Thoughts for a weekend

*Steps up on soapbox*

I like food.  I know food.  I know what marjoram, Rosemary, thyme, and basil looks like, tastes like, and what you can use it for.  I will eat hummus, haggis, and horseradish.  However, I can also admit that sometimes a box of good old Kraft dinner is good.  A big warm bowl of squishy all white processed flour carb loaded noodles covered in butter, milk, and powdered orange "cheese".  Why is it that just because a person can cook a gourmet meal means that all of the sudden they can't still enjoy the simple things in life?

*Steps off soapbox*

Well, Tim and I had an interesting experience this afternoon trying to transfer a file from his mom's computer to his droid.  It probably would have gone a little more smoothly had I known a little bit more about computers.  For some reason he trusted me to attempt this feat all by myself so I plugged the thing in using the USB cable and off I went.  After about fifteen minutes I came and sat down beside him and we looked at it together.  Now at this point he assumed I had tried everything as far as just copying and pasting the file.  So we followed our attempts with blue tooth and email, neither of which worked for whatever reason.  Now he took the computer and started looking.  All of the sudden he picks up the laptop and looks it over top to bottom and front to back.  He sets it back down and sighs.  Apparently when the thing says drive D it isn't the removable cd drive over in the drawer of the hutch.  Apparently it calls anything plugged into the USB port "removable drive D".  Go figure.  *grins*

First time

I imagine that almost every blog starts out similar to this.  It's my first time blah blah blah.  Well, I can't promise that I will do this regularly but I will attempt two to three times a week.  Anyone who does this often and would like to give pointers it would be greatly appreciated.  I suppose I should start by giving a little information about myself and why I decided to do this. 

My aspirations in life are eclectic at best.  First and formost I want to be a great mom to my two kiddos.  I love them more than life.  I would like to be a good wife also.  There are several things I would like to do including learning to weld, become a cosmotologist, and become a chef.  I am the worlds worst, and my sister and cousin can attest to this, about reading a book and liking one of the characters so well that I want to do what they do.  When I was young I wanted to be Harriet the spy.  lol!!

I am a food fanatic.  I would enjoy taking a trip just to sample all the different foods of the region.  Then I would want to come home and try to recreate them all!  Some of my posts will probably include my forays into baking and cooking.  Those will most likely be the most humerous.  ; )

My kind of people, believe it or not, tend to be the tattooed and peirced.  I have pink hair, although with two kids and not a lot of extra funds to go have it done it tends to get peachy in between times that I get to color it at home.  I don't personally have as many peircings as I would like to or as I used to.  I have an industrial in my right ear but miss my tongue and lip rings dearly.  I had to take them out to get a job last year because you gotta do what you gotta do.  I also have two tattoos and cant wait to get my third.  The first, when I was 17, is a fairy on my left shoulder.  If any of you know who Amy Brown is, its one of hers.  The second is on my lower back, my "tramp stamp".  It's two crossed revolvers with flames in the background, a symbol in the middle, and two stars on either side.  I want a treble clef and staff running from the top of my foot and wrapping up my leg to my knee then exploding the notes out over the side of my leg next. 

I decided to do this because I enjoy reading other people's blogs and thought, "Hey, I could do that too."  This of course goes back to the fact that I usually think I can do anything anyone else can and it eats me up until I at least attempt it.  I think the words my family heard me utter the most growing up started out when I was very little like this, "I do it!"

So I have come to the end.  I hope ya'll enjoy reading this!