Tuesday, December 9, 2008

I'M GETTING MARRIED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
I'M GETTING MARRIED
In case you hadn't noticed, I'm a little bit excited. I'm getting married and sealed to DUSTAN MILLWARD for time and ALL ETERNITY!!! We're hoping to get married on April 10, 2009.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Farewell, Facebook.

Just so you all are aware:

I deleted my Facebook. Goodbye and good riddance. Now maybe I'll do something productive with my life :)

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Why I love My Job...

Sometime last week, I had an IEP meeting for a student at work. The outcome of the meeting was that this particular student was going to be placed in my Study Skills class. While this was the best option for this particular student, and the meeting looked very hopeful, I was very nervous. I felt inadequate and overwhelmed. I was absolutely terrified that I wouldn't be able to make a difference in this students' life, or (even worse!) that this student would have a negative experience in my class and make choices endangering self or others.

This student has now been in my class about a week, and this morning I received an email that among other things said, "[This Student] loves his new study skills class and is proud of what he's accomplished in there already."

It was an AWESOME email to get... and just enough to keep me going make me hopeful that everything is going to be alright after all!

Monday, October 13, 2008

Football Game!

BYU WON HOMECOMING
YAY! go cougars!


The game was absolutely FREEZING, but we had a good time and BYU is still undefeated!

Homecoming!

Dustan asked me to go to Homecoming with him this year! It was SO much fun! He picked me up for dinner (which he MADE and it was CANDLELIT! What a stud.) and then we headed up to Heber for the dance. The dance was on a TRAIN! (Yay, first real train ride!!!)

Here's us waiting to board the train:



Here I am, getting on a train for the first time!


Dustan and Me

(and the REAL LIVE CONDUCTOR)



At the end of the night... I look a little sleepy, but Dustan looks good :)

Conference Weekend!!!






Last weekend, I got to go to Salt Lake City for General Conference. I went with Dustan and I got to meet a lot of his friends, some people from his mission, and some of his family. We had SO much fun! Friday night we went to his mission reunion and bowling. I met Krista and she's a DOLL. Saturday and Sunday we got to go to Conference and actually got into a session on Sunday morning! The rest of the time, we watched it in the Tabernacle. Overall, it was an AMAZING weekend!

Monday, September 22, 2008

Provo Pronuncian Guide

I'm considering writing a pocket pronunciation for living in Utah. The following are some of the entries:

Ank-Shent - belonging to the very distant past and no longer in existence; old. Commonly spelled "A-N-C-I-E-N-T."

Mao-En - large natural elevation of the earth's surface, rising rather abruptly from a flatter plain. Commonly spelled "M-O-U-N-T-A-I-N"

Buh-En - a small disk or knob fastened to fabric to hold clothing together by pushing it through a reinforced slit. Commonly spelled "B-U-T-T-O-N"

Breh-Uhn - older brother of mine. Name actually spelled "B-R-E-T-T-O-N"

Accrost - from one side to the other. Commonly spelled "A-C-RO-S-S"

Kelt-See - my current roommate. Name actually spelled "K-E-L-S-Y"

Ellts - an adverb meaning in addition to or besides. Often used in the phrase 'what else?' Commonly spelled "E-L-S-E"

...To be continued, expanded, added to and enlarged. Suggestions welcome...

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Rise and Shout!

Can I just tell you how AMAZING the football game was this afternoon?
BYU beat UCLA
59-0
And I was there. I loved it. Go Cougars.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Some Thoughts on Education

I work at a high school. I absolutely LOVE my job and this year I have a classroom!!! Yay! no more traveling room to room!

This is a picture of my sweet calendar invention that takes up a whole wall in my room. Having used it for a couple weeks, it works really nicely, if I do say so myself!

But more importantly than the calendar hanging on my wall are the things I'm learning as I work in the field of education. Last week, I had the opportunity to attend a "teacher meeting." (joy of joys) It was a special training to teach teachers how to create a cookie cutter classroom that would somehow accommodate the needs of every student. Boy howdy, do I have quite the opinion on that training.

Reader BEWARE. I'm about the vent.

I understand the idea behind the training. In a class full of students with differing strengths and abilities, one might struggle to meet all intellectual needs. It is important to challenge those that need challenged and assist those who need assistance. I appreciated this part of the training... but here are the things I took away from our meeting that day:

1. TOO MANY people teach to the test! The woman that 'trained' us kept answering all questions and concerns with regards to the UBSQT (a Utah standardized test). It was as though she felt that it was the end-all say-all to all educational issues. And it made me SICK. Education is more than passing a state-mandated test. It's more than passing a class, or even getting an "A." It's about learning and developing and creating a wealth of information and knowledge that will help in life experiences for decades to come.

Education is NOT about filling in bubbles on a scantron after twelve years of schooling. Education IS about learning to THINK critically, SYNTHESIZE information, APPLY principles learned, EXPERIENCE growth, and form OPINIONS independent of society.

I wish someone would teach all the state employees with Ph.D's that life is more than bubble sheets and report cards.

2. One can go through years and years of schooling, specifically learning about education or even special education, and still no absolutely NOTHING about teaching a special education student. Okay, so maybe she does know something... but she was teaching us all the wrong things. For example:

Did you know that after years of working with special education children, it's still possible to think of them as "low-level" or "low-IQ?" And what's worse... did you know that someone with a Ph.D. and years of experience can and will label special education children as such? And the same 'highly educated' person will say that there is no way possible that many of these students will ever get a better job than the local Jiffy Lube?

I wanted to punch her in the face. The students to whom she was referring definitely have their own sets of challenges. But they're not lower level. They are at a different level. They have different strengths. These students may not be ready to learn advanced Calculus at a breakneck speed, but they are certainly capable of holding a job requiring more skill than flipping hamburgers. My students struggle with academics, but they try. And I'd like to see all of the accelerated students show as much love and dedication to others as the special ed students do. I'd like to see someone who can complete a chemistry problem in their sleep doodle with greater skill than Van Gogh. My students may have a hard time capturing their thoughts on paper, but I'll be darned if the next Steven Spielberg doesn't walk through my classroom doors everyday.

3. No matter how well and efficiently I do my job, there are still other teachers that ignore all of my efforts, and ask stupid questions that have already been answered. Go figure.



On a slightly happier note: Thank you, Mrs. Fairchild, for reading that note and putting forth the effort to help those students that struggle to be successful in an academic setting.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Home Again... er Back in Provo.

After an extended stay in good old Boise, Idaho, I'm back once again in Provo, Utah. I really really really loved all the time I got to spend in Boise and I'm going to dreadfully miss everyone! But now I'm in Provo and I've resolved myself to enjoy life a little more this year... I start back up at work on Monday and school starts in just a few short weeks. I'm a little bit nervous, but mostly excited... Bring on the adventures!!!

Monday, July 14, 2008

A Little Light Surgery

I had a tiny surgery on my toes today. I had yeast growing in/on/under/around my two big toe nails and it was becoming rather difficult to wear closed-toed shoes or even socks. I went to the doctor and he removed the toe nails and killed the nail beds so they shouldn't grow back. After the procedure, I got wrapped up in bright green bandages and sent home. As of right now, the numbing medicine is still in effect and I have yet to experience the less-than-pleasant regaining of feeling in my toes. My mommy also got a foot-shaped sucker (also pictured) since i couldn't have one myself.

Kinda Like a Ladybug Picnic

Since I'm home for a few weeks, I'm not working down in Utah, so I decided to call up the owner of a local ice cream shop where I used to work and see if I could get a few hours a week decorating cakes. Thankfully, she agreed to as many hours as I would like, so this past week I went in and started working on some cakes. I was afraid I might be a little bit rusty since it's been about a year since I was whipping out 15-20 cakes/day. I was kind of looking forward to slapping together a couple easy cakes when I discovered that the first customer of the day had requested a lady bug cake! After a little bit of time and a lot of smeared frosting, this is my finished work of art!
I forgot how much I love decorating cakes! I've noticed that older women often have specific hobbies that they enjoy more than others. Some women knit. Others crochet. Some garden. many sew. Some paint or draw. I've decided that I think I'd like to decorate cakes until the day I die... That and I'd like to collect clocks.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

The Shocking Story of the Two Front Teeth

Recently I haven't been feeling very well, so I decided to come home to Boise for the next month and a week or so. My mom is such a sweetheart. She flew to Salt Lake, where I picked her up from the airport and she drove my car all the way home. Thanks Mom! I owe you one...

Anyways, after spending the last four days in bed, I was finally feeling a little better today, so I decided to venture out on a grocery shopping trip with my mommy. We had a lot of fun and made a day of it. I ended the day with a pair of jeans, some capris, a t-shirt, some camis and an adorable green dress... oh yeah and numb front teeth. Here's the story:

Mom and I were standing in line at Costco. Luckily, the store wasn't terribly busy, seeing as it was a Wednesday afternoon, and the line wasn't too terribly long. Now for those of you that don't know my mother or me, and for those of you that know me but have not seen me around my mother, I must warn you. We have a good time. We are a little crazy. We might, by some stretch of the imagination, be considered weirdies But we love it. Anyways, as we were standing there in line, we started singing the song from The Lion King where Timon and Pumba are hula dancing. And we sang it in parts. Sorta. After letting out a fabulous "OY!" at the end, my mother complemented my OY-ing abilities and said we made a good team. Apparently I took this as a cue to bite her arm. Now let me tell you, I wasn't really gonna chomp down hard and leave a scar, I was just going to give it a little nibble, just for fun. I leaned down to place my teeth against her skin and ZAP !!! An electric shock went from the cart, through her finger, out her arm and onto my teeth. Let me tell you what, it startled me and tingled worse that your foot falling asleep and I was certain my two front teeth were going to turn grey! I felt like a rabbit having a root canal. It was quite the experience and I guess I learned not to bite my mom's arm at Costco anymore!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

My Argentine Friend

I've determined that Argentines have the biggest hearts.

While working at the high school this week, I was in charge of assembling some "easy-to-assemble" cabinets to store some office supplies. As it turns out, these "easy-to-assemble" cabinets were not so easy to assemble. I'm no stranger to putting furniture together from a box, but I was struggling big time!

Well the school hires a janitorial service to come in and clean and it just so happened that as I was worrying about that dang blasted cabinet, the janitors (An Argentine man and his teenage son) were cleaning the school. The man, named Marcelo, came up to me and offered to help. Together, we figured out how to complete the cabinet. It took us almost three hours! I still had one cabinet to go, but Marcelo and his son had to get on to their next cleaning appointment.

Marcelo volunteered to come back the next morning and help me put together the remaining cabinet. I told him I was sure I could find someone else (like the science teacher) to come help me since he lives in Eagle Mountain (about 25 minutes away), but he insisted. I wasn't going to turn down some much needed help, so I agreed.

I brought him some cookies the next day, but I will never cease to be amazed at how charitable that man is. After we put together the second cabinet, he helped me move some furniture and as he left, he gave me his cell phone number and told me to call him if I needed any help moving something heavy or building anything else. What a nice man! And what a true example of Christ!

Friday, June 20, 2008

Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?

Our Zucchini plant popped out of the ground!

If you look really closely, you can see our green beans sprouting!

Our lovely tomato plants both sport pretty yellow flowers.

The stunning Alicia plucking weeds from the soil.

You know the funny thing about this garden? It's kind of like having a kid. It needs taken care of, and I can take pictures of it as it grows and put those pictures on my blog. Only, I don't have to wake up with it in the middle of the night or change any poopy diapers and I can eat it when it grows up... So maybe it's not all that much like having a baby. But I like it nonetheless.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

missions are so bittersweet

Two of my friends, Landon and Spencer entered the MTC today. Landon will be serving in Washington D.C. for the next two years and Spencer will be in Paraguay. While I will miss Spencer because we are friends, I will especially miss Landon. He and I have stayed close since graduating a year ago and it will be hard not being able to pick up the phone and call him or shoot him a text or send him a quick email or instant message. He's one of my very favorites and I will miss him ferociously. On the other hand, I'm so very proud of and happy for him and there is no place else I'd rather him be. Missions are so incredibly important and both Landon and Spencer will do a phenomenal job.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

...The Pulper...

I am not a sympathetic puker. I have cleaned countless nasty urinals without so much as gagging. I haven't been car sick since I was little. With a record like this, I thought my stomach was pretty dang tough. Then I met THE PULPER.

I work at the Missionary Training Center cafeteria in the evenings. Usually, I work on "the line" where I serve the missionaries food. On Tuesdays, however, I get the marvelous privilege of working in the dish room. Today was my first Tuesday, and I 'got' to be the scrubber. This is code for the person that sprays and/or scrubs off all the left-over and crusted-over food before the dishes can go into the machine. It didn't sound too bad...

So there I was, getting ready to be the best little scrubber I could be, and then someone turned on THE PULPER. The PULPER is like a giant garbage disposal that can eat whole bread sticks in mere seconds. It swallows pans full of mixed vegetables like I swallow water. It's a monster. And it's so loud a deaf person would have to plug his or her ears just to think. It was my job to spray the dishes, aiming the gunk that came off so it would cascade down a slide of murky water and land in the jaws of the PULPER.

I was scrubbing along when I came upon a meat pan, or a tub which was at least four gallons and had previously been filled with raw hamburger meat. There was still a good inch of raw hamburger blood pooled in the bottom. For those who do not know my opinion of red meat, I'm about to give it to you. I think it's absolutely DISGUSTING. I don't like to eat it, but even less I like to cook it. And I will not touch raw meat or get within three feet of the oozy, bloody juice if I can help it. But here I was, faced with tub after tub of the nasty meat blood.

I decided to suck it up and try to spray out the waste so I could just move on with my job. As the steam from the hot water baked the mingling scents of raw meat blood and barbecue sloppy joes into my clothes, skin and hair, I began to question the abilities of my midsection. My morning meal decided it would try to jump in and go swimming with the already rank concoction. It was all I could do to keep from tossing my cookies into the waiting jaws of THE PULPER. As I threw up a little in my mouth, I accidentally sprayed the meat pan so the water ricocheted off the plastic tub and onto the apron on my front.

By the time my first shift in the dish room was over, I was drenched from the outside with left-over missionary munchies and sweating on the inside because the room could have been no less that thirteen million degrees. To say I was disgusting would have been a phenomenal understatement. I wanted to go home and shower twice.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Our Little Garden!!!

My roommate, Alicia, and I try to eat healthy and doing so on a college budget isn't always a piece of cake... So we decided we wanted to build a garden! After getting the go-ahead from our (very surprised) landlords, we found a little corner of the property to plant a garden! This is what it looked like before:

Our friend Jeff came to help us spade the area and after some hard work and digging up of a wire coat hanger, a sparkly children's bracelet, countless granola bar wrappers, about a million rocks and at least twice as many weeds, our little plot was ready to plant! Alicia had to be at work and Jeff had to run off to Institute, so I was left to plant the garden... I'm so glad I got to do the fun part! Here's how our little garden turned out:
Now the trick is getting everything to grow...

Feeding the Missionaries!!!

I got a job working at the cafeteria in the MTC (Missionary Training Center) and last night was my first day! After hearing the tales of friends that have worked/do work there, I thought to myself that there was no possible way I would see anyone I knew that is currently in the MTC... well I was wrong! I saw Elder (Tyler) Yorgason, Elder (Miles) Poole (it was his first day!), Elder (Andrew) Smith, Elder (Phil) Gulbrandsen (from across the room, so I know he didn't see me) and Sister (Tamari) Miller!!! It was so fun to see all of my friends out on missions getting ready to serve the Lord! The work I do isn't hard, and it seems even easier since I'm serving the missionaries. I think working there even one night strengthened my desire to serve a mission! Only a year a half...

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Happy Sunday!

Dino and I have had some great adventures these last couple of weeks! We’ve had a great time and it’s been especially fun to spend some time with Dad the last few days. This week, we got to go to Lagoon, spend the night at the cousin’s house, go to the animal museum, go out to eat with Dad and visit Uncle Roger and his wife. We really had a blast! I’ve enjoyed the week off, but starting next week, I’m working at the MTC, so it’s back to work! Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work I go…

This week, Dino and I decided to hit up a random family ward for church and we had a really good time. I live two blocks away from two different chapels, so we chose a chapel and decided to attend. It was really good! (Dino even said that he wanted to go back to that same ward if he ever comes to visit again!) I’m really glad we chose that ward because the relief society lesson was exactly what I needed! Funny though, I didn’t know I needed that when I walked into the room…

Our lesson was about prayer. We started out talking about Joseph Smith and the three witnesses to the Book of Mormon. Let me explain a little bit about them. Joseph Smith (the man that restored the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the 1830’s) was translating the Book of Mormon from a set of gold plates he had received. He had been instructed to show no one the plates, so he was bearing a burden on his own. In translating the book, he discovered that three people would be called as special witnesses. At that time, three men (Martin Harris, David Whitmer and Oliver Cowdery) prayer to know if they could have the privilege of being those three witnesses. While praying, Martin Harris didn’t feel worthy and withdrew from the party. Eventually all three were granted that privilege.

We used this as a springboard to talk about prayer and how even the greatest of sinners is worthy to come in humility to our Heavenly Father in prayer. It was a touching lesson and I got a lot of good ideas on how to develop my relationship with Heavenly Father and become more sincere in my prayers.

Monday, June 2, 2008

Sunday Dinners and Summer Jobs

Yesterday, Dino and I took a little mini roadtrip. Since my ward doesn't have primary classes (hooray for singles wards), we decided to head up to Saratoga to go to church with the cousins! We walked into Sacrament Meeting a little bit late and decided to sit in the back so as not to disturb the peace. Dino went to classes with his cousin, and I decided to go to Uncle Matt's Primary Class. One of our cute little cousins was in his class, so we had a grand ol' time. Little cousin sat on my lap during sharing time and then it was off to class! Uncle Matt taught a good little lesson and then we colored pictures. It made me miss family wards. Perhaps I'll go to one even though I'm my own family right now...

After church, we went to the cousin's house to have dinner. It was absolutely SCRUMPTIOUS! Much better than the left-over chicken nuggets and french fries we were destined to eat at my house. We had a delicious chicken concoction over rice, fresh fruit, rolls with homemade jelly, and some raspberry jello. Thanks Suzy! You made a marvelous meal.

After dinner, we headed home and we got a phone call from DAD! He was on his way to Utah and we convinced him to go to Lagoon with us tomorrow! (We're still crossing our fingers that we can convince Uncle Mark to come...)

...In other news...
My roommate, Alicia, and I decided to start a business. We still will work our summer jobs, but we had a brilliant idea! We are going to do birthday parties for children! I can decorate cakes, Alicia can make pinatas... We have yet to iron out the kinks, but we are SO excited! If you have any incredimazing ideas for themes we should build parties around, let me know!

But despite our outstanding business idea... I'm still looking for a summer job, so if anyone hears about a full-time well-paying job in Provo for which essentially no skill is required, let me know! Until then, I suppose I'll keep looking...

Saturday, May 31, 2008

The first of the ducktales...

So there I was this evening, feeding the ducks at the duck pond. And one was eating from my hand. Suddenly, I ran out of food! Well... perhaps it was more gradual than sudden because it only ate the bread one tiny piece at a time... but anyways, there I was, surrounded by ducks. Upon discovering that I wasn't going to feed it anymore, one particularly hungry black duck bit my toe. Hard.

And the idea of DuckTales! was born.

Upon pondering what to write in my first blog entry, I thought I would tell the tale of The Visit of Dino also known as my little brother whom I shall call DINO is visiting me in Provo for two weeks. And we have had some Grand Adventures.

We drove down from Boise on Monday. Since then, we've...

...been to the Museum of Art (it's not particularly extensive or amazing, so if you go, don't plan on spending more than an hour and don't get within 3 feet of the pictures or the little security guard with a sweeeeeeeet accent will tell you you're getting too close to the paintings so could you please back up... but I digress)

...hiked to the Y on the mountain (Dino had to stop and take a break about once every few minutes, and on the way down he twisted his ankle so I got to carry him down the mountain. But we had a great time and the view from up there is AMAZING.)

...went to see SpiderWick at the dollar theater (excellent movie, I highly recommend it)

...went job hunting at the mall (Dino was such a stud and was incredibly patient and well-behaved as I dragged him from store to store for five hours)

...attended a smashing party at the high school where I work (We played Wii, and watched National Treasure 2. Dino really likes when I take him to high school. He made friends with some teenagers, and discovered he can fit inside the lockers!)

...cleaned my room (oh, what a project!)

...and fed the ducks (Dino chased and caught a couple big ones, we saw a mother duck sitting on some eggs and she hissed at us, attempted to rescue an abandoned baby duck, oh and we played catch with the football for a while.)

The best part of the week though was on Thursday when we got a phone call from Uncle Mark! He was visiting Provo for the day and he came and ate dinner with us. I made mashed potatoes and gravy and we had a jolly good time engaging in witty conversation... or something like that. But really, it was very enjoyable and we're crossing our fingers that he will come to Lagoon with us on Tuesday!

Anyways... it's time to call it a night. More adventures to come!