two friends take the RD (Registered Dietitian) exam last week and successfully pass (not surprising, these two are brilliant!), which has really helped to boost my motivation, determination, and confidence in studying for this thing. And I've finally set the date for my exam and I'm ready to rock it. I can't wait.

Look at all those books??? Good thing I really only use 1 or 2 of them at best and my handy Inman's packet.

7. Running
I think I've mentioned this before, I really don't enjoy running but I'm really starting to get back into it. I was running an average 7:30 minute mile but this past week has been horrible for me. I've gotten minimal sleep and haven't been feeling well--I have a fever right now--so my time has been horrible but I'm being consistent and aiming for 10-12 miles/week, running 3-4 days a week. My goal is to sometime run a half marathon but I've got to start somewhere.

In all honesty, this is the happiest I think I have been in a very long time. I'm writing another post I'll probably post tomorrow or in the next few days inspired by a conversation I had today with a friend and it will go into more detail but I am so happy. I'm in a happy place in very many ways and it is such a nice and relieving change after a year of hell. Honestly, I've been waiting a long time for this and I am absolutely blissfully happy. I have my worries and concerns but even on a bad day, I'm thankful for where I am and, I'm so happy.

Slacker

2011-08-06T22:46:00.001-04:00

Wow, I haven't posted in a month. Ah! I'm a little overwhelmed trying to play catch-up, but it'll have to wait. I'm working 6 days in a row, which I realize isn't that bad, but when you have to get up at 5am every day and you don't get to bed until around 11, it starts to wear on you.

But get excited because sometime in the next few days I'll be telling you about...

-my new car
-my friend Clary's visit to New England
-Pie Social
-Dietetics updates
-And other miscellaneous and random thoughts bound to enter my mind.

Ciao!

Lipstick

2011-07-02T23:30:00.000-04:00

I have a confession. I have a fear of lipstick.

I don't mind slapping on a bit of Burt's Bees, lipgloss with a dash of color, or even the cool new Burt's Bees tinted stuff. but lipstick freaks me out. I tend to keep my makeup on the tame side, nothing too crazy so I have this fear that if I wear lipstick it'll scream, LOOK AT ME!!!!, and that's not something I really want to convey. Now, I have to say that often when I pass the makeup aisle or see pictures in magazines or friends wear fabulous, bold shades of lipstick, I get a little urge to try some myself. But then, I don't.

That is until a few days ago when it was insisted upon that I try on some pink lipstick. So I did and I thought I looked ridiculous but my "encourager" insisted I purchase the lipstick, Maybelline "Pink Me Up." So I did and I'm growing to like it but I still feel weird wearing it. The girly girl in me is a wee bit shy.

Also, Freckles the Nerd is itching for another adventure. I've done chocolate, I've done marshmallows. Any ideas??

Happy Fourth of July weekend!!!!!

Les Enfants

2011-06-28T22:09:00.000-04:00

Before I dive into my post for today I thought I should just tell you my brother's girlfriend arrived today and you would have thought the Queen herself was coming to my house. We cleaned like we were having a white glove inspection. He told my mom to get his sweetheart's favorite cereal and my mom filled the candy jars and said they were off-limits until her arrival. Heath he even bought chocolates to place on his girlfriend's pillow every morning. Now if you aren't aaaaaaaaaahing right about now, something is wrong with you. It's cliche, it's cheesy, and it's SUPER cute and I wish I were dating someone like my brother right now. It's the cutest thing ever. And we all ate dinner together and the two of them would not stop smiling. AH-dorable. I was kind of nervous to meet her because I don't know what kind of a picture my brother has painted of me and that makes me nervous. Plus my hair wasn't cooperating and I felt stupid and ugly. Geez. But so far, she's cool. I'm excited to get to chat a bit more with her while she's here. And again, my brother is the cutest boyfriend ever. This gives me hope.

Now onto my post....

I'm watching 2-year old twins, a 7-year old and a 9-year old right now until Friday. Fun fact about me, I love babysitting. I like kids a lot and can't really remember the last time, if ever, that I did not enjoy babysitting. To be honest, I cannot wait to be a mom. Seriously, I'm going to have a blast with my kids. Except I totally CAN wait.

Really I just wanted to share how much I love the kids I'm watching. Note: this applies to the other kids I've babysat since I know I have watched some of the kids of some of my readers!!!
My heart has melted about 57 times though:
1. I love it when they grasp my hand, or really two of my fingers as we walk. It's even better when they both do it.
2. Listening to them giggle brings me extreme joy. Especially when they are making each other laugh and then embracing each other is a hug. It's even better when I know that I am the source of that laughter. Children's laughter definitely has to be one of the best sounds ever.
3. Watching them learn is the cutest and coolest thing ever, for example lacing shoes, put on clothes, attempting to cut their own food, buckle their own car seat, and draw. You know, the twins are 2 so they are trying to do everything themselves and if they can't they say, "You help me." It's so tender.
4. Having them say, "No Gabe, you hold me!!" so that I will pick them up.
5. Having them say, "No I want Gabe to help me."
6. Being told that one of them walked around the other day with a purse and said she was pretending to be me. Imitation is one of the most sincere forms of flattery, at least in this case.
7. Having them break out into the most genuine, brightest smiles makes me melt on the spot, instantly.

What would you do for a lobster roll (not a Klondike bar)???

2011-06-12T15:16:00.000-04:00

There are 2 things my mom has discovered she can bribe her children with: Lago's ice cream and lobster rolls.

I will do just about anything for either of these and my mom uses it to her full advantage. I will weed, take down a ceiling (more on this shortly), and help strip, paint, and revamp a shed (to come), and anything else my mom asks me to do if only she will say, "I'll take you to Lagos!," or "I'll buy you a lobster roll [from the Beach Plum]!" And then I can't help but say, "OK!," as my eyes glaze over envisioning the succulent taste of either treat. DIVINE I tell you, DIVINE!

I spent yesterday taking down the laundry room ceiling with my mom and Heath. Here are the before and after pictures.

BEFORE

AFTER

Now what I have learned from this experience? You know how construction workers often put up sheets to seal in a room when they are doing things like this? THERE IS A REASON!!!! We didn't, although we did think about and our entire house, no lie, was covered in a film of nasty dust and debris from this little adventure. Not to mention I think we each took 5 years off our lives with the amount of dust, dirt, and grime we have inhaled. Gross. And don't worry, we didn't open the windows until we were nearly finished because we all thought they wouldn't open (they had been winterized and basically sealed shut). FALSE. With a little elbow grease, they opened just fine. You better believe we were gasping for air! At least we did it though and after the shed project is complete, our SWEET reward will be one of the best lobster rolls on the coast. Hallelujah!

And now on to other things.

My mom and I went to Newburyport, MA on Thursday. I love this place! Quaint, cute little shops, cobblestone sidewalks; it's spectacular. In fact, we discovered a vintage shop and had a blast. I bought a navy blue/white polka-dotted dress and this exquisite pair of multi-polka dotted heels. Yay! Which brings me to my next little written excursion...

I love vintage stuff. I'm sure I've said it before, but I was meant to live in the late 1940s and early 1950s. When we visit Newburyport, we always stop into this antique shop called Flukes & Finds & Friends. It's one of our favorites. Anyway, I have this desire to own vintage luggage including a hat box. I just think they are so fantastic, magnanimous even. And I found this set in the antique shop and I oooohed and aaaahhhed over it and opening each piece and just squealing with girlish delight. You see, I have this vision: I am off to visit somewhere amazing (eh hem EUROPE eh hem) and I step off the train in this wonderfully fitted empire waist, knee-length dress, white gloves, carrying vintage luggage, ready for some enchanting adventure. Come on, you have go to admit it's pretty cool. It's one of my dreams. I didn't buy the set because I am waiting to find the perfect set. The set I found was lovely but not perfect so I'm waiting and dreaming. Plus when I'm not using them, they'll make a nice side table to set my books on, don't you think???

And while I dream I think I am going to purchase this vintage beaut (but in yellow, not red)
And P.S. I ran an 8-minute mile on Friday. WAHOO!!! And my mom just came into my room doing a boogie singing "All the Single Ladies." And that, ladies and gentlemen, is one of the infinite reasons I love my family; unexpected moments resulting in gut-busting laughter. I love my family and have never been so happy to be home.

Travel Envy

2011-06-02T17:51:00.000-04:00

Do you ever feel like everyone has been to a place but you?

Disneyland--never been. Disneyworld--never been. Canada---never been (and my brother just got back!). South America--never been and I lived about this far |---| from the border for 10 months. Ok there are a lot of places I haven't been and I'm sure you haven't either but.....

EUROPE--NEVER BEEN!!!!!!

And if there is one place as of late that I feel like everyone has gone to or is going to or is currently visiting, it's Europe, my ultimate dream destination--especially France and Italy. I went and visited some high school teachers today, per my tradition, and my French teacher has been to France several times since I graduated and I'm just jealous! Plus I was talking to my friend Brittany, who went to Europe a year ago and could have died just listening to her talk about it all. One day! And hopefully soon!

I'm BACK!

2011-05-31T18:56:00.000-04:00

13 states, 3 days, 3,000 miles and....I'm BACK IN NEW ENGLAND!!!

It's been a bit of a surreal, bittersweet experience. I will miss some very special people back in Tucson but I'm tickled to be back in New England. Day 3 we drove through Pennsylvania and I was as happy as clam with the humidity. I basically was hanging out of the passenger window like a dog beaming. I'm weird; I embrace it.

At 10pm we rolled into the driveway and already had unlocked the doors and thrown off my seatbelt. I bolted from the car (a little unsteady for driving for 8 hours), ran into the house and shouted, "MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!"

Yesterday we hit up my all-time favorite ice cream place--Lago's--and made a visit to the ocean. I am complete. Today I busted out my kayak and took her on her maiden voyage on the lake. It was perfect. I fell asleep twice just drifting with the current. Oh happiness!

Also I thought I should let you know: I COMPLETED MY DIETETIC INTERNSHIP!!!!!!!!!!! Next up: RD exam.

Missing my interns!

My amazing friends/supporters/cheerleaders--love you!!!

Home Stretch

2011-05-10T22:52:00.000-04:00

8 days until I graduate! YAY! Unbelievable really. It's weird. 10 months went by pretty quickly. And you know what, my timing sucks. Seriously. This always happens to me. A little bit before I'm getting ready to leave I make all these awesome friends, have tons of fun, and then have to leave. Sad right? I know! Bust. But I'm definitely having tons and tons and fun and I really couldn't be happier.
Please enjoy the following photos to illustrate the recent fun and shenanigans I've been involved in....

Let's begin with Tuesdays. On Tuesdays we like to go to the cheap seats, meaning movies are seriously discounted ($1.50?? yes please!) on Tuesday evenings so we make a night of it. This particular Tuesday started off with a trip to Frost, only one of the most delicious gelato places I've been to (subject to change upon visitation to Italy).

There there was the time a bunch of friends and I went to an activity where they flooded a field and we got to play in the mud, including football, ultimate frisbee, and tug-of-war. It also included a bonfire and, my personal favorite, s'mores!!!

And then my bosom buddy (she is the Diana to my Anne Shirley) Clary and her lovely roommates Kathleen and Vicki (VICTORIAAAAA!) threw a Cinco de Mayo partay (which really was on the 7th but shhhhh). Oh my lantus. Delicious food, great company, TONS of fun. Bliss!

I really just like this picture because it looks like my eyes are about to pop from my head. And I love Deanna.

And let's not forget Pizookie Mondays. New tradition. Really we just like to go and visit our friend Chris who works there. He's awesome and so are pizookies!!!

Oh yummy! I recommend the red velvet cookie. 5/5 stars.

And there you have it! It's Tuesday...cheap seats! Off to see Limitless....

bLiSs

2011-05-02T21:18:00.001-04:00

OH.MY.GOSH. I have not been this happy in MONTHS!!!

I have about 4 weeks left here in Tucson and I'm making the most of it and it feels great! I spent last week working in a dialysis clinic. Of course I thought it was awesome. Except I would never wish dialysis for anyone but hey it's better than nothing. In addition to being very grateful for my pancreas, I am even more grateful for 2 properly functioning kidneys. Our bodies are wonderful. Treat them as such!!!!

I went longboarding today, which I LOVE. Everyone should try it. It's so nice just to be cruising (on a smooth surface though). I spoke to one of my favorite cousins who recently moved to Phoenix for the summer and we'll be hooking up soon to hang out. He's so cool! I can't wait to see him! And Heath and I will get to spend a few days in the car chatting, reminiscing, and joking=perfection. Also his girlfriend is coming in June and I'm nervous. What if she doesn't like me? Oh boy. But as Heath so "kindly" reassured me, she has ginge brothers and knows how they are.

Gee thanks.

And I'm graduating in 2 weeks. FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And even though my family can't make it, my darling, dear friends will be in attendance and that's almost as good as family. Wahoo! And I may or may not also be considering moving to D.C. if Boston doesn't work out. And this brings me great joy. Choices, choices. I love it!

HAPPINESS!!!! I love May
Yay for friends!

P.S. I think bananas and peanut butter are one of the best snacks ever. Just sayin'

THE Decision

2011-04-23T04:10:00.000-04:00

Eh hem. Excuse me. I have an announcement to make. I have made a very important decision.

New England.

Yup, that's my decision. I'm moving back east. No job yet but I have a few good prospects. All I know and care about is that I'm heading back east and I can hardly wait. It's kind of surreal.

But can I tell you something? I'm scared. I have no idea what's next. Hence my new theme song, "Uncharted" by Sara Barielles. [Secretly I'm anxiously awaiting the day when it's "Boston" by Augustana. Patience young one, patience. Yah, riiiiiight...!] I'm heading home to rejuvenate and study for my RD exam and then get a real job! I'm pretty excited. I think I'm in need of some serious rejuvenation. I'm prescribing myself several beach days (vitamin D!), kayaking, bike rides on my beach cruiser, swinging on my swing, visits to Boston, hiking adventures, books, and days just lying in the grass enjoying the beauty of home and New England. And studying but that's not entirely rejuvenating so let's not burst my bubble here ok? Great, thanks.

But seriously, I have tons to do before I leave, i.e. FINISH my internship (I'm so done...I've checked out mentally weeks ago...), pack (ugh and figure out how to get ALL my stuff back home...there will be some purging), and then get there. I'm not entirely excited about the drive BUT Heath will be with me and so it's bound to be fun! T-minus 1 month and 4 days until departure.

Fabulous times with Fabulous Friends

2011-04-18T01:44:00.000-04:00

So these are some of my AWESOME gal pals here in T-town. We have fun, lots of fun!

Out to get burgers, fries, and MILKSHAKES! Yum. Also there was a dress code (which was really only applicable to Kendi and me: knee-high socks, shades, shorts, and t-shirts. SO fun!)

Yup we were rockin' our socks!

Pita Jungle with Vicky and Clary!

I just love this picture. Clary (L) and Vicky (R). Clary is so spunky and fun. I just adore her. And Vicky keeps us grounded. Someone has to!

Roommates :) This was taken back in October but I like it. Love these girlies!

Friends are fabulous, wouldn't you agree?

Also I made red velvet cookies this evening with cream cheese frosting. DELISH. And I've decided one day I am going to be a cookie fairy. Let me explain.
This lovely woman (picture taken at my college graduation a year ago. I have no idea what my hair is doing) is my friend Marisa's aunt and she's awesome. She is known for her cookie fairy magic and I want to emulate her when I'm older. It will be FABULOUS. So thank you to Marisa's aunt for inspiring me. I'll be taking the east my storm. Surprising people with cookies, baking, and a cool name? I'm in! Just don't tell people my real identity ok?

Picture Perfect

2011-04-12T23:20:00.000-04:00

I like art. A lot. I don't know a ton about it but I'd like to. I do know that when I had to take humanities classes in college I fell in love with art, especially Impressionistic art. And I did enjoy critiquing and analyzing certain pieces. Doesn't hurt that my grandfather is a art history major and fuels my fire. I make it a point to visit the Boston Museum of Fine Arts every time I'm home and have big plans for NYC and Europe some day too. I wish I had the talent to draw and paint.

My roommate Kendi--who is a gem and an angel--has this painting in our bedroom. I'm in love with it.
I stare at it all the time in my room and find myself often getting lost in it dreaming and fantasizing of Italy (we won't even go there. Except I'm just saying, today is one of those days where I want to go there and to France so badly it hurts. I ache to go!!!). And then one day, Kendi told me I could have it. I think I just stared for a few seconds, awestruck that she would give me something so beautiful. I am SO excited!!!! What a generous thing to do and I don't think she knows just how much I love it. Thank you my dear friend!

Kendi's brother is quite the artist. I've seen some of his work in the bits and pieces Kendi brings back from home. One time she came home with this and I couldn't stop staring.

He has an incredible talent don't you think?? I'm trying to get him to paint something with the ocean in it but we'll see. Between the other picture and this one, I do a lot of staring and daydreaming. It's fun and quite relaxing.

Decisions, decisions

2011-04-10T04:49:00.000-04:00

So, I think I've finally made my decision about what my next step will be. It's scary but cool. I get to make the decision and I have a lot of fantastic support so that is really been helpful. Let's just hope my decision is the right one. A little over a month and I have a lot to do to prepare! And yes I will tell you, just not quite yet. I'm deathly afraid I'll say it and then it won't happen and then I'll look like a fool. Uh...no thanks. Cruel, I know.

This week I got to pretend to be a type 1 diabetic for a few days. This entailed wearing a pump, counting carbs and administering insulin (which was actually saline), and checking my blood glucose at least 6-8 times per day. It was AWESOME. I'm such a nerd and I practically begged and then giggled when the dietitian and RN said we could try it. I'm really, really, really grateful for my pancreas!!!! But seriously, my philosophy is the more I can understand what my patients are going through, the better I can help them. Spending a couple days as a diabetic was both exciting and tough. I can understand why some people get lazy and just don't do what they are supposed to. I have even more respect for diabetics. But honestly, I thought it was the coolest thing ever. I know, I'm weird. Also I now what to become a Certified Diabetes Educator (CDE). Really, I just want to know everything about everything and should probably become a doctor. Or a physician's assistant. I'm not counting that one out, but let's not get too crazy just yet. Or culinary school. Or get my Master's. Geez I have too many interests and not enough time in this life. Or maybe I do...

And finally, Friday night some pals and I went to a Flintstone-themed dance. It was eh, ok, but that best part was my friend Clary and I went as Betty and Wilma. Pretty much one of the best ideas ever (Clary's idea). It was so fun!

P.S. I added a new song to my playlist by Miri Ben Ari ft. Styles P. Now, it's a (clean!, how rare!) rap song but the only thing I really care about is the AWESOME hip hop beat with the violin. Check it out. It's fab!

P.S.S. I may have found a replacement Dr. McSteamy and, this one is a surgeon no less. I see him at work and at the gym. AND he went to BYU for a bit too. Sahweet!

Sliver

2011-03-31T21:18:00.000-04:00

I stumbled upon this quote a couple of days ago as I was doing some research...

"To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe."– Anatole France

I needed it. Correction, NEED it.

I applied to 5 jobs on Monday, with a bright-eyed, bushy-tailed dream and hope of the east coast and enjoying the city life for a bit and the autumn colors, exploring the city, having an income, finally having a career....I could go on. Then Tuesday morning I woke up, checked my mail and saw that I had been rejected by my number one and two choices (in Boston and NYC, respectively) since I don't meet the minimum qualifications. Ouch. But then I thought about it. True statement. I'm technically not done with my internship yet so I'm not qualified. Dang. Now my patience is really being put to the test. So I felt pretty down and decided to hold off applying until I'm a little closer to graduation. Bust. I hate waiting. I want to know NOW so that I can plan, plan, plan. Drats. All I have is a bunch of "ifs."

BUT THEN.

I got an e-mail today that gave me a sliver of hope. My number one choice in Boston e-mailed to say they had received my application and it was in the process of review and if I am chosen I will be contacted in 2-4 weeks for an interview. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? So I went back and re-read the first e-mail, which I thought was a rejection. Not so! They just e-mailed to say they got my application....blah blah blah. It doesn't matter. The point being, THERE IS STILL A SLIVER OF HOPE!!!!!!!!!! I'm still technically not RD-eligible until May BUT if they take super long to review the applications and IF they think I'm qualified and a good fit there is a chance. THERE IS STILL A CHANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Pleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohplease
ohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohplease
ohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohplease
ohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseOHPLEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!

I realize and acknowledge that I may or may not sound slightly, or really, childish right now but if you only knew how badly I want to be in Boston maybe you could understand. Maybe.

So here's to acting, dreaming (lots of it!), planning, and believing (and praying and pleading and hoping)!

T-T-T-Tuesday

2011-03-16T03:13:00.000-04:00

Terrific Tuesday! Let's talk about the terrific things about today....

1. Tax return en route...woot!

2. I had to go to the library to day to return some books. There are tons of libraries in the Tucson area but the one I prefer is the main one downtown. Now, there are often some sketchy folk that hang outside the library so I'm always walking with a poker face looking at the ground as I scurry into the library. Today I was hurrying by two men sitting on a bench when one said, "'Scuse me miss. Miss! You dropped your smile on the ground." I looked at the ground just as it clicked what he said and then I smiled. Fell for it! AND a book I had requested back in December finally came in. Ready for this: Chocolate: History, Culture, and Heritage. Freckles the Nerd at it again! This book is big and thick, 975 pages thick with 11 appendices. I'm pumped!!!!

3. Started my community rotation (LAST ROTATION) and my schedule is SWEET. As in today we technically only had to be at work from 1pm-3pm. Don't worry I came in early since I had a lot of projects to do but 6 hour days are beautiful.

4. Job hunting for real and I'll probably start applying after this week once my resume and cover letter are perfected (and after I remember to breathe deeply at the thought of having a. real. job. finally. I've found several jobs in Boston and several the NYC area. YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5. Saw "The Green Lantern" and it was hilarious.

Happy Tuesday!

sunday scribbling: big

2011-03-14T23:18:00.000-04:00

Where are you going to go with this one? You could go anywhere! What do you make of big?

Well, the first thing that comes to mind is BIG decisions and BIG things happening in the very near future. Namely, my graduation from my internship in May and then I have to grow up, i.e. find a real job and start earning big (ha!) bucks. But that entails figuring out WHERE I am going next (don't even get me started on this....Boston pleaseohpleaseohpleaseOHPLEEEEASE) and WHAT specific area of dietetics I am going to go into and on and on and on and on. Of course I'm freakin' out and stressing out and panicking and hoping and praying I find a job ASAP and figure out my next step/place. Geez. No fun. I feel like I'm having a midlife crisis and I'm not even a quarter of a century old yet. AHHHHHH!!!!!

In other BIG news...my best friend Jenna had her beautiful baby girl Clara (I mentioned it before but it's SO fantastic that it warrants mentioning again) and I got to talk to this dazzling new mom Saturday and I'm glowing with excitement for her. Congratulations again my beautiful friend!!!!! Aunty Gabe WILL be spoiling her :)

And in OTHER BIG NEWS....my amazing boys, the BYU basketball team have earned themselves a NUMBER 3 SEED and it's March Madness time, perhaps one of my most favorite times of year (aside from baseball season and the NBA playoffs)!!!!!!! I sure do hope they go far. In order to get pumped I recommend you watch this and practice your stuff (or just laugh because the video is pretty swell!): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nAUVV8BXwlI

I've only watched it about 20 times....today.

BYU basketball, Vegas, and babies

2011-03-03T22:32:00.000-05:00

I've been a horrid blogger...sorry!

Can I just say that I've never been so happy and proud to be a BYU alumni. At the same time I'm heartbroken and distressed about BYU basketball's future now that March Madness is about to begin and our starting center has been suspended. Sad day. But I'm proud that BYU has stuck by its morals and I've even happier that the sports world gives BYU the respect it deserves. But still...good luck Cougars! It's going to be a rough ride....

In other words I'm about to start the final rotation of my internship. THANK GOODNESS. I will miss cooking in the kitchen though. We had our theme day yesterday, Viva Las Vegas!, and it was a hit!!!!! THANK goodness. I'm glad it's over but it was so fun.

Also, one of my dearest friends just had her first baby and I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Congratulations JENNA AND SAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hair today, gone tomorrow

2011-02-19T18:59:00.000-05:00

Ok, let me begin this post just saying this: if there is one thing NOT to be messed with, it's my hair. I'm picky and protective of my locks. VERY. I'm not saying I'd necessarily give Fabio a run for his money in the hair-loving department, but I like my hair a lot. But here's what happened....
I had highlights done in August and they were the best highlights I have ever had, compliments of my cousin Lindsay. They were subtle, brought out the red in my hair and added a dash of blonde. Perfect. Time for a touch-up though! So, I went into a beauty school (let me just add Paul Mitchell in Provo is WAAAAAY better than the place I went, WAY better) and asked for: 1) SUBTLE, 2) strawberry-blonde, 3) highlights

4 hours later...this is what I got (cue sobbing)

ORANGE STRIPES. OH MY GOSH.

Worst experience ever. This picture does NOT do it justice. Seriously. The hairdresser pulled the towel off my head and I almost burst out crying because my hair was ORANGE and YELLOW. It looked like I had gotten into a fight with a bleach bucket and an orange marker. Horrible. So they told me to come back the next day and they'd fix it. But that meant I had to go to work, looking like that. MORTIFIED. So I went to work and wore a hood for a while until one of the dietitians finally came over to ask me about my hair; she overheard me telling the other interns about my hair trauma/drama. Of course the moment she opened her mouth a flock of dietitians came over to survey my color fiasco. So when I revealed it they of course reassured me it wasn't that bad at all, one of them liked it, and I burst into tears. Good times. My boss let me leave work a little early to get it fixed.

So round #2 I told them I did not want ANY orange left in my hair. And here's what I got....

Better but there is still a heck of a lot of orange in my hair. I was traumatized and really, really, really mad. Never going to that place again (Empire School). So I went out and bought hair dye to dye it back to my original color. But I have to wait a few days before I do anything because my hair is saturated and fried. Grrrr.......And here's how it looks when it's styled.

It's growing on me. I've decided to wait a few days and see how I feel about it before I dye it back. It's kind of cool actually.

What do you think??

Report

2011-02-17T00:10:00.000-05:00

I did it. I ran 3 miles. I couldn't do 5. There was absolutely no way that was going to happen. I went to Glendale today to the Cardinals' stadium for a food show. I ate a lot hence, no 5 mile run. Plus that was kind of a crazy idea anyways. But the food show was awesome. We had a lot of fun!!!
And how can you not have fun with a guy dressed as snazzily as this???
Honestly, that's one ROCKIN' outfit. And this is Flat Abigail. She is my cousin's version of Flat Stanley (based on book). I've been recruited to take Abigail around my digs and show her Tucson and other places and take pictures so here she is with me at the show. I can't wait to show her around and send my cousin back the pictures. It's such a cute idea!

Facebook Fasting

2011-02-16T03:09:00.000-05:00

I've decided to go on a Facebook fast for a few days and I'm pretty psyched about it. In fact, I already feel better. And I think this will help me better use my time for more important things. And I just feel like it. You know? I'm just antsy and fidgety and in the mood for a big change, something random and spontaneous and perhaps a little reckless. Maybe I'll dye my hair. Also I feel like running. My goal tomorrow is 5 miles. Well 3 might be a little more realistic since I'll be in Phoenix all day for a showcase but whatever. Between 3 and 5 miles it is.

One of Those Days

2011-02-13T19:41:00.000-05:00

Ever have one of those days where you swear the world is out to get you? Yeah!? You do!? Great. Today would be one of those days and let me just tell you, it's been a while and I had forgotten how much I hate them. Yes, hate. I feel like I'm in a funk.

I went horseback riding yesterday, which was AAAAAAAAAAAMAZING! I loved it! I'm as sore as could be today though. And, I almost died yesterday. I know I'm treating this situation lightly, which I shouldn't because I really did almost die but I don't really know how else to treat it. Here's what happened. We were going up some rough terrain with some steep parts and the rider and horse in front of my went up this narrow spot and it was tricky but hey, they did it so Lightning and I could do it. Well, Lightning tripped or lost his balance or something and all of the sudden I found myself a few inches from the ground so I kicked myself off so Lightning wouldn't roll on top of me. I could hear him struggling to catch his balance and get up the rest of the steep part since there were two horses/riders RIGHT behind us and I know he wouldn't purposely step on me but still, I was on the ground and pretty much in the way. All I remember is turning over and seeing hooves coming towards my face and thinking "MOVE." I think my instincts kicked in (THANK GOODNESS) and I screamed and rolled over. Then I stood up and everything was fine. Lightning was ok, I was ok, everything was fine. I wasn't trying to play "tough girl" but I didn't want anyone to freak out. I was just trying to remain calm and truthfully, the seriousness of the situation hadn't set in. All I could think about was I didn't want to freak anyone out and I was worried about Lightning. Then later that day it hit me and I was all sorts of emotional. Geez. But I'm good. I have a SWEEEEEET bruise on my left knee, no seriously, it's pretty. I'm weird I know, but it's in the shape of paisley and all sorts of cool colors. I like to show it off. It's kind of hard to hide too.

Anyway, why am I telling you this? Well, I'm one of those people who feels about 1 trillion times better after I get stuff off my chest and after yesterday I have been all emotional and kind of shocked and freaking out you know? And honestly, all I wanted was to fly home ASAP and cling to my mom and my brothers and visit the ocean. Unfortunately that's not possible, which was really frustrating for me. Thus began the funk. So then I woke up and it hurt to move my entire body and it was 80 degrees outside. Sick. I was sweaty and overheated and annoyed. Then I was trying to get ready for church and was burning up and sweaty and my hair wasn't cooperating and all I wanted was a hug and my mom. Yes, I would like some whine with my cheese, thank you. So I called my mom and felt kind of better. I'm still feeling weird. Not a fan.

But....Happy Valentine's Day!

Thank you my friends

2011-01-28T17:44:00.000-05:00

Thanks for the comments on my last post :) I'm blessed. All is good!

sunday scribbling: progress

2011-01-02T13:53:00.000-05:00

SO?! We are two days in to 2011 - any progress yet?

Why yes. This year I've decided I'm really going to work at being more optimistic. So, yesterday came: the day I had to leave home....

Usually I've very negative because I want to stay in New England, not go back to the west. But yesterday was progress. I think a lot of it had to do with the great day I had with my mom. We just explored the North Shore (including Whole Foods-yum!) and I soaked up every molecule I could before I left. It was great. I didn't cry when my mom dropped me off (I know, I'm 23 and sometimes I still get teary-eyed when I have to leave home. It happens.) and when I landed in Tucson I was ok. I was kind of happy to be back and now I'm excited for my roommates and friends to get back too. I think I'm going to like 2011.

Bawstan (translated: Boston)

2010-12-29T23:38:00.001-05:00

It just wouldn't be a complete trip home without visiting the city that has captured my heart and soul. As always...I just never have enough time to soak it all up. Some day...(soon!)....

I swear I am meant to be Italian because I am absolutely smitten with the North End/Italian section. The history alone is fascinating. And it's gorg (read: gorgeous). We were heading to....

THE BEST pizza place ever. I'll say it until I'm blue in the face. Pizzeria Regina's. If you love pizza, you MUST go here. It looks like a hole in the wall but it's not! The place is like stepping into an Italian family's pizzeria in the 1950s. The decor is fabulous and celebs alike have come from afar to eat here. It's well worth the wait. I highly recommend Pollo Pesto. And yes, I can eat an entire pizza by myself. It's that good.

Our next destination was the Boston Museum of Fine Arts. We decided to walk to the BMFA from the North End. It's quite a hike but we needed it after eating all the DELICIOUS pizza. We hopped from the North End...

...through the Financial District, dipped into the Theatre District for a street, and decided to cut through the Boston Commons and Public Garden. This is a photo taken right before cutting through the Commons.
While walking through the Commons we came upon this guy who clearly is not having a rough winter. Chubs.
Then we decided to walk Newbury Street (it's Boston's 5th Ave, but better, in my opinion. Just sayin'). The shops are exquisite and the brownstones posh. Plus, it's Boston!

And then! We saw it. Pinkberry!!! Have you seen the "Harvard Sailing Team: Boys with be Girls" clip? No? Ok. Click here and watch, laugh, and understand why we just had to stop here. It was delish.

It was getting dark as we made it to our destination and I couldn't help but snap this shot of the Prudential Center.

Hooray for Boston!

P.S. My darling pooch sleeping next to me smells like Fritos, yes, as in the chips. Yummm...but odd.

SNOW!!!

2010-12-20T18:57:00.000-05:00

Let's just cut to the chase. It's SNOWING. SNOWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I am absolutely cheery! Heath gets angry every time I clap my hands and squeal "SNOW!!!!!" Well, he can be Scrooge if he wants but I'm just so happy.

Sorry it's not the best picture but I was too excited to perfect it. SNOW! SNOW! SNOW!

Cool huh? I love snow globes.

Today was splendid. I slept in, in my own bed, snuggled like a bug in a rug and it was cooozy. Heath and I had a lunch date with GP (that's Grandpa) for lobstah. You'd think I hadn't eaten in days or something the way I destroyed my lobstahs. Oh YUMMY.

Then Heath and I went Christmas shopping. Woo! Love shopping in NH. NO salestax. Thank you NH. Also I have a new favorite place in my house.

See that couch in the back? Onthe right (with my computer)? It's officially my spot. It's cozy and right next to the woodstove.

And I love my pooch.

Except sometimes he says, "No more pictures please."

The brothers and I decorated the Christmas tree last night. I LOVE it. Part of the reason I love my little cozy spot is I'm close to the tree which smells yummy and looks pretty. I like twinkle lights.

And I love how well stocked my mom keeps the candy jars. Thanks Madre. :)

And I love these dudes.

Home Is Where The Heart Is

2010-12-18T20:40:00.000-05:00

Without fail, every time I fly home I always get a little choked up as I am descending into Boston or Manchester, and then end up beaming like a 5-year-old staring out at the ocean and the city. I can't help it. I love New England, my home, so much. Words are so inadequate.

But I love being home this time because...

-It's cold. Don't hate but I'm a creature of habit. I like my four seasons (hear that AZ, I said 4!) and that includes bitter cold and snow in the winter. I've found it extremely difficult to get into the Christmas spirit this year with weather in the 80s. Just sayin'. Bring on the snow!!!!!

-I love to get decked out in my winter get-up. Scarves, mittens, sweaters, boots, wool socks, extra blankets!

-I like to curl up next to the woodstove or fireplace and read, veg, or watch TV

-Cuddling in the cold, oh yeah! Just sayin'

-I'm going to Boston

-I may be going to NY with my mom and we're hitting up some bakeries---oh YEAH!

-I love my family. So much. I'm just SO happy to see them all and be near them, tease them, laugh with and at them, hug them. I love them!

It's a beautiful day.....

2010-12-10T20:20:00.001-05:00

Today was FAB.

My roommate gave me permission to wake her up and I immediately knew what I was going to do. I contemplated jumping on her...but that's not very nice. So I went to bed eagerly waiting to wake up so I could blast "I'm Walking on Sunshine." However when I woke up my internet was not cooperating so I instead blasted "It's a Beautiful Day" by U2. And true to the song, it was indeed a beautiful day.

All the interns arrived 1/2 early for breakfast with one of our preceptors. She brought us hot chocolate and coffee and we ate muffins and greek yogurt with granola and fruit and chatted. It was fun and our preceptor, Fons, is awesome. She actually intimidates me with her vast knowledge and sarcasm but that also makes me appreciate her and aspire to be like her. She's going to be a ROCKIN' PA someday. Anyways, our breakfast even makes us sound like we're a bunch of dietitians doesn't it? Sick, I know. But the muffins were chocolate chip and the greek yogurt had lots of fat, feel better? It was delish.

I busted through my first 3 patients, which took forever because I had to contact the nurses, then the techs, then the doctors, then run down to the kitchen, then to talk to a pt's son, then the sister of a pt, then the social worker and on and on. Geez louise I was so busy and I loved it! Time was flying, I was successfully contacting people and getting the information I needed, feeling useful and busting out my notes like crazy. My preceptor was impressed, and this particularly preceptor is VERY nit-picky so I was feeling ecstatic.
So, I called the team for one of my patients and they happened to be on the same floor as me so we decided to chat in person. I rounded the corner.

And then.

I saw him.

DR. MCSTEAMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I SAW HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We looked at each other. Then we did a double-take. Then we smiled at each other and let me tell you, I was so, so, so, so, so, so excited. He's BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well he wasn't wearing a lab coat but he was wearing a suit and OH. MY. GOSH. Very few things make me happier than a fine looking man in a suit. Thus, I was blissfully, BLISSFULLY happy. I spent the rest of my day working away and then getting all giddy by the thought that I saw Dr. McSteamy and he saw me and he made a point to smile at me. *sigh*

I'm kind of sad my clinical rotation is over next Friday. These past 2 weeks I've finally felt like I got into my groove and I feel like I know what I'm doing, well, most of the time. I've still got a lot to learn (renal diet....) but I've enjoyed staff relief. And I may be slightly biased by that fact that this past week has been great, especially today but I'm finally feeling confident (a fragile confidence but at least it's there!).

And I'm wearing my Christmas socks today. And tomorrow I'm going to Mesa and I'm going longboarding. Then Sunday I have to work and I'll be on my own (with a dietitian as back up but still, pretty much on my own). Dun dun dun! Then a Christmas party and game night later that evening. Then Winterhaven Monday night--a neighborhood that apparently goes ALL out for Christmas. I'm talking lights coordinated with music and all that jazz. COOL! Then Wednesday I don't have to work. Then Thursday I have a presentation to the ICU Med team residents-- woo woo! Then Friday I GO HOME FOR CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!
My mom said she's been baking up a storm and I'm prayin' for a Nor'easter. Don't hate New Englandahs but I'm praying and pleading and dreaming of snow so please, just humor me. I'm a creature of habit, I expect cold weather and snow. Nor'easter! Nor'easter! Nor'easter!

Dangers of jalapenos

2010-11-27T15:17:00.000-05:00

My brother and I have a tradition that started when he helped me move to Tucson: Sonoran hot dogs. What is this, you ask? It's a bacon-wrapped hot dog in a soft Mexican roll topped with pinto beans, chopped tomatoes, onions, jalapeno sauce, cheese, mayonnaise, ketchup and mustard. Heart-attack-in-a-bun really. But despite the fact that I don't care for hot dogs and despise bacon, it's pretty delicious. Last night was my brother's last night in Tucson so we went and got some Sonoran hot dogs.

Then Heath got some jalapenos so I had to get one. The trick is to eat it without eating the seeds or you are in trouble. I bit a seed and my whole mouth, in and out, was on fire. It was excruciating.
Then Heath ate his second one (pictured above) and bit into seeds and his eyes started to water. It was hilarious but I could empathize. It's painful. Then we went back to my apartment and were watching Casino Royale and I rubbed my eye. No big deal, right? WRONG. I had jalapeno residue or something on my finger and my left eye was on FIRE!!!!! OH my gosh! It was so painful. My left eye started leaking and then I went to the bathroom to clean it up and everything was ok. But then I rubbed my other eye, not thinking, and my right eye started to burn. Idiot? Yes, I know. You'd think I would have learned my lesson and that washing my hands would have helped. Nope. I'm not blind yet, don't worry. Good times. Heath left this morning and now it's officially the Christmas season. It feels so weird that it's Christmas time and yet it's still semi-warm here and there isn't a chance of snow. Weird. But I've gotten my Christmas playlist out and I am thrilled and incredibly excited for Christmas. Three weeks. THREE. I am dreaming of snow, home, Christmas trees, snow, seeing my breath, snow, my dog, my room, being all together with my mom and brothers, seeing friends, Boston, Reginas, and New England. I can't wait to go to the beach! It's a tradition every time I come home for Christmas that I have to put my feet in the ocean. I can't wait! We may even go on a sleigh ride!
Let the countdown begin.

Today I am grateful for...

2010-11-25T01:47:00.001-05:00

....my brother.
He's here. Now! And all of the sudden everything seems right in the world. What a lovely feeling. My how I adore him. We went for dessert today and ended up chatting for...about 2 hours. I love it.

Be of Good Cheer

2010-11-21T13:22:00.001-05:00

I've read this phrase thousands of times and my mom always repeats it to my brothers and me. Usually I am of good cheer! I got a lot to be happy about and grateful for. I have an amazing support system with an awesome mom and 2 brothers, fabulous friends around the country, and some great roommates. And hey, I can always fake it and smile and pretend like I've got the world on a string. But I think right now I'm just not in a good place. Ever been there? I have coping skills as my mom calls them: pictures of home and Paris and Italy, friends and flowers and my family plastered all over my bedroom wall and throughout the apartment to dream about and reminisce of, good music, blogs to read, books to stick my nose in, movies to watch, and dreams to have and hopes to cling to. But don't you ever get fed up with that? I'm tired of wishing and hoping and dreaming and ready to start doing. Sigh. I can't wait to get out of Tucson.

This week was by far one of the worst experiences I've had in quite some time. In fact, Friday I wanted to quit and that's the closest I have ever come to really, truthfully quitting. I'm not a quitter. I have this resilience and determination that someone fuels me but after this week and when I got home Friday, I was ready to just call it quits, crawl in bed and give up. I'm tired on working so hard and still feeling inadequate and stupid. I'm SOOOO tired of having no income. I've just stopped caring about things. I feel rather numb and mechanical. It's frustrating!!! I've hit the wall with my internship. I'm so burnt out and I'm really fed up with the same old frustrating, demeaning routine and with certain preceptors that are so discouraging and unprofessional. I mean cliques at work, really? I'm not impressed at all. Ganging up on the interns, not helpful. I have 4 weeks to go and I really have no clue how I will make it. Well, minute by minute but even that is pure drudgery. I don't mean to be such a downer. I'm sorry. This is not me. I'm not this way but geez it seems like since I've started I've turned into Gabe the Pessimist and it's quite horrible. One day I'll look back on this experience and find some gold nuggets but right now, I'm clinging to the last thread. Thank goodness my brother will be here this week and hopefully just being around him will be enough to keep me going until Christmas. He makes me laugh, a lot and I look forward to that. And also my roommates and I threw a masquerade party last night in honor of our roommate's birthday on Wednesday. It was so fun!!! Pictures to come.

These are from high school. We came home late one night from work (we worked at the beach) and were messing around with our mom's camera. So fun!

Freckles the Nerd and Marshmallows

2010-11-13T00:09:00.000-05:00

So remember that post I made oh, last January? If you have no idea what I'm talking about you should read it because then this post will make a whole lot more sense. I did not keep my resolution but that's ok! Someone recommended marshmallows, and since I'm drinking my first cup of hot chocolate of the season (Ghirardelli no less, delish!) and marshmallows go well with chocolate, off we go! (This is where I wish I were Ms. Frizzle and had a magic school bus)..................Marshmallow candy dates all the way back to 2000 B.C. to Egypt (Egypt had it going on, cool pyramids, marshmallow candy, dang!)
Marshmallows actually, although not surprisingly, come from....plants! And boy they are pretty too.
The marsh mallow plants (althea officinalis) are grow in salty marshes so they can, I liked this, "bask in salt sun." The Egyptians discovered (how? I have no idea. Who thinks of these things? This is probably one of the reasons I'm alive now, when all of this sweet stuff is around. I'm in awe) they could extract the sweet substances and made a confection that was only reserved for the pharaohs and gods. Probably another reason I'm alive now because I would have had to either be royalty or a marshmallow-stealing thief and probably would have gotten killed. I digress (but in all seriousness). The Egyptians would boil the pieces of marsh mallow root pulp with sugar until it thickened and then it was strained, cooled, and mixed with honey, grain, and baked into cakes.

The Healing Powers
Marsh mallow roots and leaves were used for medicinal purposes to treat chest pains, to soothe coughs and sore throats, and as an ointment. It was also used as a laxative and to treat inflammation. Common people only tasted marsh mallows when they took pills; in fact doctors sometimes hid the medicine inside the candy to cover the pill's undesirable taste. BRILLIANT. Applesauce vs. marshmallows, yes I'll take marshmallows please.

Faaaaaaaaaaaast Forward to the 19th century, France
J'adore le Francais! Candy makers in France decided to combine the sap (a binding agent) with egg whites and corn syrup, whip them, heat them and poured into molds. Thus, a yummy confection. However it was expensive and slow because it required casting and molding of each marshmallow. Perhaps the most fascinating part of this is the French candy makers made them by hand. I would have loved to have seen that! But as demand grew for this delectable treat, they had to come up with a quicker method: the starch mogul system. Here's how this beauty works: a machine automatically fills trays with starch about 2 inches thick, then it's evened off and compressed. Next, a printing board, made of plaster, wood, or metal trays shaped to mold marshmallows is pressed into the starch and retracted. Then the space created is filled with hot creme. Delish....

1900
By this time, marshmallows were sold as penny candy. Gelatin and other whipping agents replaced mallow root. In 1948, Mr. Alex Doumak (founder of Campfire Marshmallows) was looking for ways to to speed up production and discovered the "extrusion process," which, of course revolutionized marshmallow production. In the extrusion process, marshmallows are made by piping the fluffy mixture through long tubes and cutting its tubular shape into equal pieces. And today it takes a whoppin' 60 minutes to make one marshmallow.

Now, let's briefly talk about....

PEEPS!!!!!

1953- Just Born candy company bought Rodda Candy Company, which produced a marshmallow chick. Just Born loved it so much so they...
1954- Mass-produced chicks and voila! Peeps are born
1960s- Just Born starts to manufacture seasonally shaped Peeps
1980s- Just Born releases Marshmallow Peeps Bunny
1995- Peeps were only produced in pink, white, and yellow BUT this year they added the lavender Peep
1998- Blue Peeps
1999- Vanilla-flavored Peeps produced
2000- Strawberry-flavored Peeps
2002- Chocolate-flavored Peeps introduced (it took this long!??!)
1987-present: Gabe still does not like Peeps

FUN FACTS
*Sacramento, CA is home to an annual Peep Off, a 30-min Peep-eating contest
*All Peeps are created equal....EXCEPT for Peeps Hearts and Peeps Eggs, all bunnies, chicklets, and Peeps animals under the sun are made with a distinct recipe and signature flavor. Peeps hearts have a hint of strawberry added to them, and can only (obviously) be found during Valentine's season. Peeps Eggs are the only vanilla-flavored phenomenon.

And so ends my adventure. Thank you for joining Freckles the Nerd. Please, do come again.

Many thanks to...
http://inventors.about.com/od/foodrelatedinventions/a/marshmallows.htm
http://www.twisted-candy.com/marshmallows.html
http://www.campfiremarshmallows.com/history-of-marshmallows.asp
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/194855/valuable_marshmallow_peeps_facts_you.html
http://www.madehow.com/Volume-3/Marshmallow.html
http://www.google.com

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