I am sad that it is time for bed really for only one reason.
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I had such a great hair day.
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And now it's over, no one else will appreciate it.
It's a hard life, being me.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Coming Up for Air
A few weeks into the semester and my life is already a whirlwind. It seems like it always is, and I've had this long standing theory about myself that in some weird, subconscious way, I like being overwhelmed. Because I always am. And looking back, the only common thread I see in my life is me, so I must be the cause. In any event, life is crazy. Allow me to expound.
School. I love school. I love to learn. What I don't love is how classes keep moving forward when I need a break.
Teaching at the MTC continues to be an experience of its own. I realized that this is the first job I've ever had that legitimately matters, so when I have days where I go to school and work, I come home feeling pretty... full. The good news is this- I am finding my groove in teaching! My boss has told me over and over again to just be myself and let everything else fall in place, and what do you know- I've started just relaxing and being myself, and everything has fallen into place. It's crazy how people know what they're talking about.
So, this brings us to today. After a day full of classes, teaching, going to the climbing gym, I felt the need for some solace. I had planned to go to the temple Friday morning, but something inside decided that tonight would just be way better. And so, I went. As I was sitting in that peaceful atmosphere, I was shocked to realize how long it had been since the last time I was there. I was also met with other feelings of realizing how much I had missed being in the temple, and how, honestly more than any other place on earth, it really does feel like home. That's kind of how I work- I don't realize how much I've missed someone or something until I have it back and there's this strange combination of aching I haven't identified in the absence and then also gratitude for the returned presence. Maybe relief is the word to describe that combo. Anyway, in the midst of all that is crazy in my life, the temple always provides a bit of solace. Somehow everything seems bearable and also not as overwhelming. True to the title of this post, being in the House of the Lord is like coming up for air. I always leave with a renewed sense of self, a determination to be better, and peace of mind about whatever craziness is going on in my life.
It's good to be so close.
School. I love school. I love to learn. What I don't love is how classes keep moving forward when I need a break.
Teaching at the MTC continues to be an experience of its own. I realized that this is the first job I've ever had that legitimately matters, so when I have days where I go to school and work, I come home feeling pretty... full. The good news is this- I am finding my groove in teaching! My boss has told me over and over again to just be myself and let everything else fall in place, and what do you know- I've started just relaxing and being myself, and everything has fallen into place. It's crazy how people know what they're talking about.
So, this brings us to today. After a day full of classes, teaching, going to the climbing gym, I felt the need for some solace. I had planned to go to the temple Friday morning, but something inside decided that tonight would just be way better. And so, I went. As I was sitting in that peaceful atmosphere, I was shocked to realize how long it had been since the last time I was there. I was also met with other feelings of realizing how much I had missed being in the temple, and how, honestly more than any other place on earth, it really does feel like home. That's kind of how I work- I don't realize how much I've missed someone or something until I have it back and there's this strange combination of aching I haven't identified in the absence and then also gratitude for the returned presence. Maybe relief is the word to describe that combo. Anyway, in the midst of all that is crazy in my life, the temple always provides a bit of solace. Somehow everything seems bearable and also not as overwhelming. True to the title of this post, being in the House of the Lord is like coming up for air. I always leave with a renewed sense of self, a determination to be better, and peace of mind about whatever craziness is going on in my life.
It's good to be so close.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
a 5.10a, a hand-caught fish, and some chocolate ice cream
What a day. It's been pretty dramatic for more reasons than one, but I will say that it ended much better than it started, and the good began at about 3:30.
Jessie and I recently acquired (and by acquired I mean paid for) memberships at the rock climbing gym. Awesome. So today we met up and did some climbing! I was pleasantly surprised to find that I could still climb the levels of climbs that I did before my mission. Not that I was any good, but at least I didn't get worse! So today the level I climbed was a 5.10a and I also took down a 5.10b, which, I was satisfied by.
The fish! Brock and I were walking by the Provo River and saw a bunch of people fishing, and he made the comment, (or maybe like 20 comments) about how much he loved fishing and wanted to go. Next thing you know we are knee deep in the water, hunched over with our hands open, poised and ready to grab these fish with our bare hands. It was ridiculous, the water was disgusting, and it was incredibly fun. I think the best was us trying to be quiet and hold still so as not to scare the fish. I can only imagine how we must have looked. So, after some stratagem, I have my hands open and ready in the water, Brock scares a bunch of fish towards me, and I grab one! Haha I have never touched a fish before, so while I was really excited to have caught one, I wasn't prepared for how squirmy the fish would be, or how slimey. So I screamed, and threw it straight up in the air. I am not sure how much longer the little guy lived, considering it spawned, and I probably gave it some sort of heart attack, but even though it ended up back in the water, I still consider myself a success. I have caught a fish with my bare hands. You've got nothing on me, Smeagol. You either, Pochahontas.
And, because three fun things in a day are better than two, I thought I'd mention the chocolate ice cream I bought today and shared with my roommates. Except it was more than chocolate- it's a BYU flavor called Earnestly Chocolate- chocolate ice cream with swirls of marshmallow and carmel, and little chocolate carmel cups. Delicious.
Ooh and my Banana Republic cardigans came today. That was like Christmas on its own.
And, because three fun things in a day are better than two, I thought I'd mention the chocolate ice cream I bought today and shared with my roommates. Except it was more than chocolate- it's a BYU flavor called Earnestly Chocolate- chocolate ice cream with swirls of marshmallow and carmel, and little chocolate carmel cups. Delicious.
Ooh and my Banana Republic cardigans came today. That was like Christmas on its own.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
I had to google myself to find this but...
I'm quoted in an article!
http://universe.byu.edu/index.php/2012/04/24/trend-324-barefoot-is-back/
So maybe we were seeing what google could offer us when it came to our crushes, when my roommates and I decided to google ourselves. That's where I found this little nugget- I sound like some sort of pro!
http://universe.byu.edu/index.php/2012/04/24/trend-324-barefoot-is-back/
So maybe we were seeing what google could offer us when it came to our crushes, when my roommates and I decided to google ourselves. That's where I found this little nugget- I sound like some sort of pro!
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Week in Review
Here are a few highlights of the past 7 days. I have loved:
1. Rainy autumn days. The air is so crisp and clean and fresh- mmmmmm!
2. Running on rainy autumn days. What better way to experience cool air than to exercise in it?
3. Roommates and old roommates. I am never lacking when it comes to lunch dates!
4. Best friends who, even though their bedroom is right next to yours, still see the need for a mid-week sleepover.
5. A class where we talk about a little figurine magnet from Chiuhuahua, Mexico and how politically incorrect it is for a half hour.
6. 12 missionaries who either drive me insane or make me laugh every day. Usually both.
7. A fellow teacher that makes everything hilarious, and puts things into perspective.
8. An apartment of boys playing Risk on Sunday afternoon, even if they united to destroy me. At least I was a formidable force at one point.
9. A best guy friend, offering all sorts of good advice and insights on demand.
10. Indoor rock climbing while catching up on dating stories
11. Joico conditioner that starts every day with true happiness. How can you be in bad mood when your hair smells so good?
12. A best friend who comes to visit from Boston, and because she is married, only wants to hear about my life. What's up- being single = still having drama = Caitlan is center of attention
13. A scarf that adds instant class to any outfit. Thank you American Eagle.
14. A bestie that gives me advice on how to teach the Gospel more effectively as he cleans his hand gun and I cuddle with a giant stuffed dinosaur.
15. A friend letting me borrow his scriptures more than once in a day, but instead of just a regular hand off, turns it into some sort of detective work with clues and secret meeting places on campus.
What a week, and what a funny/fun life I have.
1. Rainy autumn days. The air is so crisp and clean and fresh- mmmmmm!
2. Running on rainy autumn days. What better way to experience cool air than to exercise in it?
3. Roommates and old roommates. I am never lacking when it comes to lunch dates!
4. Best friends who, even though their bedroom is right next to yours, still see the need for a mid-week sleepover.
5. A class where we talk about a little figurine magnet from Chiuhuahua, Mexico and how politically incorrect it is for a half hour.
6. 12 missionaries who either drive me insane or make me laugh every day. Usually both.
7. A fellow teacher that makes everything hilarious, and puts things into perspective.
8. An apartment of boys playing Risk on Sunday afternoon, even if they united to destroy me. At least I was a formidable force at one point.
9. A best guy friend, offering all sorts of good advice and insights on demand.
10. Indoor rock climbing while catching up on dating stories
11. Joico conditioner that starts every day with true happiness. How can you be in bad mood when your hair smells so good?
12. A best friend who comes to visit from Boston, and because she is married, only wants to hear about my life. What's up- being single = still having drama = Caitlan is center of attention
13. A scarf that adds instant class to any outfit. Thank you American Eagle.
14. A bestie that gives me advice on how to teach the Gospel more effectively as he cleans his hand gun and I cuddle with a giant stuffed dinosaur.
15. A friend letting me borrow his scriptures more than once in a day, but instead of just a regular hand off, turns it into some sort of detective work with clues and secret meeting places on campus.
What a week, and what a funny/fun life I have.
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