Saturday, May 28, 2005

In a Nutshell

On Saturday I passed another kidney stone. And I went to SL to see the Lunsfords who were in town to drop Sarah off at the MTC. I grew up with Sarah. Her mom, Suzy, was the creator of a great miracle which I like to call "The Miracle of the Needed Clothes." You see, Suzy bought me clothes that I can wear to my practicum which has a strict dress code and starts mid-June. There is no way I would have afforded the wardrobe myself. Bless them for helping me! I stayed there that night and...

On Sunday we went to her aunt's ward. Then we went to the SL cemetary and went to all the graves of the prophets and Sister Hinckley. I stayed there as long as I could. They're good people with good food and friendly smiles. I stayed up late that night doing all the homework I should have done that weekend.

On Monday I went to work and worked very hard tying up loose ends before the end of the school year and trying to calm the students down. Then I went to class and met with my summer advisor who let us go early allowing me to get up to SL in time to eat dinner with the Lunsfords at The Roof at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. The whole fam was there. Jeff, Suzy, Sarah, Kelli, Chris, Stacy, Benjamin, Karen, Mark, Janae, Kristin, John, Megan, and three people that Chris baptized while on his mission. Then I drove home late that night and worked on my homework for the following day until the wee hours of the morning.

Tuesday I went to work again. And worked hard. The kids were on crack and I looked like I was on crack too with bloodshot eyes accompanied with a staggared walk. Then I went to class, handed in my project and took a midterm. I wrote quickly and was able to leave early enough to make it to Aunt Karen's before dark. I helped Sarah pack. She was serious about this mission thing. I left around ten, got back to Provo alright and stayed up until the wee hours of the morning doing homework for the next day, and preparing a "Family Presentation" for my first graders.

I didn't sleep well so Wednesday morning was off to a shaky start. I finished up my project and ran to work. I stayed for three hours, then left to meet the Lunsfords at the MTC. I cried like a baby for a few hours as I watched my best friend say goodbye to her baby nephews and walk out the doors. Then I sped back to work where Kat, Liz and Lisa were waiting for me since they would be sitting is as my "Provo Family" for my presentation. I slapped on a smile, performed my monkey tricks for the kids, bragged about how talented and cool my friends are, handed out glow-in-the-dark bracelets and fed them chocolate cookies. I went to class handed in my project and taught my lesson to my group. I spent the evening watching American Idol and putting together thank you gifts for my co-workers since I'm grown quite attached to some of them after three years and because I will not be returning next year. Oh, and I did another project into the wee hours of the morning. (Are you seeing a pattern?) Then Heather called me and gave me a pep talk reminding me that I was okay, that I wasn't addicted to pain and that I really was happier doing this than not. Good point.

Thursday I woke up earlier than needed. I couldn't sleep anyway. I went to work, completed projects and passed out the thank you gifts. I took care of tiny Megan and tantruming Kaiden. Then I went to class and handed in my project. Then I got started on next week's shinanegans.

Friday was the last day of school. I got to work early to play with the children and take pictures. We stayed outside for the Dance Festival. The parents came to collect their children and I said my goodbyes to the children, their parents, Mrs. Ord, my friends in the front office, my co-workers/friends and Wasatch as a whole. Then I dashed off to Quiznos to pick up a sandwich for Liz and I and helped Liz move until late that night.

I slept eight full hours Friday night. It felt good. Really, really good.

Today I went to the bank because my bank card still wasn't here and it's been almost a month since I've ordered it. Then I went swimming and played powerball. Then I played softball. Then I went on a walk to get a Slurpee. Then I ran a few errands to buy aloe for my sunburned skin. Then I went to a farewell party. Then I ate dinner and watched a movie with Lisa as we nursed our burns. And now I'm going to bed. Because I'm tired.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Just a Reminder

One of my pet peeves is when somebody gives me a "reminder" when they never told me about it in the first place.

Oh, "remember" you're working tomorrow from 9-5.

Just a "Reminder!" There's a mandatory meeting on the 20th from 4-6pm.


It's not a reminder if I was never told. It's a notice. Reminder implies there was a first notice. Which there wasn't.

Friday, May 13, 2005


I have nothing to say. No real complaints or funny anecdotes. No injuries or great news. Nothing. What does it mean? Does it mean I'm old? It does, doesn't it?! It means I'm old and boring! HELP!! I'm stuck in boring!