Whoa. It’s Magic!

Okay —

Everyone has been posting random photos of their brooms just abiding up on their own. Cue the Cinderella movie where the mops & brooms start cleaning on their own…

This isn’t what happened exactly, but I was intrigued by what was happening here.
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What do you think? I’ve heard so many things why this was caused and that the Mayan calendar is something to follow now. Do I believe that? No.

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So fill me in y’all. Why on earth did my broom have a mind of its own and decide to go upright for the day? Ideas??

I Always Wanted to Be a Doctor

There was a time in my life when I wanted to be a doctor…a Pediatric Cardiologist (for reasons a majority of y’all know) and then that field became too real, so I flipped to being a Pediatrician.  I had everything all planned out and I even shadowed a Pediatrician out in Pembroke, NC and fell in love with the aspect of treating children.  I love kids, why wouldn’t I want to make them feel better when they’re sick?  I sat in on a few classes, took Pre-Med classes in college (this should explain why it’s taken me forever to graduate) and even went to a few medical workshops.

Attending a medical conference proved to be one of the most amazing and eye opening experiences I’ve gone through.  Getting to have fun with fellow MD’s and DO’s….who wouldn’t want to partake in that adventure?

Most importantly though, I met some pretty amazing friends, from all over the country actually.  I still keep in contact with about 90% of my group from this summer, which is astounding because this conference was nearly 7 years ago.

I’m pretty sure the camera found me just about wherever I was.  Thank goodness for digital back then.

On the way to the Mall of America via public transit.  Major fun in the twin cities y’all.  Had a blast meeting and making new friends.

 

On a “night off” from workshops and lectures, a huge group of us decided to go on the town.  At the time it was a bar called the Wild Onion.  Crazy, huh?

…still the Wild Onion.  Let’s just say I had a blast and had nothing to drink that night.  I think I was a newly minted 21 year old, too.  Pure Craziness.

Last group shot with the girls that evening, we all had fun getting to know each other during our trip.

Found a pair of goggles on our boat that night, so in true Erin fashion I had to put them on.  Talk about goofy all while having fun with my friends. : )

Getting ready to dock, head to the hotel and head out to the bar.  Last night in MN, you’ve gotta do it up big, right?!

Another partial group shot.  We took so many of these that week, seriously was one of the best times in my life being Pre-Med, but I made an even better decision career wise and can’t wait to see what journey it takes me on.

Our hotel was somewhere in the background.  We stayed at one of the fanciest hotels I had ever stayed in and we all had a blast.  Pretty sure I called home just so I could say I was staying in a Trump Hotel.

Our conference director.  He set up all the yet to be in med school applicants and directed my group on which lectures to sit in on and who to rub elbows with.

What our lovely paddle boat looked like sort of.    How many of y’all can say you’ve traveled a portion of the Great Mississippi?  I have.

Relaxing on the boat and taking in the scenery.  I had never been that far north, so this was a completely different experience especially since it was my first ever plane trip.  Talk about an exciting time in my life.

Me & Ash.  We’re still just as close as we were here.  We’ve moved.  Traveled across the US.  But always kept in contact (thank you Facebook!!) through the years.

St. Paul in the background and us looking completely silly.  I sure miss those days…

Now you can’t leave a medical conference without going to the Mall of America at least once while you’re “in town”, that would just be horrible.  If I remember correctly, I made at least half a dozen trips and even left my digital camera in a dressing room (that I later recovered thank goodness).

I Need One of These

Word on the street is that Apple could very well start to phase out Macbook Pro’s in the future.  Seems as if the iPad has taken over the market and they just might shift their focus to iPads instead of laptops.  Sad, isn’t it?

Being a MIS major, Macs are necessarily recommended in my program, unless I want to run a dual boot on this shiny new system. I’m not really thrilled it, but I’m also looking into studying iPhone app development and in that case a Mac will definitely be needed to run such programs needed for those types of programs.

I’d say I just might wind up with a shiny new computer just like this…next year.

Sleepy Time

Hittin’ the Hay.  I’m one tired college chica and I need my sleep.  Have a great night y’all.  See you in the mornin’!

 

 

Kansas City Bound

….Kansas City bound….see y’all when I get back….  I’ll be at Cabela’s in less than 24 hours.  I’m going to be beyond happy once I get there, now if the clock would just tick a little faster :)

 

 

Think He’ll Marry Me?

So….Randy Travis is going through a divorce.  That may be a total shock to some — but to me I’m STOKED.  What’s so great about that, you ask?  Well the simple fact of the matter is — he’ll be single…I’m single…and I’ve always had a crush on him.  When I say always, I mean always.  Since I could walk & talk practically.

I’ve had the liberty of seeing RT in concert twice.  All thanks to my Mom for going.  Roomie didn’t see it fit that she attend on account I’m in love with this guy & there would be major screaming involved.  Her loss.

I truly think he’s one of the greatest singer/songwriters.  He’s written some pretty amazing stuff in the last 20 years and he’s still recording.  I still get all giddy and excited every time I hear something new he’s written.

The first concert I went to a long time ago.  Let’s just say I walked away with over 600 photos of that night.  I was a little more than on Cloud 9.

 

Pissy Beer

My goodness.  A good beer is hard to come by and one that doesn’t taste like piss is even harder to find.  So far, I haven’t found anything remotely close to a good beer.  I’ve found all sorts of liquor, but once in a great moon I’d like to have a beer with my pizza.  Wouldn’t you?  I realize I haven’t been the beer drinker — ever.  It’s just one of those things that you’re realizing you “can’t” have any more, which meaks you want it that much more.