Walking through my garden today I couldn't help but think of Liza. The sun was shining bright, beating down on my back. I had finally finished planting the last of my flowers, and it was time to stand back and admire them. I smiled to myself thinking about how proud of me Liza would be creating such beauty. Liza shares the same love for gardening that I do. That's why I compare Liza to a flower. She's beautiful, she draws people to her, and she hides away in the winter.
Liza is one of those girls that you always give a second glance at on your way by. She's true beauty from the inside out. She has long brown hair that reaches half way down her back. The brightest blue eyes I have ever seen. The kind that you can't help but stare directly into. She has a kind heart and is always willing to go out of her way for others. Flowers are hard to pass by without taking a peek. I can't help but stop to admire their beauty.
Liza draws people in, in the same way a flower does. I can't think of a single person who doesn't like Liza. She has a bubbly personality, and will befriend anyone. She doesn't care who they are or where they come from, she welcomes everyone. People are naturally drawn to flowers. People of all types. Most everyone can enjoy flowers. They not only stop to look, but also take the time to stop and take in the sweet smells.
Flowers are perfectly content as long as the air is warm. Even when it rains. When winter comes around though, the flowers hide away until it becomes warm again. The same thing happens with Liza. As soon as the cold comes you see less of Liza. She only comes out when she has to. Bundled in layers of clothing she will quickly scurry to her preheated car, not wanting an ounce of he cold air to touch her body.
Liza and I have spent many days together planting flowers for various people. Our grandparents, mothers, the pink tulip project at our high school. Flowers are a common passion that we share. It's a great excuse for us to get together when it's been too long. We often greet each other with a freshly picked flower, when the weather allows it. We even have matching Lilly tattoos on our right ankle.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Graf #10
I have actually done a lot of real life research lately. My boyfriend and I are doing a complete remodel on our new to us, but completely outdated house. Every single project we start I research. I look for the best price, the quality, and weather or not we can do the install ourselves. I often do my research on the Internet, which is the quickest and most simple way for me. I have found that both home depot and Lowe's websites are probably the most helpful. Sometimes I actually go to the stores myself. Somethings are hard to get the true feel of without being able to touch it, or see the colors with my own eyes. I bring home every catalog that they give out, and then I eventually end up going back online to check out prices. Also as I do my research I like trying to figure out how much money the new items will save us in the long run. Some may be more expensive, but work out better in the long run. It's very important that I do all the research though, because we're working off a budget!
Monday, May 2, 2011
Practice Final
Everyone has their own hobby. Something that makes them unique. A hobby is sometimes the one place you can go to, to just be yourself. For me that hobby is kayaking. I started kayaking when I was 15 years old. Now for me there is no place I would rather be than out on the water, weather permitting of course. I know that I can go throw my kayak in the water, and the second I'm out there I don't have to worry about the real world. Three reasons why I love kayaking are it's relaxing, the adrenaline rush, and it's a good workout.
For me kayaking is the most relaxing activity in the world. From the time I put the kayak in the water until I take it out, I don't have to worry about the real world. I don't have to think about work or the stress of school. I can forget all the dramatic people bringing me down. I don't think about cleaning the house, or how far behind I am on the laundry. I put the boat in the water and it's gone. Rivers and streams are my favorite. I prefer them most over lakes. Birds chirping, ducks quaking, and the peaceful flow of the water is all the I hear. I'm amazed with the wildlife every single time I go. It's such a beautiful thing. Beavers building dams. Deer grazing along the river banks, and the occasional turtle peaking his head above water. Nothing beats the great outdoors, and there's not better way to experience it, in my opinion, that being in a kayak.
The adrenaline rush from kayaking is the best for me. Though kayaking is very relaxing there are times when my heart really starts to pound. For one thing I never know when I might dump my kayak over. It's usually when I least expect it. When I'm not paying attention and reach for something in my pocket, or at the bottom of the boat. Dumping the kayak, especially at this time of the year sucks. The water is still freezing and it instantly takes your breath away. Getting into the rapids is the best rush for me. At any moment I know I can be thrown out any which way. I just paddle hard and pray that I don't hit a rock too hard.
Kayaking is a good workout. It may not be a full body workout, but at the end of the day I'm still pretty exhausted. Dragging the kayak of the truck and picking back up to put it on, is a workout of it's own. It makes for some nice lean arms at the least. The turning and shifting of the body is also a good upper body workout. kayaking isn't exactly what I turn too for a good fat burning workout that's going to kick my butt. I can say though that it sure is a lot more productive than sitting on the couch watching TV, eating chips and drinking soda.
Hobbies are what makes us who we are. Life would be dull and boring without them. I have many hobbies kayaking is just my favorite. I love to read. That's another place I can go to just get away, straight into a good book. I also love to sew. I like to do little projects like purses, pillows or blankets. Bigger projects like quilts are an occasional thing for me. It's relaxing, and very rewarding when you have the end product. It's a great feeling of satisfactory when it comes out just right. I enjoy walking my two dogs too. It's a hobby that I can share with them, and we're all happy.
For me kayaking is the most relaxing activity in the world. From the time I put the kayak in the water until I take it out, I don't have to worry about the real world. I don't have to think about work or the stress of school. I can forget all the dramatic people bringing me down. I don't think about cleaning the house, or how far behind I am on the laundry. I put the boat in the water and it's gone. Rivers and streams are my favorite. I prefer them most over lakes. Birds chirping, ducks quaking, and the peaceful flow of the water is all the I hear. I'm amazed with the wildlife every single time I go. It's such a beautiful thing. Beavers building dams. Deer grazing along the river banks, and the occasional turtle peaking his head above water. Nothing beats the great outdoors, and there's not better way to experience it, in my opinion, that being in a kayak.
The adrenaline rush from kayaking is the best for me. Though kayaking is very relaxing there are times when my heart really starts to pound. For one thing I never know when I might dump my kayak over. It's usually when I least expect it. When I'm not paying attention and reach for something in my pocket, or at the bottom of the boat. Dumping the kayak, especially at this time of the year sucks. The water is still freezing and it instantly takes your breath away. Getting into the rapids is the best rush for me. At any moment I know I can be thrown out any which way. I just paddle hard and pray that I don't hit a rock too hard.
Kayaking is a good workout. It may not be a full body workout, but at the end of the day I'm still pretty exhausted. Dragging the kayak of the truck and picking back up to put it on, is a workout of it's own. It makes for some nice lean arms at the least. The turning and shifting of the body is also a good upper body workout. kayaking isn't exactly what I turn too for a good fat burning workout that's going to kick my butt. I can say though that it sure is a lot more productive than sitting on the couch watching TV, eating chips and drinking soda.
Hobbies are what makes us who we are. Life would be dull and boring without them. I have many hobbies kayaking is just my favorite. I love to read. That's another place I can go to just get away, straight into a good book. I also love to sew. I like to do little projects like purses, pillows or blankets. Bigger projects like quilts are an occasional thing for me. It's relaxing, and very rewarding when you have the end product. It's a great feeling of satisfactory when it comes out just right. I enjoy walking my two dogs too. It's a hobby that I can share with them, and we're all happy.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Effect Essay!
A year ago in October I received one of those phone calls no one wants to get. I was at work and my father was on the other end. I could hardly make out the words he was saying. What I did get out of it was, " Ashley, I had an accident on a wrecker call, I hurt my head. I have to go, I'm in the ambulance. I love you." I had no idea what was going on. I thought my father was going to die. Once I calmed myself down I left work, to go to the hospital. My father was in the ER. He was just waiting for another ambulance to be taken to Bangor. I then found out that he had actually been standing behind the car he was hooking up to the wrecker when the leaf spring on the car let loose. It hit him in the head and caved in part of his skull. Immediate surgery was necessary. My father ended up being better after a few weeks, but it was a long recovery after that. The accident resulted in being out of work, family closeness, and life long effects.
After my dad's accident he was out of work for four months. This was a very hard transition for my dad. He's the type of person who has to be busy all the time. Because he had such serious injuries the doctor ordered him to stay in the house. Only to go out when necessary. After a couple weeks, he was bored. He was stressed out because he wasn't working. He was worried about all the bills, and how they would get paid. Even though he still had some money coming in, He couldn't stay on his usual budget and this bother him. My dad was down in the dumps all the time. He was willing to risk his safety just to go back to work.
When my parents got divorced my dad and I became distant. After his accident though this changed. You hear people say all the time that people are only hear for so long, so don't hold regrets. The accident was a real eye opener for my me and my whole family. It hurt me so deeply, the way I had treated my father for the past year. I couldn't take any of it back though. My father and I started calling one another on a daily basis. When he didn't call I would call to just check in. My father is very into the family scene now. He always holds gatherings for the family to get together and just spend time. It's very important to him that we all stay close.
There are many effects from the accident that will burden my father forever. He gets headaches almost every day. They last an hour or more, and don't allow him to do much during that time. He can't stand up fast, because that brings on the headaches. My father also has to be very cautious with every thing he is doing. Getting hit or bumping his head in the same spot could result to some very serious injuries or even worse. My father works in a garage,and occasionally under a car lift. Which makes the situation that much more dangerous. The doctors gave him a protective helmet, but my father is too stubborn to wear it. His vision was also effected, his sight has become much worse. My father has to go to the doctors all the time, something he has never done.
When I saw my father laying in that hospital bed so many things ran through my head. How could I live without my father? Why did I say all those bad things to him? Why did I always have to be so selfish? After my father had his surgery and he was stable, I was constantly thinking how lucky I was. Lots of people lose their father every day. Young kids lose their dad. It's just not fair. My heart goes out to all the children that loose a parent. I can't imagine the pain that they experience. I can honestly say that his accident has changed my life for the better. I will never take someone for granted again. I take the time to visit with not just my dad, but also the rest of my family. Of all the bad things that came out of the situation, it also brought some good.
After my dad's accident he was out of work for four months. This was a very hard transition for my dad. He's the type of person who has to be busy all the time. Because he had such serious injuries the doctor ordered him to stay in the house. Only to go out when necessary. After a couple weeks, he was bored. He was stressed out because he wasn't working. He was worried about all the bills, and how they would get paid. Even though he still had some money coming in, He couldn't stay on his usual budget and this bother him. My dad was down in the dumps all the time. He was willing to risk his safety just to go back to work.
When my parents got divorced my dad and I became distant. After his accident though this changed. You hear people say all the time that people are only hear for so long, so don't hold regrets. The accident was a real eye opener for my me and my whole family. It hurt me so deeply, the way I had treated my father for the past year. I couldn't take any of it back though. My father and I started calling one another on a daily basis. When he didn't call I would call to just check in. My father is very into the family scene now. He always holds gatherings for the family to get together and just spend time. It's very important to him that we all stay close.
There are many effects from the accident that will burden my father forever. He gets headaches almost every day. They last an hour or more, and don't allow him to do much during that time. He can't stand up fast, because that brings on the headaches. My father also has to be very cautious with every thing he is doing. Getting hit or bumping his head in the same spot could result to some very serious injuries or even worse. My father works in a garage,and occasionally under a car lift. Which makes the situation that much more dangerous. The doctors gave him a protective helmet, but my father is too stubborn to wear it. His vision was also effected, his sight has become much worse. My father has to go to the doctors all the time, something he has never done.
When I saw my father laying in that hospital bed so many things ran through my head. How could I live without my father? Why did I say all those bad things to him? Why did I always have to be so selfish? After my father had his surgery and he was stable, I was constantly thinking how lucky I was. Lots of people lose their father every day. Young kids lose their dad. It's just not fair. My heart goes out to all the children that loose a parent. I can't imagine the pain that they experience. I can honestly say that his accident has changed my life for the better. I will never take someone for granted again. I take the time to visit with not just my dad, but also the rest of my family. Of all the bad things that came out of the situation, it also brought some good.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Process-redo
Making the perfect pizza may not seem like rocket science. The process to perfecting a pizza can be a little tricky at times though. You wouldn't want to present your paying customer with any old slopped together pizza would you? One should never have to change their clothes after eating a pizza because it was overloaded with sauce that ran down their chin onto their shirt. Or bite into a pizza just to have its entire contents slide off onto your pants. Follow the easy steps and with a little practice you too can make the perfect pizza. The first step is to make the dough. The following step is place the toppings. The last step is to cook the pizza.
The first and trickiest part of making the perfect pizza is to make the dough. First I clear off the counter top and sprinkle wondra all purpose flour onto the surface. I slap the dough onto the wondra, and pat it down. I stretch the dough every which way until I make a circle. Tossing the dough in the air only leads to disaster! A pizza cannot under any circumstances have a hole! After much practice and lots of wasted dough I have created a perfectly round dough.
The second step to a perfect pizza is to make it a pretty pizza by placing the toppings just right. First comes the sauce. I use the same scoop every time to get the right amount of sauce. Two scoops is just right. I carefully sprinkle the previously weighed bag of cheese all over the pizza. Toppings toppings toppings, so many choices. I place the toppings all over the pizza using lots of them as I go. Oregano is last but is most important for tasting pleasure. Choosing and placing the toppings is a very important part of the perfect pizza making process.
The last step is to cook the pizza. I take the easy way out using the conveyor oven. I place the pizza onto a wire rack making sure that none of it is hanging over the side. It's very bad to have the pizza slopping over the sides. This leads to fire! Trust me I know. I didn't learn that lesson the first time, or the second time actually. The third times a charm though. Fifteen minutes later the pizza pops out the end, and it's ready to be boxed. A nice thank you note and smiley faces are always greatly appreciated by the customers. Cooking the pizza just right is a crucial part of creating the perfect pizza.
After creating the perfect pizza I get a great feeling of satisfaction. A pretty pizza makes for a very happy customer. Happy customers always come back for another. Soon they are addicted to the pizza. They tell a friend who tries a pizza then tells their mother who tells her sister in law, and soon everyone is enjoying the perfect pizzas. I haven't always been a perfect pizza maker. I've had my fair share of holes, pizzas on the floor, uncooked pizzas, and pizzas without sauce. With the right amount of patience and practice you too can make the perfect pizza!
The first and trickiest part of making the perfect pizza is to make the dough. First I clear off the counter top and sprinkle wondra all purpose flour onto the surface. I slap the dough onto the wondra, and pat it down. I stretch the dough every which way until I make a circle. Tossing the dough in the air only leads to disaster! A pizza cannot under any circumstances have a hole! After much practice and lots of wasted dough I have created a perfectly round dough.
The second step to a perfect pizza is to make it a pretty pizza by placing the toppings just right. First comes the sauce. I use the same scoop every time to get the right amount of sauce. Two scoops is just right. I carefully sprinkle the previously weighed bag of cheese all over the pizza. Toppings toppings toppings, so many choices. I place the toppings all over the pizza using lots of them as I go. Oregano is last but is most important for tasting pleasure. Choosing and placing the toppings is a very important part of the perfect pizza making process.
The last step is to cook the pizza. I take the easy way out using the conveyor oven. I place the pizza onto a wire rack making sure that none of it is hanging over the side. It's very bad to have the pizza slopping over the sides. This leads to fire! Trust me I know. I didn't learn that lesson the first time, or the second time actually. The third times a charm though. Fifteen minutes later the pizza pops out the end, and it's ready to be boxed. A nice thank you note and smiley faces are always greatly appreciated by the customers. Cooking the pizza just right is a crucial part of creating the perfect pizza.
After creating the perfect pizza I get a great feeling of satisfaction. A pretty pizza makes for a very happy customer. Happy customers always come back for another. Soon they are addicted to the pizza. They tell a friend who tries a pizza then tells their mother who tells her sister in law, and soon everyone is enjoying the perfect pizzas. I haven't always been a perfect pizza maker. I've had my fair share of holes, pizzas on the floor, uncooked pizzas, and pizzas without sauce. With the right amount of patience and practice you too can make the perfect pizza!
Division Essay!
It's important for everyone to have at least one good friend in their life. Where would we be without out good friends? It the world would be a sad place if we didn't have that person we could call at 3a.m. because were down in the dumps. That person that we can't wait to tell, "I'm in love!", "I'm pregnant!, "I'm engaged! or "I got a new car!". That person we can cry to when we messed up that's still going to love us anyways. I'm happy to say that I have a select few of these friends. I could trust them with my life. Not every friend we come across though is a good one. I've had my fair share of not so good friends. The cold hearted people that have stabbed me in the back time and time again. I had a so called friend that told my every secret to the whole school, lied over and over, and even stole from me. This girl actually made me smarter though. She taught me what not to look for in a friend. Therefore I have discovered there are three main components to being a good friend. One needs to be honest, a good listener, and needs to be able to have fun.
Honesty is the most important key to a good friendship. A good friend needs to be able to keep a secret. When I tell a friend something that I just want them to know, I wouldn't expect them to go tell everyone they know. I learned the hard way that not everyone is cut out to be a secret keeper. I've been embarrassed a few times with a secret that has accidental leaked out. Also when I ask one of my good friends a question I expect that their going to be 100% honest with me. "Do these jeans make my butt look big?" "Oh my god, yes they do, take those off immediately!" I wouldn't ask a question that I didn't want an honest answer to. Even if the truth hurts it's better than being lied too!
A good listener is the second component to being a good friend. A good friend will not only tell you their problems, but they will take the time to listen to yours too. I had a friend once that I'm not even sure knew a single thing about me. She would talk my ear off with her problems, but when I tried to get two words in I was instantly cut off so she could tell me what she had for lunch, because obviously that was more important than what I had to say. A good friend is someone I can call in the middle of the night drunk, crying. "I'm not sure that I love him anymore!" "Guess what that bitch just said to me?!" She might think I'm insane, but she's not going to hang the phone up on me. She's just going to sit there and listen, because she knows that I would do the same for her.
The last component to being a good friend is someone I can have fun with. Good friends have to have common interests. A friend may not share every interest you have, but you obviously they have to have something in common, or why else would you be friends. If your idea of fun is fishing, you probably have a friend who also enjoys fishing with you. It just make sense that way. I can be myself in front of my good friends. I don't have to worry what they think about me. I can be as foolish or as dorky as I want with my friends. When I'm alone with my friends we can wear our hair on the side of our heads and dance around to "my humps" with facial masks on and be totally comfortable with each other. Having fun with someone is a very important component to a friendship.
Many friends pass through our lives, they come and go just like that. Very few people stay friends forever. Finding a friend who has all of the components, honesty, good listener and fun is very rare. When you do find a good friend hold on tight, because it's not very often you find a life long friend. Besides my family I really have only have one true friend. Sure I have people that I spend lots of time with, and yeah I consider them to be my friends. When it comes down to it though, I know that they won't be around forever. My best friend from high school is my one true friend. We have had many times throughout the years where we didn't talk for months, because we didn't agree on something. We always overcome our issues though. I have never had to second guess whether she was being honest with me or not, and that's what matter most.
Honesty is the most important key to a good friendship. A good friend needs to be able to keep a secret. When I tell a friend something that I just want them to know, I wouldn't expect them to go tell everyone they know. I learned the hard way that not everyone is cut out to be a secret keeper. I've been embarrassed a few times with a secret that has accidental leaked out. Also when I ask one of my good friends a question I expect that their going to be 100% honest with me. "Do these jeans make my butt look big?" "Oh my god, yes they do, take those off immediately!" I wouldn't ask a question that I didn't want an honest answer to. Even if the truth hurts it's better than being lied too!
A good listener is the second component to being a good friend. A good friend will not only tell you their problems, but they will take the time to listen to yours too. I had a friend once that I'm not even sure knew a single thing about me. She would talk my ear off with her problems, but when I tried to get two words in I was instantly cut off so she could tell me what she had for lunch, because obviously that was more important than what I had to say. A good friend is someone I can call in the middle of the night drunk, crying. "I'm not sure that I love him anymore!" "Guess what that bitch just said to me?!" She might think I'm insane, but she's not going to hang the phone up on me. She's just going to sit there and listen, because she knows that I would do the same for her.
The last component to being a good friend is someone I can have fun with. Good friends have to have common interests. A friend may not share every interest you have, but you obviously they have to have something in common, or why else would you be friends. If your idea of fun is fishing, you probably have a friend who also enjoys fishing with you. It just make sense that way. I can be myself in front of my good friends. I don't have to worry what they think about me. I can be as foolish or as dorky as I want with my friends. When I'm alone with my friends we can wear our hair on the side of our heads and dance around to "my humps" with facial masks on and be totally comfortable with each other. Having fun with someone is a very important component to a friendship.
Many friends pass through our lives, they come and go just like that. Very few people stay friends forever. Finding a friend who has all of the components, honesty, good listener and fun is very rare. When you do find a good friend hold on tight, because it's not very often you find a life long friend. Besides my family I really have only have one true friend. Sure I have people that I spend lots of time with, and yeah I consider them to be my friends. When it comes down to it though, I know that they won't be around forever. My best friend from high school is my one true friend. We have had many times throughout the years where we didn't talk for months, because we didn't agree on something. We always overcome our issues though. I have never had to second guess whether she was being honest with me or not, and that's what matter most.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Process Essay
Making the perfect pizza may not seem like rocket science. The process to perfecting a pizza can be a little tricky at times though. You wouldn't want to present your paying customer with any old slopped together pizza would you? One should never have to change their clothes after eating a pizza because it was overloaded with sauce that ran down their chin onto their shirt. Or bite into a pizza just to have its entire contents slide off onto your pants. Follow the easy steps and with a little practice you too can make the perfect pizza. The first step is to make the dough. The following step is place the toppings. The last step is to cook the pizza.
The first and trickiest part of making the perfect pizza is to make the dough. First clear off the counter top and sprinkle a decent amount of wondra all purpose flour onto the surface. Lay the dough into the wondra and sprinkle more on the top. I personally find that patting down on the dough while stretching it at the same time works best. Tossing the dough in the air only leads to disaster. Many people find that the dough rips when they stretch it too far. This is a big no no when perfecting a pizza. A pizza cannot under any circumstances have a hole! After much practice and lots of wasted dough a perfectly round pizza dough is created.
The second step to a perfect pizza is to make it a pretty pizza by placing the toppings just right. First comes the sauce. I use the same scoop every time to get the right amount of sauce. Two scoops is just right. Any less you have a dry pizza, any more you have a messy pizza that drips down the chin. Cheese comes next. I carefully sprinkled the previously weighed bag of cheese all over the pizza, making sure that the whole pizza if covered. Toppings toppings toppings, so many choices. Whatever is chosen it needs too look good. I start placing the toppings around the outside and make my way to the middle, using lots of them as I go. Oregano is last but is most important for tasting pleasure. Choosing and placing the toppings is a very important part of the perfect pizza making process.
The last step is to cook the pizza. I take the easy way out using the conveyor oven. I place the pizza onto a wire rack making sure that none of it is hanging over the side. It's very bad to have the pizza slopping over the sides. This leads to fire! Trust me I know. I didn't learn that lesson the first time, or the second time actually. The third times a charm though. I value my job and burning the store down is not an option. After fifteen minutes the pizza pops out the end of the oven, and it's ready to be boxed. A nice thank you note and smiley faces are always greatly appreciated by the customers. Cooking the pizza just right is a crucial part of creating the perfect pizza.
After creating the perfect pizza I get a great feeling of satisfaction. A pretty pizza makes for a very happy customer. Happy customers always come back for another. Soon they are addicted to the pizza. They tell a friend who tries a pizza then tells their mother who tells her sister in law, and soon everyone is enjoying the perfect pizzas. I haven't always been a perfect pizza maker. I've had my fair share of holes, pizzas on the floor, uncooked pizzas, and pizzas without sauce. With the right amount of patience and practice you too can make the perfect pizza!
The first and trickiest part of making the perfect pizza is to make the dough. First clear off the counter top and sprinkle a decent amount of wondra all purpose flour onto the surface. Lay the dough into the wondra and sprinkle more on the top. I personally find that patting down on the dough while stretching it at the same time works best. Tossing the dough in the air only leads to disaster. Many people find that the dough rips when they stretch it too far. This is a big no no when perfecting a pizza. A pizza cannot under any circumstances have a hole! After much practice and lots of wasted dough a perfectly round pizza dough is created.
The second step to a perfect pizza is to make it a pretty pizza by placing the toppings just right. First comes the sauce. I use the same scoop every time to get the right amount of sauce. Two scoops is just right. Any less you have a dry pizza, any more you have a messy pizza that drips down the chin. Cheese comes next. I carefully sprinkled the previously weighed bag of cheese all over the pizza, making sure that the whole pizza if covered. Toppings toppings toppings, so many choices. Whatever is chosen it needs too look good. I start placing the toppings around the outside and make my way to the middle, using lots of them as I go. Oregano is last but is most important for tasting pleasure. Choosing and placing the toppings is a very important part of the perfect pizza making process.
The last step is to cook the pizza. I take the easy way out using the conveyor oven. I place the pizza onto a wire rack making sure that none of it is hanging over the side. It's very bad to have the pizza slopping over the sides. This leads to fire! Trust me I know. I didn't learn that lesson the first time, or the second time actually. The third times a charm though. I value my job and burning the store down is not an option. After fifteen minutes the pizza pops out the end of the oven, and it's ready to be boxed. A nice thank you note and smiley faces are always greatly appreciated by the customers. Cooking the pizza just right is a crucial part of creating the perfect pizza.
After creating the perfect pizza I get a great feeling of satisfaction. A pretty pizza makes for a very happy customer. Happy customers always come back for another. Soon they are addicted to the pizza. They tell a friend who tries a pizza then tells their mother who tells her sister in law, and soon everyone is enjoying the perfect pizzas. I haven't always been a perfect pizza maker. I've had my fair share of holes, pizzas on the floor, uncooked pizzas, and pizzas without sauce. With the right amount of patience and practice you too can make the perfect pizza!
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