My life as the attributer

The other day an ex boyfriend, who now is a fantastic musician attributed his music playing to me. Saying something about how the only reason he learned guitar was to impress me on my birthday. This got me thinking. I've never attributed anything to anyone. I can't be the way I am for no reason. I'd like to tribute stuff... here goes..

I tribute my blog to Kyle Patrick who inspired me to write my stories instead of tell him.
I tribute my innate need for change and excitement to my mother who constantly redecorates.
I tribute my relationship with God to Ashley who showed me what its like to have a real relationship.
I tribute my love for baking to my sweet tooth, without my desire to eat sweets, I would not bake them.
I tribute my love for music to my Opa who always shows me different composers and gave me unlimited use of his keyboard and my mom who never stopped playing music, especially Abba.
I tribute my Dutch pride and love for history to my Oma who never ceases to encourage me to find that nice dutch boy, tell me stories of Europe or send me haagleslag and druppies.
I tribute my loose lips to Jarred and his never gonna stop approach.
I tribute my need for McDonald's to Lissie and Jess, I can't remember many chats without it.
I tribute my love for dance to Caleb who always created such magical moments.
I tribute my friendliness to moving too many times, four high schools in four years takes the shyr right out of you.
I tribute my coffee drinking to Cammy, I finally caved after two years of asking, and true, it does give you a boost in the morning!
I tribute my hate for peas to Mrs. Brobank at Notre Dame, microwaved peas should never be eaten.
I tribute my love for the car wash to David who showed me the fun of a water sprayer.
I tribute my vocals to Robby, Colby and Alex for making me sing.
I tribute any sarcasm within me to Michelle, first your sour then your sweet.
I tribute my constant apologies to Breanna, you rubbed off on me, sorry.
I tribute my big goals to Auntie Elle, you set a great example.
I tribute my love for Chinese food to Justin, who showed me how to truly appreciate it.