Friday, February 6, 2009

Here Comes the Sun

I'm so excited about the lovely warm temperatures that are now hitting Ohio. The ice is melting, which means I can walk again, and I can stop wearing 5 layers of clothing everyday. Though on the downside, this means I have nothing to wear since its soon going to be too warm for hoodies, and unlike the usual girl, I hate to shop. Usually I wouldn't be this happy about winter ending since winter used to easily be my favorite season, but there never seems to be any more snow when winter comes, just freezing temperatures. How can you build a snowman, go sled riding, have a snowball fight in weather that reaches a whopping -25 degrees?

Though I don't know what I'm getting my hopes up for. This happens every year. It begins to get a little warm out and everyone starts dressing in shorts and t-shirts though it only goes up to about 50 degrees, then the last huge cold/snowstorm of the year hits, and they're left freezing their butts off, which will probably include me.

Anyway, today is the day to talk about all things "B". So Bloggers, let us Begin....

Barack Obama - Our new president. Now, I don't really have much to say when it comes to politics, because I can never seem to keep up with it, or understand it for that matter, and writing about the president right now is no different. Instead of ranting and raving about his views, policies, etc. I'm going to share a story concerning his presidency.
Okay, I belong to this group that once a week gets together with a bunch of little kids, in about first grade, and we do things with them, like make cards for valetines, ornaments for Christmas, and so on. Well, we met the week before inauguration, and discussed Barack Obama, who he was and why he was making history. When we were leaving, one of my friends asked one of the little kids what he thought about Barack being president. The little kid responded that he wanted John McCain to win. When asked why, the kid responded that he hated black people. Now I know it's probably his parents view, not his, but the fact that they're raising their kid to hate someone because of the color of their skin just makes me want to scream. The kid is in first grade, he doesn't know any better, but his parents do. Why would you teach your kids to live this way?

Boston Terriers - On a lighter note, I love Boston Terriers. This happens to be the kind of dog I have, and I couldn't ask for a more well behaved and entertaining dog. She snorts 90% of the time when she's breathing and she hops when she gets excited. She also thinks she's the size of a Great Dane. I love my little dog.

Blood - Since I mentioned arachnaphobia in my last post, I figured I'd post about one of my own fears. I cannot stand the site of blood. I pass out, get light headed, or get sick. I don't even like to hear the word blood most of the time. Needless to say, health class was an interesting adventure for me.

Books - I'm hopelessly addicted to reading. Books have always been a big part of my life ever since I was old enough to start going to the library (which is conveiniently just dont the street from me). My favorite books include The Catcher in the Rye, Speak, the Twilight series, Water for Elephants, This Lullaby, Paint it Black, White Oleander....the list goes on and on.

Baking - Another one of my favorite hobbies. I've tried my hand at cooking, and while my food tastes fine, I wouldn't say that I'm really good at it. Baking however, I'm slowly learning to master. My cake decorating skills are freaking amazing, and don't even try to beat my chocolate chip cookies. And the best part is, after I have the fun of making it, I get to have fun eating it too.

Well, that's the exciting blog for today. Leave some comment's about my B items, or make some of your own :]


Matt Snyder said...

I'm the Chef in this relationship.
You can bake all you want.

P.S.- I'm bleeding really bad. All this blood keeps pouring out of this huge bloody gash on my knee.


Nicole said...

good to know that i dont have to cook :]

and you can bleed all you want. though you're on your own trying to fix that big gash :]