Did the Broccoli Offend You?

So, today, my sister Erin took me to the Melting Pot for a late-ish Birthday present. I told her I would blog about it. So here I am. The evening started out with me trying my hardest to not bust out laughing hysterically at the waiter. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him, he was just...extremely animated? He reminded me a lot of my brother, actually, which added to to the whole laughter thing. Oh yeah, his name was Rob, server number 22.
So anyway, the whole system there is that you choose a type of cheese to get, and they come and mix it up in the little fondue pot sitting on your table. Then, you get a salad and an entree, which is raw meat and vegetables that you put in your fondue pot full of boiling broth to cook.
That's when things got...amusing. Rob, server number 22 (who we secretly named Peter) brought us our plates of meat, several dipping sauces, and a bowl with raw broccoli, potatoes, and mushrooms. He also brought us the "search and rescue spoon". The way he described it?
"This is the search and rescue spoon. When you're cooking your food and you can't find it, you search for your food and rescue it!"
Rob, server number 22 had some sense of humor, eh?
Well, we went on with our meal, and we poured the bowl full of vegetables into the broth. We got them out when they were done, and Erin tasted some of each while I continued to cook my meat.
"Does the broccoli taste spicy to you?" she asked.
I told her I hadn't tasted it, so I took a piece and took a bite. It was spicy.
It was actually kind of gross, but I ate every single piece because I couldn't figure out the flavor. Hehe.
So anyway, Rob, server number 22, came back and I asked him: "Um..were there spices on the broccoli?"
"My answer to that would be...no. But I can ask management and the kitchen...did the broccoli offend you?"
I, again, tried not to laugh hysterically in his face and simply shook my head no.
The next time he came around, he answered "Nobody's fessing up to any secret spices!" So, we left it at that.
Then desert came around and Rob, server number 22, decided to be nice to us.
"This doesn't have to be done, but I thought it would be fun to flambe your chocolate!"
So...was Rob, server number 22, trying to make up for the offensive, spicy broccoli, or trying to singe our eyebrows off? I suppose we'll never know! The rest of the evening went fairly uneventful, except for my continual struggle not to laugh at him. And the food was amazing.
So, that was our evening at the Melting Pot. I guess I have to step it up for Erin's Birthday, huh?

Hmmm.

Well it's been a while...over two weeks now since I last blogged! And it's not that I haven't had time, but I've had absolutely no clue what to write about. I still don't, actually. But it's another one of those days where all I feel like doing is procrastinate doing homework, so here I am.
I guess I could tell you about my week, or write about "what's new", but honestly...the answer to both of those things are the same: not much.
My life consists of the everyday monotony of a student. School, homework, chores, sleep, and the occasional, much appreciated break of having a social life. Which actually reminds me of something to write about.
All my life, I've absolutely loathed summer. I've never really loved any activities that come only in summer, so mainly I've only focused on the negative aspects of summer.
But this year is much different. For some reason. I'm longing for summer. And although I'm looking forward to a three month break from school, that's not even the whole thing.
I guess it's after all this snow, but I can't wait for the heat to come. And to be able to get snowballs, Rita's, and other things that come with summer, to walk around in the backyard barefoot, lay in the sun, and walk inside to the cold, air conditioned house after being out in super hot weather.
Yes, I think this summer will be a good one. And for the first time in my life, I can't wait.

Rediscover You

So, lately this has been my favorite song. I like the band and the sound of the song, but I especially love the lyrics. They really are raw and true. I was watching an interview the lead singer did about the song, and he explains that a lot of times musicians, including himself, can get caught up in just producing a song and putting it out there, but that this was one of those songs where it was true and raw feeling.

I need to just admit

My faith is paper thin
I'm feeling so burned out on religion
I say an empty prayer
I sing a tired song
I need to just admit
that the passion's gone
And I want to get it back
You told me
Look for you, and I will find
So I'm here
Like I'm searching for the first time
Revive me, Jesus
Make this cold heart start to move
Help me rediscover You

Those are personally my favorite lyrics in the song. The whole song is relate able, but for me that first part and chorus just describes for me what I feel at times.
I think that's all for now, just wanted to share that song with you :)

Riverdance

So, yesterday I had one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I got the opportunity to see Riverdance live. When I was younger, my grandmother had an old video tape of one of the first Riverdance performances. Every time I went to her house, that was what was usually on. I don't know what it was or is about it...but I always have loved watching it. So needless to say I was excited as anything leading up to yesterday.
Although I watched that video tape many, many times, it was nowhere near what I witnessed yesterday. The energy of the dancers, the lights, and the music together was almost tangible in the air. You could feel the tapping and beat of their shoes drumming through your head.
After the show, I will honestly admit that I was feeling down. I wished I could be back in that theater still watching it forever! Luckily, there is some small hope I will be able to see another show in the beginning of summer. If you get the chance, I recommend for you to try and see it.
And if you don't know what Riverdance is, then here is something to end your suffering :)

My First Nonsensical Post

If you were thinking that my blog name must have been chosen after unsuccessful deliberation of what I should name it, you were right. I thought about naming it something stream line like -insert blog name here- but I just finished watching Pride and Prejudice, and they used the word nonsensical a few times. Now that I think about it though, I suppose the name fits. The dictionary definition for nonsensical is: Lacking intelligible meaning: a nonsensical jumble of words or Foolish; absurd: nonsensical ideas.
That's most likely what you will find here from time to time. Blogs that make no sense at all or that make no impact on your day to day life...but hopefully, they will make you smile when you need a little pick me up.
So, I guess that'll bring an end to my first post.
I'm off to watch a movie about a girl cursed to have a pig nose...guess which one?