Day 6. Trading Places with Paris

If I could trade places with someone for a day, I'd pick my old roommate Paris. Obviously, she's a nurse (or studying to BE a nurse at any rate) and, although that may sound crazy, I would love to be in her shoes. (Well, actually I'd love to shadow her. I wouldn't actually WANT to shove needles into people or clean up loads of blood and tweeze out shards of glass when people come in for putting their arm through a window.. But it would be nice to get over my fear of blood and guts and help people. I mean, it's even hard to just LOOK at some of these pictuers without feeling all sorts of light-headedness. ...Bleh!





Paris lives on a HUGE farm up in Washington and she gets to do awesome chores plus she has an AMAZING family! I love being up there, so, one more reason to trade places with her! (..Or be up there with her.)
And this last picture is of her and I. Being silly. Obviously. I keep in touch with her through letters (which is SUPER fun!) and I can't wait to see her again!