Welcome to Squirrel Hill...

Yes I said it right.  I am officially a new resident of Squirrel Hill.  Squirrel Hill is a burro of Pittsburgh, much in the way there is a China town or Little Italy in most major metropolitian areas.  Except Squirrel Hill has a large Jewish population, in addition to some young professional and graduate students here.  So if you are in need a great coffee shop or Knish, Squirrel Hill is your spot.  Living in a the hills (as I call it...) has triggered some interesting observations too.  I will preface it and say that the places I have lived prior have not had large ethnic populations or much in terms of landscape... ie suburbia MN and semi-rural North Dakota.  Yarmulkes, Torahs and Synagoges (there are 20+) are more common than bibles and traditional Lutheran/Catholic Churches of the Midwest.  On Saturday's this makes for a great game of funeral, wedding, or Sabbath/Shabbat (may not be the most PC but hey, the game was catchy..).  Most of Squirrel Hill is surrounded by a consecrated wall called an eruv.  For those that do not know what an eruv is.. it is a ritual enclosure that premits the transference of objects from one domain to another on the Shabbat that would other wise be prohibited by Jewish Law.  This primarily applies to the the transference of objects from a private domain (home) to a public domain (the sidewalk or street).  A great example would be the use of a stroller.  Some other interesting facts about the area are: Squirrel Hill also has one of the only Kosher Dunkin' Donuts in the country...  I recently found out that the grocery across the street from me is actually a Kosher grocer too.  Sorry Kiel, that means we need to trek somewhere to find bacon.  Beyond this the there are many great bakeries and restaurants too.  The delis in the neighborhood are to die for! The hills are lined with with family owned shops that look like they are straight out of a movie.  Did I mention hills?! Holy nooners.  Rolling hills probably not an accurate description. 

The Squirrel Hill reminds me of San Fransisco meets Boston.  Huge hills with with quaint older homes built at a 80 degree angles.  Cudos to the archeitects of the city of Pittsburgh.  Monday, I went for what was intended to be a run/exploration of my new surrounding...  it ended up being a glorified walk, which resulted in Kathi being lost for a good 30 minutes and a sore set of calves and a gluteus maximus.  Lesson from this... If I do not have an amazing set of gams by the end of my stint in Squirrel Hill it will a great opportunity wasted.  Speaking of the inclines, above is a picture of my new place of residence.  I feel as though this picture does not do the steepness justice.  But the stairs leading up to the house is at about an 80 degree incline.  If there is any ice this winter, I have no clue what I am going to do.  Maybe I'll slide down the railing?! Could be fun.  The residence itself was built in 1880s which has proved to be an interesting endeavour all in its own right. Its beautiful but not user friendly.   I have no idea to hang pictures into plaster and with a boyfriend a 1000 miles away this is turning out to be a frustrating experience.  Thank goodness the room mate situation is working out better.  My room mate has been nothing but warm, welcoming and helpful.  Due to this being my first use of Craiglists (I was a MAJOR skeptic), I am pleasantly surprise at how well it come together. Anyways, through my getting lost, sore calves, and life lessons on Judaism it is starting to feel like home.

A new year, a new theme, a new team?!

       So after a year hiatus I am back blogging again.  I had high hopes that I was going to be able to blog about my various experiences during nursing school... which I know the Nodak nursing crew will back me up in that there was some note worthy experiences.  From "I have solomonly swear..." to 'Save the tattas' or whatever the shirt was that made Maridee blush; we had some great times/experiences I wish I could have shared.  However nursing school has since come and gone.  The crew has sprawled the nation, procreated, and gotten/getting hitched.  Quite impressive considering we just finished school all of a few monthes ago. 
     As for me, (and most of you that will be reading this know most of this....) I have a significant other who has stolen my heart (I keep asking him to give it back, luckily he won't :), graduated from nursing school, did a quick stint with Target Field and Caribou Coffee, and have now found myself in Pittsburgh working in Cardiology (my dream... well for know..).  My goal for the next segment of the blog (again my intention...) is to post on my new experiences in Pitt... which might mostly consist of my getting lost stories.  Definitely, got lost today.  Ended up 15 miles out of my way in the North Hills of Pittsburgh just because I missed an exit.  Needless to say 2 bridges, 2 freeways, and 25 mins later I arrived at my intended destination.  Not the point but let me tell you driving here is another experience..We make fun of St. Paul in the twin cities.  Come to Pitt, you will think those 'drunk Irishman' were more sober than originally thought.  All joking aside it feels good to be back online, a year later, with a new job and new team (Go Steelers?!)

Miikinaa (The Path)

Health care in general is an interesting field. One is exposed to a variety of people, ideas, and cultures. To be honest is part of the reason I choose this profession. Who doesn't like people watching and drama?! Just kidding (but not really : ) But a true blessing of nursing is the ability to be able to learn about other cultures than my own. My journey through nursing school has recently brought me to the Leech Lake reservation. For the next month I will be working in the public health and mental health nursing arenas on the reservation. The Leech Lake reservation is home to the Band of the Objibwe tribe.

For most of us, we might be aware that the Native American populations mostly live on lands that are called reservations and they have pow wows but honestly thats about it... maybe thats all I know. Through the request of a couple of friends my goal is to try and blog about my experiences here on the reservation and hopefully bring to light the unknown. Because this "white girl" truly doesn't know much.

Day one:

So day one has finally come to an end and it has been nothing short of a sensory overload. Most of today was consumed with orientations to places and times for the month of clincals we will be serving on the reseveration. However, today we did get in on a drumming ceremony that was accompanied by a traditional Ojibwe meal. Not going to lie when a group of primarily white students walked into this ceremony (which was located at the local tribal college) you could tell there was a level of apprehension when we walked in. It was interesting, and yet I can respect it. We have had a tremendous amount of history prior to our arrival, so that we have a vague idea why there is apprehension toward "the white man." I have definitely never felt like the odd man out like that before. For lack of better words... the minority. It was humbling. But back to the drumming. This particular ceremony was to offer prayers to a family with in the tribe who had someone pass away recently. The drummers played and sang "he will not cry... for he is taken care of." The beat(s) of the drum we varied in tempo and strength. I swear you could feel the energy in the room; somber but resilient. Gave me goosebumps. It was also wonderful to see how ingrained the culture was here. One of the drummers had his grandson on his knee teaching him. Passing on to him the culture. I wish all of us had the opportunity to see where we come from. Because I really believe... to know who you are, you need to know where you came from. Anyways if you ever get the opportunity, I highly recommend it. After the drumming was over we had to get going to our next clinical site. We got to leave. Unknowningly and apparently it is EXTREMELY offensive to not eat with the collective. Our instructor allowed us of to stay and eat with the tribe. We had the opportunity to sit down to a meal of indigenous foods including: grilled moose, whitefish bake, walleye, squash with venison, blueberry wild rice, 'swamp tea' (junipter, peppermint, and something else?!) and my favorite sweetened popped wild rice with berries. WOW, was it great food. It actually reminded my of Thanksgiving in the sense I ate an obscene amount of food. We talked and visited with other students. By the end of our experience today we had felt a new level of welcome. Needless to say it will be an interesting Miikinaa.

A tasty treat... Lake style

There isn't too much that beats time at the lakes especially when good food, good drinks, and good company are involved. So instead of doing the responsible thing like homework or working I high tailed out to Detroit Lakes, MN to hang out with some of my favorite people. Labor day weekend in the mid west is kind of like the last hoorah for summer. The picture to the left was taken at the lake I was staying at. The weather was not the most cooperative, with highs being in the mid sixties. Not to fret we made the most, caught some tennis, and relaxed in good company. With some extra time and a hankerin' for ice cream we got creative and made a new drink. This new drink I feel could be a great one for the upcoming fall/winter when you are getting a craving on a chilly day... or just if it sounds appealing.

The recipe

• Vanilla Ice Cream
• Hot Chocolate Mixers
• Vanilla Vodka

Mix each to you liking! I will tell ya its hard to go wrong. Kudos goes out to Katie for coming up with this tasty treat. Now we just need to come up with a name : )

Healthcare reform made simple?!

I think that we all agree, whether you are for or against the healthcare reform, that nobody knows what is actually entails. Today in class our professor presented this video in class. I found it informative and engaging. It breaks the reform law in to its different components and explains in simplistic terms what is in it (without the bias). We have all had enough of the BS Washington has been spewing at us the past year. It was refreshing to hear what I (an American) am in for... Hope you enjoy the youtoons!!

Ah snap... She is getting hitched..

So in my years I have attend many weddings and such but I have never been in one. As of mid- August I can now say I will have now been in the wedding party. It is my pleasure to be the maid of honor in one of my besties (of 20 some years now) weddings. However, not going to lie, when she asked I had not the faintest ideas of where to start. Pretty sure it started with me on google identifying the roles of the maid of honor. YES, I went to google. She knows, I figure and she didn't demote me so she can't me too mad : ) So I also think this will be a great opportunity to blog about the adventures as a maid of honor. It is also partly why I changed the name of the blog.. I think weddings have a lot to do with sparkles . Plus I know there are tons of girls/friends of mine that are in the same boat.. kinda clueless, busy, and yet want to do a stellar job for your friend. So if I can help one person, I did my job. Plus everyone that knows me I love to talk (and that might be an understatement) but I want to document my journeys as best I can.

So what the heck do I have to do as a MOH (as the site referred to it)? Okay from my research a MOH does....

1. Be the emotional life boat. Okay I think I can keep a level head for everyone?!
2. Keep the bridal party informed about what is going on. Well I guess that gives me an excuse to talk on the phone longer, check.
3. Shop for dresses. Love an excuse to shop, however my bestie got this one down on lock. Just need to get a style and it fitted.
4. Plan and attend all pre wedding parties. OKAY, I now understand why she picked me...
5. Help the bride out during the ceremony, in all ways she deems necessary... ok, okay I will stash a flask in the ready room.
6. Hold the groom's ring... Hope he trusts me muahahaha...
7. I get to hold the flowers during the ceremony... I like flowers, who doesn't like flowers.
8. Give a speech somewhere during the reception - this could be good - first time I slept over at her house... I threw up on her and rolled back over went back to sleep. We are still friends, go figure?!
9. Arrange and manage the train and dress... okay I just recently found out what a bustle is.. so yeah we will see how this one goes. I will try to do my best hunnie bun!
10. I have to keep track of the gifts received...
11. I get to sign the marriage license. BOO-YAH.. they get my autograph
12. I get the priveledge of seeing and being apart my best friend get married to the man of her dreams. As a bestie that is truly the best part of my job... Love you girl!

I want more Chowda... Boston '11

DAY 1

So nursing school has taken up most of my summer but we got a brief repreive and off to Boston I went! So along for the journey was Kendall and Kathryn; two good friends of mine. Now this trip had been in the makings for several months but due to busy schedules most of activities planned were done on the fly : ) Upon arrival to Boston we made our way to the hotel and got in some shopping. Typical girls right? After getting settled for the evening we went on a ghost tour. Yes a ghost tour of the most haunted places in Boston. Now if you are screaming nerd alert at this moment... you are correct and I enjoyed every minute. We lucked out that it turned out to be a very informative/historical tour as well including everything to the beautiful OmniParker Hotel to the Cranary/Common burial grounds. After the tour us ladies went out for a round or two.

DAY 2

Day two got off to a late start after our one or two beers turned into three or four : ) But never the less the girls and I took in some more of the sites. I love being a tourist. I am sure that lost 99% of the time and looked confused but I absolutely love it. So to wrap a day of being the tourist we had to have a meal that examplifies tourist. We went to Cheers. Now if you do not know what Cheers it was a long standing sitcom of the 80s and early 90s. I remember my dad watched it religiously. Now his grown daughter has the same appreciation, so we had to go Where every one knows my name. We opted for the traditional burgers and beers. However, we had one brave soul of the group take on the Norm Burger. It is their version of Man v. Food. And Kendall dominanted it with flying colors. If you want to see how big this multi-patty burger is check it out on their website... Eh. Oh and Check out kendall's name for dominating that sucker. Needless to say we had a couple groups of guys taking bets to see if she would truly finish it. It was pretty funny, especially when she stood up and realized she is the size of my pencil. Just to kick it up a notch one of the groups of men bought her a sizeable slice of cake as a congratulations. She demolished it too. I have to say it was quite impressive. After we rolled Kendall out of Cheers we head back down to the North End which has large portion of Italians! So we headed for canolis and some more shopping. Upon arrival we found out there was a street festival. In Italian tradition a family will put on a festival in honor of their family's patron saint. Street vendors and carnival games alike line the streets. There is music and an area to give offering to the saint for their blessings. So the girls and I cruised the streets and checked out the sights. Bellisimo.

DAY 3

Day three. The original plan for day three was to get up and rock and roll out of Boston to NYC. NYC was going to be a short visit to see

some of my favorite girls from Minnesota. It was to be a reunion on the east coast. However it was not meant to be. After a small late start, give us a break were on vacation.... and some difficulties with a traffic jam in the rental car parking lot. Then to follow up a MASSIVE traffic jam on the Massachusette pike way. FRICK did not know "the Cape" was such a big thing on the weekends. Go figure right?! After three hours of traffic and frustrations we turned around and high tailed it back to Boston. We saw Fenway on the way out.. sooo we decided to stop on the way back. Parked right next to the park and found the tour times. We had a phenomenal time at Fenway. Beyond my profound love for baseball, it was cool to hear the history of Fenway. During the tour we made friends with one of our tour guides. In making friends, we got to take the long way to the Green Monster... which was through Fenway's Hall of Fame. Saw the Babe's jerseys, Ted Williams rookie jersey, and other assorted memorabilia... Cool history. Even for a Twin's Fan. Beyond the awesome tour, our tour guide recommeded some place to go for the evenings activities. Based on his recommendations we ended up at a place called Ned Devine's. It is a local chic bar/club. We had a blast. Made some friends and rocked the night away... there was a local band playing rocking some great covers. All and all an unsucessful attempt at NYC turned out to be another STELLAR night in Boston. Thanks to Coach Adams we ended Saturday on a great note!!

DAY 4
During our tours, we had stopped by Old North several times. Old North Church was built in 1723 and is famous for the ride of Paul Revere where they hung the laterns to signal the British were coming. Old North still run service every Sunday. So we went. It was a beautiful service, we sat in Theodore Roosevelt seats?! There a little plaque stating that Teddy himself had attended service seating in these seats. Pretty cool. After service we bopped around the North End again, and made our way to the Science Museum for the famous duck tours. Now the duck tour was pretty cool because you see Boston by land and by sea, however definitely make it one of your first stops. Since we had been a couple tours already, it wasnt as compelling. Moreover, when the water portion of your trip is more exciting for the 5 year olds to stir the boat then what you actual saw. But we can say we did it. I guess, right?! The picture below was taking from the North End on Hanover Street. You can find the best Canolis down this street and some fabulous gnocchi and other assorted Italian cuisine : )

DAY 5

The Finale. I'll keep this day short and sweet. Due to the fact it was short day and it was spent tour the lovely campus of Northeastern University and the West end of Boston. It was the business end of the trip. To sum up the trip... It was AWESOME. Truly, I did not know what to expect of Boston beyond it is some where I was looking for potential graduate school options. I woulod HIGHLY, recommend visiting Boston if you ever get the chance. From the history to culture it is truly one of kind. However, now it is back to reality in Nodak for school. Thanks to Kendall and Kathryn for an awesome time out on the coast!

Sweet Summer Time...

So officially back at the blog. I can blame the hiatus on school. So it is officially summer time in my book, well at least for a couple more days. The time to enjoy the lakes, travel a bit and spend the dog days enjoying the sun light in good company. I have had the priviledge to be able to do all of them in just a few short weeks.

Although this summer vacation has been cut short due to school, it came with a wonderful lesson. The summer session for school pushed me to the limit and in wonderful ways. I feel as though stress and pressure will draw out our true nature as humans. Either you rise to the occasion or fall flat. I think I rose, well I rose enough. But all that said. I worked hard to play hard. In the past two weeks I have gotten to the lakes, been the Boston, Minneapolis to visit the family, got asked to be a maid of honor for my bestie of 20+ years and now I am back in Nodak prepping for another my last fall here! Just wanted to say a quick hello and stories from Boston and wedding planning to come!!

A fellow named Henry Wadsworth said...

I shot an arrow into the air,

It fell to Earth, I knew not where;

For, so swiftly it flew, the sight

could not could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For who has sight so keen and strong,

That it could not follow the flight of the song?

Long, long after, in an oak

I found the arrow, still unbroke;

And the song, from beginning to end,

I found again in the heart of a friend.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is teacher appreciation week..

With all the chaos and sadness in the world, it is refreshing to hear about the good people are doing in the world. Even here on the home front. Last October, I went to John Stewarts rally to restore sanity, where I got the opportunity to hear about a fantastic organization that is making a difference here in the United States. It is called Donors Choose. (http://www.donorschoose.org/) It helps fund classroom projects all over the country. You can go online and check out the different projects that each of the projects that you can potentially donate to. Personally I have been blessed to have a family that believes in the value of education. I hope through some (fairly small) donations I can give some one else the chance to afford the education opportunities I have had. I encourage you to donate too!! Mother Teresa said:

We can do no great things,

only small things with great love.

The road unknown...

I am officially coming to the end of my first semester of nursing school. It is a slightly frightening thought that we are done with that much content, but in the same right it is exciting. It crazy to think this time next year I will be nearing the end of practicum and about to emabrk on my life beyond school. Which then got me on to researching residency programs and what is to come next?! So far I have been researching programs on the east coast. Lord knows I have some crazy ideas in my head, lets hope I can translate them to life : ) At this point in my life many of my friends have been or are going through some of those big transitions that are uncomfortable and unknown. I know one in my life is not that far behind. But the unknown is scary. I found this quote, and I feel like many people right now can relate. It is from one of my favorite people, Eleanor Roosevelt. I hope you enjoy it:

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams... You gain the strength, courage, and confidence by every experience by which you really stop and look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I lived through this. I can take the next thing that comes along."

Hello again

So the blog has been somewhat neglected the past two three weeks due to the fact that homework is suppose to be more important, maybe. So here I am back at it, and hopefully it wont be such a long break until my next post. Here in Nodak, I am nearing the end of my first semester of nursing school , which is awesome and kinda scary all at the same time. I can not believe the amount of information we are taking in! It is exciting. Anyways I hope all is well in the cyber world.

The tunes of the week...

The jams I am rocking to this week:

Lost One - Jay-Z

These Boots - Eric Church

Opposite of Adults - Chitty Bang

Daylight - Ninjasong

After Tonight - Justin Nozuka Chasing Pavements - Adele

Sleeping to Dream - Jason Mraz

Here's to the Night - Eve6

Let it Be - Dyme Def

Hustlin' - Rick Ross

On My Level - Wiz Khalif

Last but not least.... and now back to reality

I am officially back in the land of snow and ice and where not everything is not so nice... however I need to post on the last day in the South. This is an ode to the girls that joined me on that fateful saturday adventure haha. As the story goes... We got up Saturday morning and decided that we needed to check out this place called the pancake pantry. We had seen a line a block long the day before. What gives?! I think most people see a line and try to avoid it. My motto, well there has to be a reason that people are in the line. Must be something good at the end of it. We got in the the line... Where we subsequently met three gentlemen who were visiting from out of town as well. Being that they were about the only other people without southern accents, besides us, we made friends. These three gents were from Memphis, NYC, and Pittsburgh. When asked what brought them together, they kindly acknowledged that they are all college buddies from Penn State... and they get together one weekend a year no matter what. If some one has a kid or an excuse (as they called it :) they go to that city and all get together. After 40 minute wait in this line we had made new friends, who had also baught us rations of water so to keep our thirst quenched in the hot Tennesse sun or to kill the hangover all of us were experiencing. But good things come to those who wait... the pancakes were AWESOME! This menu is rediculous, it includes about anything edible going into a pancake... so for the fellow pancake lovers go to the pantry it is worth the wait. After breakfast was conquered we decided to get our party pants on and go out on the town. We mixed a drink or two and headed downtown Nashville to wander and drink. Now when in Rome, do as the Romans. When in Nashville, do as the country bumpkins do and get yourself some boots. So we did... Now feeling official we head to Tootsie's or the bar from Toby Keith's song: I love this Bar. We grabbed us a couple of seats and drinks and took in the music. Country music is 98% percent of the time is great live... and this was no exception. The musicians were taking requests.. so we tipped the gents and asked for She's Country by Jason Aldean. Strike one, lead singer did not know it. Second request was Small Town Girl by Journey. We got a Negative on that... My Maria Brooks and Dunn. Strike three, we're out. So we asked the fiddler what she recommended (who is the sister of one of our friends)... She played for us The Devil Went Down to Georgia by Charlie Daniels Band. The bar was whooping and hollering... so I say it was a good selection. After a couple hours of making friends with the local men and listening to music.. it was on to searching out a bar that would play the Sioux game. Yes even on vacation we were watching the final five. Needless to say if you caught the Saturday game it was well worth it. Double overtime with the win! Not to mention we got a round of free drinks from the bar... SO go sioux!! We were out not much longer and called it a night due to the flight and drive the next day (we are getting old haha). Anyways we hopped a flight and left the dirty South and headed back to the tundra of Nodak. Although I can say it was hard leaving 80 degree weather, it is nice to be back... well sort of. Time to buckle down and back to reality. Thanks girls for a great vacation!

South of the Mason Dixie Line

So we have officially made it to Nashville or Music City. Music city I have to say is an under statement. Now being a music lover myself, I am in heaven. I know country music isn't for everyone, but there is so much talent here it is rediculous in every genre of music. So our first night (also St. Patty's) in Nashville we went to a place called the Blue Bird Cafe. This little place is where the Music City song writers go to perform and be discovered. Now thinking that hearing song writers wouldnt be very good, I stand corrected... they were AWESOME! I got the pleasure of spending my St. Pattys day with close friends and drinking the night with some good music.

So Friday. Friday, was a day a pleasure and business. For the morning the girls and I made our way down to the Vanderbilt campus to tour and walk around. What a beautiful campus. After a good walk around the girls and I decided to catch some sun and read outside! Being 80 degrees and none of us have seen the light of day in 5 months we grabbed the suits and headed outside. I think we are the only people in the state of TN who think this great idea in March. Oh well, all I would have to say in I am from North Dakota right?! SOOO for evenings activities... GRAND OLE OPRY. We pulled our lives together, and mixed us some rum and cokes (well it was a five oclock somewhere) got ready and headed out to West End.

We made it! So upon arrival to the The Grand Ole Opry we struggled to find a parking spot. We were trying to avoid paying for parking. Needless to say drove around for no less then 20 minutes bickering about where is the best option. Moreover the mall surrounding is still being redone due to the floods in Nashville last June. All I could think is how long does it take three blondes to find a parking spot? Don't worry, we found one... right next to the Opry, for free, where everyone parks. After that debaucle we grabbed ourselves some beers and took in the sites. This is something everyone who loves country music has to see. We saw no less then twelve acts and all of them were phenomenal. The highlight to the evening was seeing Eric Church, singing acoutic!! Mmmmmm..... I was puddy. What can I say.... us three girls are suckers for a guy and guitar :)

With Love, from Philly...

So officially we have made it to Philly. Land of cheese steaks, America's founding, and World Series baseball. We arrive by train from Pittsburgh, which was an incredible ride. I can NOT imagine how beautiful that ride is in the later part of the fall with the trees changing colors?! It is beautiful, with its moutains, rivers, and vistas we throughly enjoyed the ride in to Philly. Upon arriving into Philly, we checked into our hotel in the historic district.

Now I like history. I knew there was a lot here. But bananas, for serious Philly?! Everything is historic here. I guess that is a different mentality for a girl from Minnesota. So after checking in to our hotel we decided to do some site seeing. So where do we start in Philly, none other then Independence Hall. So we head over, go through security and get in line for the tour only to find out that you need tickets. Right, should have know that. Okay so we decide to leave and go find tickets.. needless to say us wandering around Independence Hall did NOT go over well. We tried to walk up to one officer... who so kindly yelled at us, reminding us we did not belong in that area. Then we proceed to walk to the security who told us we could not exit there, but also did not tell us where we needed to go. Frick. Okay so back to wandering, only for another person tell us we did not beling there and so nicely directing us to our way out. Epic fail.

But not all of our wandering that day went bad. We journeyed back to the place where you received tickets for the show. Jack and I turned on our midwestern girl charm and saught the attention of younger male working the tickets. We asked his recommendation of local food to try out. He told us.. Jim's steaks is the best. SOOO we headed to Jim's steaks; which required so more wandering : ) but we found it. Jim's Steaks looks like a corner shop crossed with a 50's styled diner. You walk in and are greeted by the counter help which have the grill sizzling before you walk in. I got the steak, peppers, and onion combo. AMAZING! There are a variety of options to get on the steak including cheeze whiz and tuna?! for the daring I guess. But if you look this place up apparently every famous person who has walked the streets of Philly has eaten there. Did not know that till walking in. If you ever go there, you will see what I mean. Any ways day one of Philly was nothing short of an adventure.

Here today, Philly tomorrow. Part Deux

So after enjoying Pittsburgh to its fullest, it was on to business. Monday was a fun filled day looking at UPMC and the University of Pittsburgh. The picture that is posted is the Cathedral of Learning. This picturesque build is a stample mark on the campus. It is a gorgeous building located in the center of campus. During the tour, we learned that UPitt is nationally ranked in quidditch (yes you read that right quidditch) amongest the many other sports it part takes in as a university. The best part of this story is after hearing this tidbit, we walked into the Cathedral and it no joke, looked like Hogwarts. Our tour guide so kindly told us she tells people this is where they filmed Harry Potter, and pretty sure people believe it too. (I would have but she told us out right before haha). It was a wonderful tour. For lunch we hit up a stample mark in Pittburgh known as the Primanti Bros. Let me tell you, this is one heck of a sandwich shop. If you want to see pictures (since I have yet to learn how to upload multiple pics sorry!) go to the man vs. food website. Jack and I ordered the corned beef to split. It was PLENTY! This sandwich includes, and I mean on it, an enormous helping of meat, coleslaw, and fries. And yes I said on it.... And yes it was awesome. So Jack and I definitely felt the need to do a extra lap around campus. After a fun filled campus day, we grabbed a couple beers on the South side and are now prepping for Philly. So we are here today... Philly tomorrow.

Here today, Philly tomorrow.

Here today, Philadelphia tomorrow. With the Pittsburgh leg of the journey coming to a close, it is time for a reflect of the awesome time here. Jackie and I flew into Pittsburgh on Saturday afternoon. We made friends with the cab driver, who so kindly told us we were in for a heck of a Saturday night. He shared with us that Pittsburgh is home to the second largest Saint Patty's day party in the country (2nd only to Boston?!). And it would be that night! Haha okay. After a breath taking ride into the city, we arrived at our hotel. Where we were promptly greater by tour guide for the weekend, who is also a good friend of mine from the Nodak. This friend who is also a recent immigrant to the city waited patiently for us two lovely ladies to settle in and freshen up before a heck of a night out on the town. Now if you don't Pittsburgh, it is comprised of several key areas (or so I was told haha) they are South side, Downtown and the University area. So back to the story. For the night/where the party was at was on the South side. Let me tell you, it was nuts. For those of you in Nodak, it was spring fest in a large city. Good grief. But do not get wrong it was a great time.. BUT WOW. After a stellar night on the town, needless to say we were NOT the sharpest crew. Needless the big event on Sunday was to catch a Pens game. But holy, did we struggle. It took us no less then three times to figure out the time. But to our credit the time of game changed, and day light savings makings things hard to comprehend. Haha. Do not worry we made it, after a several attempts and a nap. The Pens game was awesome. It will come highly recommended out of my book to any one visiting Pittsburgh. After the Pens game we called it a day.

The Start

SPRING BREAK 2011

Spring break has official commenced. Well for me anyways (shout out to those in Nodak stuck in the blizzard). Spring break is kind of a right of passage for every college student. Personally, I have not been able to travel during spring break; typically due to committments related to college athletics. So I'm pleased to say I am heading out this year for pleasure and business. My friend and I are about to embark on a whirl wind tour of the east coast; including Pittsburgh, Philadelphia and Nashville. We are flying into Pitt and spending a few days there. We are catching a hockey game, maybe attempting to get a sandwich from the Primanti Bros, and maybe listen to black and yellow once or twice. From Pitt we are taking the train through the mountains of Pennsylvania to Philly. In Philly, I plan on gorging myself on REAL philly cheese steak! You better believe it. From Philly, we are going to fly to Nashville to meet up with the final blonde of our group and take in some country music. In Nashville we are going to visit THE bar toby keith loves, Blue Bird cafe, and catch one heck of concert at the Grand Ole Opry (it Eric Church). Needless to say I am so excited for what this week has in store. Let's just hope I remember to get my homework done :-)

My Soundtrack for the Week

So for those who know me.... I love music. My taste is ecceletic, but I dig it. So feel free to let me know if there is anything you like!! But for me most of the time, music is emotional. I love a good beat. But the music I connect the best with has a personal attachment for whatever reason; whether it reminds me of some one or a good time I had with a friend (ie She's country... Miss Wessman). Music also goes in waves. Recently, I have been in a classic rock phase?! I swear nuring school is bringing out my inner hippie. Anyways enough of the chit chatter. These are the tunes I am digging for the week!!

1. Rolling in the Deep - Adele

2. Colder Weather - Zac Brown Band

3. The Thrill - Wiz Khalif

4. Royal Blue - Cold War Kids

5. Closer to the Edge - 30 Seconds to Mars

6. Edge of Desire - John Mayer

7. Unthinkable - Alicia Keys

8. Under the Covers of Darkness - The Strokes

9. Keep it Loose, Keep it Tight - Amos Lee

10. Paris (oh la la) - Grace Potter and the Nocturals (LOVE the video too)