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Strawberry Temptations

I've made my decision after giving it much thought and I have decided that I'm going to be a baker. My sweetooth convinced me that this could be an exciting job for me, plus I'll never be hungry. For the first time ever I am really excited to be going to school, I can not wait. When I was in 2nd grade I wanted to be a baker and in 8th grade we had to take a test on what our career is going to be by what our interests were and guess what mine was...cake decorator. So really I knew it all along that this was my future and it took me this long to figure it out. I'll be done in 2 years and then I'm off to Chicago..which is where I went this last weekend.





I already know where I want to live and I have ideas on places where I want to work. And someday I'll be making these...



My wonderful indian friend has come to visit me twice in the past week or so. I hope she comes around more, along with all the others.

I'm knitting the boyfriend a sweater. I'm a little afraid because every knitter knows what happens when you knit your boyfriend a sweater. For those of you who don't know, there is a curse that your relationship will end if you make one. I'm hopefull and it sure is taking me darn tootin long time.



I also made this a while ago, but never got around to taking any pictures. My first felting project too, I'm very proud of myself. I want to felt more things, but now with me starting school we'll see how much knitting I actually get done.



I quit Menards and they were devastated. Word spread fast, by 9:00 everyone in the whole store knew. They don't want me to leave, they're even offering me other positions. I never knew I made this much of an impact on that store. I might actually miss it.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I LOVE your new post!! I laughed...we need to catch up because I don't know all this information...I only read it on your blog - how sad :( Miss you...
Anonymous said…
COOL. that is perfect. Now you can open a cafe in a small New England town.- I dont know why, I guess its becouse im goin to school in boston.
Anonymous said…
6 or 7 more hours and im there!
waitn 4 cevone:D

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