Yes, it can happen to the ultimate social butterfly. Here was my social schedule just this past week.
Monday: FHE Thanksgiving dinner. About 30 people eating turkey and all of the other delightful foods of the season.
Tuesday: Dinner at IHOP for Sarah's birthday. Then a Confessions of a Shopaholic preview with the girlies.
Wednesday: ESL class followed by Sarah's actual birthday party with ward peeps.
Thursday: Hot chocolate with my hometeacher. A small dinner with missionaries and investigator ended up being a bigger dinner with friends, missionaries and investigator.
Friday: Housewarming party and institute dance. You better believe that I rocked out!
Saturday: Turkey Bowl with the ward and ward Thanksgiving dinner. Wow, still recovering from that!
Sunday: Church, munch and mingle, and birthday party tonight, if I can handle it.
Get me to New York! I need a break from all of this socialization!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Blonds are supposed to have more fun, right?
Once upon a time...
Susie went to the Hair Cuttery to get a hair cut. On a whim she decided that she would get some highlights, like the last time she went to the Hair Cuttery in April. She figured, heck, they were amazing last time, so she might as well continue with the amazing hair style.
She was going for this...as shown in April
You know, light, subtle...still brunette...
But ended up with something like this.
Yes...she really was upset about being a blond; meaning she almost cried.
She didn't know what happened.
Her only solace is that blonds supposedly have more fun.
Happily ever after is still unknown.
The End.
Susie went to the Hair Cuttery to get a hair cut. On a whim she decided that she would get some highlights, like the last time she went to the Hair Cuttery in April. She figured, heck, they were amazing last time, so she might as well continue with the amazing hair style.
She was going for this...as shown in April
You know, light, subtle...still brunette...But ended up with something like this.
Yes...she really was upset about being a blond; meaning she almost cried.
She didn't know what happened.
Her only solace is that blonds supposedly have more fun.Happily ever after is still unknown.
The End.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Smell the Relish
Being out here in DC has been good for me in so many ways. I can't even begin to explain it. I love and cherish my time at BYU, but I have to admit, it has been a great escape to back into the real world...though in some ways I suppose I still live in a Mormon bubble.
The greatest breath of fresh air are the friends and people I surround myself with. There's just a different mentality. Yes, everyone here wants to have a family and get married (I do question some boys...) but it's not the end of the world if you're not. You're just as smart and capable and worthwhile being single. I love it. There's also this mentality to smell the roses or to relish in the moment. Or as I like to say, smell the relish. In other words, I am out here enjoying my single hood and not wondering when it will end. Sure, some days I do wonder, but for the most part I try to think about the great opportunities before me because I am single.
Here are some ways that I am smelling the relish...
The greatest breath of fresh air are the friends and people I surround myself with. There's just a different mentality. Yes, everyone here wants to have a family and get married (I do question some boys...) but it's not the end of the world if you're not. You're just as smart and capable and worthwhile being single. I love it. There's also this mentality to smell the roses or to relish in the moment. Or as I like to say, smell the relish. In other words, I am out here enjoying my single hood and not wondering when it will end. Sure, some days I do wonder, but for the most part I try to think about the great opportunities before me because I am single.
Here are some ways that I am smelling the relish...
- Every morning that I can sleep in, be lazy, do just 2 loads of laundry, and eat ice cream for breakfast.
- The opportunity that I have to enhance my abilities and skills as a professional.
- Grad school on the horizon. Me a masters? I never would've dreamed until now...
- Dance parties galore! Sure some are lame, but am I going to attend these while married? Not likely.
- The chance to travel and explore the beauties of the east coast
- Lots and lots of friend time. Lots and lots of flirt time.
- Exercising whenever I want to.
- Being able to serve in the community. I am loving my ESL class that I teach Wednesday nights.
Monday, November 2, 2009
It wasn't my idea...
To be a Candy Land board for Halloween but I got dragged into it by these peeps. (See below). I felt like I was in 2nd grade again; cutting out cardboard boxes and gluing construction paper on. I like to relive my childhood once in a while. But seriously, check us out! My friends were all of the characters of Candy Land...which I have never been too familiar with anyways...but hey, it was fun!
And here we are at the Barn Dance in Maryland. With Ian joining us as a green blob of some kind. Props for him!
And here are some more pictures...
Edward and Jacob. Which do you prefer??
With Jacob from Twilight. Since he's not a vampire, I'm not sure why he's about to eat me.
Sarah was Grandma Nut from Candy Land. She even had some peanut brittle with her.
Sarah nestling into Ian's green bosom.
We are friends. Green blob and candy land board.
Happy Halloween! Hope everyone got to relive their 2nd grade dream like I did.
And here we are at the Barn Dance in Maryland. With Ian joining us as a green blob of some kind. Props for him!
And here are some more pictures...
Edward and Jacob. Which do you prefer??
With Jacob from Twilight. Since he's not a vampire, I'm not sure why he's about to eat me.
Sarah was Grandma Nut from Candy Land. She even had some peanut brittle with her.
Sarah nestling into Ian's green bosom.
We are friends. Green blob and candy land board.
Happy Halloween! Hope everyone got to relive their 2nd grade dream like I did.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
"I'm going to get some soda" translates into "I really don't want to talk to you so I am going to get some soda so that I don't feel awkward anymore."
Let me vent to you some of my observations of the DC Mormon singles scene. Actually, they're really just general social frustrations.
I really am a social person but sometimes I get annoyed that I am so social. It's one of those personality traits of mine that I wish I could get rid of in the blink of an eye. But I can't. I'm an extrovert, a social butterfly, a flirt. Call it what you will but that's me. Dang it.
My latest observation (see headline). I go to a party. There's food. There's a TON of people. Sometimes there's dancing. Sometimes there's lamo card games (I am not a games person at all). There's themed parties. There's costume parties (watch out Halloween). And there's always an excuse to move on to the next person, the next conversation, the next potential EC.* Whateves.
The most common excuse to get out of a conversation: "I'm going to throw my napkin away now." Or, "I'm going to check out those cookies." Or, "I'm going to make sure my ride is still here." And the list goes on...
I do it. We all do it. We come up with excuses not to talk to someone. Can we get out of this insufferable cycle?
Yah. It's called, "Hey, nice to meet you, see ya later."
It's that easy.
Agh!
*EC translates into eternal companion. Yep, that's our lingo in this LDS culture of ours.
I really am a social person but sometimes I get annoyed that I am so social. It's one of those personality traits of mine that I wish I could get rid of in the blink of an eye. But I can't. I'm an extrovert, a social butterfly, a flirt. Call it what you will but that's me. Dang it.
My latest observation (see headline). I go to a party. There's food. There's a TON of people. Sometimes there's dancing. Sometimes there's lamo card games (I am not a games person at all). There's themed parties. There's costume parties (watch out Halloween). And there's always an excuse to move on to the next person, the next conversation, the next potential EC.* Whateves.
The most common excuse to get out of a conversation: "I'm going to throw my napkin away now." Or, "I'm going to check out those cookies." Or, "I'm going to make sure my ride is still here." And the list goes on...
I do it. We all do it. We come up with excuses not to talk to someone. Can we get out of this insufferable cycle?
Yah. It's called, "Hey, nice to meet you, see ya later."
It's that easy.
Agh!
*EC translates into eternal companion. Yep, that's our lingo in this LDS culture of ours.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Be the Best Sub Ever
Since moving out here I will admit that I have been slapped in the face by humility. I came out here with 2 1/2 suitcases and a backpack full of my stuff. Other than those things and a few friends I honestly didn't have much to boast. No car, no job, no man...what is a girl to do?
However, as disappointing as things have been (mostly with the job situation), I have been greatly blessed. I now sub at this Catholic School and the people there have been so good to me. In addition to subbing, I help out at the after school program where I get the joy and privilege of telling kids to clean up their messes, to be nice to each other, and to make sure that they wash their hands before they eat their snack. It's completely hilarious because I am doing what I never, ever wanted to do--Be a babysitter. But yet, circumstances are such that I have this opportunity to be with the kids and to teach them, regardless of the environment (school cafeteria or classroom, I mean, what's the difference?)
A couple of weeks ago I started to feel like I was working far beneath my qualifications. I did spend 5 years getting a bachelor's degree, for crying out loud! Not like I was totally complaining because believe me, I am SO grateful to be working. However, I felt like I was entitled to have a better job because, duh, I'm freakin' amazing and a good teacher too (right??).
Then this past weekend I had a lot of time to read because I flew to the west coast and back. I read "The Last Lecture," (which I highly recommend by the way) and one of the lessons learned was that no job is beneath you. In the few paragraphs regarding this topic the author said that, "if you work in the mail room, be the best mail room mail sorter."
It got me thinking that I have the opportunity to be the best sub ever or the best after school supervisor ever. This isn't where I want to be in five years, that's true. Yet, in the meantime, I can be the best at what I do. I can learn, grow, improve and ultimately smell the roses. Heck, I don't have to lesson plan! What a blessing.
So, it has taken this slap of humility to teach me these things. I am grateful for it. Besides being the best sub ever, I am currently the best bus rider, the best walker to the grocery store, the best independent study class taker (working on that one majorly!), the best penny pincher (and working on this one), and the best volunteer ESL teacher.
There's a good reason that God gives us humility...to make us grateful for what we have in the present.
And even after all of this humility, I am still extremely happy.
However, as disappointing as things have been (mostly with the job situation), I have been greatly blessed. I now sub at this Catholic School and the people there have been so good to me. In addition to subbing, I help out at the after school program where I get the joy and privilege of telling kids to clean up their messes, to be nice to each other, and to make sure that they wash their hands before they eat their snack. It's completely hilarious because I am doing what I never, ever wanted to do--Be a babysitter. But yet, circumstances are such that I have this opportunity to be with the kids and to teach them, regardless of the environment (school cafeteria or classroom, I mean, what's the difference?)
A couple of weeks ago I started to feel like I was working far beneath my qualifications. I did spend 5 years getting a bachelor's degree, for crying out loud! Not like I was totally complaining because believe me, I am SO grateful to be working. However, I felt like I was entitled to have a better job because, duh, I'm freakin' amazing and a good teacher too (right??).
Then this past weekend I had a lot of time to read because I flew to the west coast and back. I read "The Last Lecture," (which I highly recommend by the way) and one of the lessons learned was that no job is beneath you. In the few paragraphs regarding this topic the author said that, "if you work in the mail room, be the best mail room mail sorter."
It got me thinking that I have the opportunity to be the best sub ever or the best after school supervisor ever. This isn't where I want to be in five years, that's true. Yet, in the meantime, I can be the best at what I do. I can learn, grow, improve and ultimately smell the roses. Heck, I don't have to lesson plan! What a blessing.
So, it has taken this slap of humility to teach me these things. I am grateful for it. Besides being the best sub ever, I am currently the best bus rider, the best walker to the grocery store, the best independent study class taker (working on that one majorly!), the best penny pincher (and working on this one), and the best volunteer ESL teacher.
There's a good reason that God gives us humility...to make us grateful for what we have in the present.
And even after all of this humility, I am still extremely happy.
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