I don't know if anyone else has run cross this ad online, but everytime I see it with its accompanying picture, I can't help but think:
"Wrap some little-boy underwear around your head!"
Problem solved.
5.21.2009
5.20.2009
I Really Should do Something Productive
But I'm clearly in the mood to update this thing.
Well, Spring is finally here, which means lots and lots of sunshine and no more snow! [hooray!] It makes me about 1,000,000 times happier. It stays light outside till almost 9pm, which is also awesome because then I lose track of time at work, and think it's only 6 when we're actually close to closing! I love it.
Speaking of work, it's good, I still like my coworkers, and we still have crazy customers. I don't have any stories at the moment, but I will keep you posted!
School is good, except for the shortness of the term. I only have about 4 weeks left, which means the due date for my 10-page paper is coming up rather quickly. And I have yet to write a thesis statement! That's ok though, cause I have about 15 books from the library, so I have lots to work with (I hope).
Things for Nate are going well too. He's working at BYU in the evenings cleaning carpets, and in the daytime he gets to be the Service Manager for his friend's bike shop, which he really enjoys. He actually kinda likes the cleaning job too, cause it's super laid back and easy, and brings in a little extra cash.
When we can find free time, we of course go biking! Nate somehow got me out three days in a row last week, including the day I had gotten up for work at 5am. I am getting in better shape and rode all the way up the hill from Wymount to Rock Canyon Park, and then up the trails too. :) I am very pleased with this. We also rode a trail that's up past Vivian Park, and his buddies all think I'm cool for going with them. :D Hopefully there will be more days that we both have time off to go ride and do other fun things this summer. We're hoping to do some camping and some hiking in southern Utah sometime. Anybody want to come??
In other news, there are going to be some big changes for our families pretty soon.
First, Nate's family is moving to Costa Rica in July/August. His dad is the new Director of the Peace Corps for Costa Rica, so they'll be there for at least 3 and up to 5 years. We are definitely going to visit. [To do this week: Get Beth a passport!] Then came the problem of finding someone to rent their house. A young ward family? Me and Nate in 2 years when Nate (hopefully) goes to school out there? hmm.
Meanwhile, back on the West Coast, my dad who was recently laid off has been searching for any new job that would keep them in San Diego. However, all of California is in a state of bankruptcy, so my highly-qualified dad hasn't been able to find anything. My mom has been keeping the two of them afloat with her awesome eBay selling skills. (Seriously, it's really cool.)
Meanwhile, my pregnant sister was planning to move to Tennessee with her hubby just weeks before she pops, so he could go to med school out there, because he still hadn't heard anything from his first-choice military med school, where he was wait-listed. My dad started looking for jobs in Nashville, cause if they have to move, they want to be close to grandbabies. Perfectly reasonable. Maybe they could stay in the Dorsey's house, even though it would still be a full day's drive to Nashville? nah...
Then ONE day!
Everything magically fell into place.
Chase gets a phonecall telling him he has been accepted into the program at Bethesda! The school he was hoping for, the school that happens to be in Maryland, which happens to be right next to Virginia, which happens to be where the Dorsey's house is, which happens to be close to DC, where hopefully my dad can find some work.
My parents are (most likely) leaving San Diego.
They're going aaaallllll the way to the east coast, to house-sit for a few years while the Dorsey's work (aka vacation) in Costa Rica, and they'll get to be even closer to the new baby. Then Nate and I will hopefully go out east too, and we'll have my parents and sister, and eventually the Dorsey's again, close by.
Huge changes, but I think they're all going to be for the better, though I am a little sad about not "going home" to Escondido anymore. Cousins will all have to come out and visit!
Venting Spree
Yes, one more pet peeve, and then maybe I'll actually talk about our life.
Have you ever been in a class where there's like... a mom? Now, don't get me wrong: there are many wonderful, smart, fabulous women old enough to be my mom, my own mother included of course. But the ones in class sometimes just don't seem to get it.
The class that I get to share with not one, but two moms, is Modern Art.
Modern Art is weird. It's random, and all about being experimental, and there are a whole bunch of different movements... There are manifestos written about why artists did things in certain ways, and some of them are completely off the wall. Modern Art is hard to understand.
Which is kinda the point.
Anyway, we just learn about "Vorticism" today. It's from the early 1900's and is based on a written work called "Our Vortex." It's really confusing and makes no sense whatsoever. But the whole point of this movement is something about how life is a vortex, things are all crazy and random and chaotic except for at the center of the vortex, where everything is calm and still, and somehow this all has to do with art. (Though I don't think that explanation would pass a test.)
But this mom could not get over the fact that to these artists, things were calm in the center of the vortex. "But the dictionary says that a vortex is a vacuum, and the center is where everything gets sucked in! It can't be calm and still at the center."
Artist's make up their own meanings for things. Especially in Modern Art.
Seriously, she mentioned it a few different times and kept saying, "it's so funny to me that it's not really what that word means!" GAH!! That's not the point!
I'm sorry if this is totally pointless to you, but this woman is driving me crazy! Everyday she gets stuck on something silly and unimportant!
....
I don't know any witty cute ways to end this, so for your enjoyment (or disgust, confusion, whatever) is a Vorticist painting by Umberto Boccioni.
States of Mind: The Farewells
(Do you see the train?)
Busted!
More about driving.
Yesterday, I went to drop Nate off at work, and we saw a car on the other side of our street pulled over, getting a ticket. I told Nate I was so glad they enforce the speed limit on our road, because there are so many little kids around.
When I headed home, I was behind a guy who was probably going about 40 on our little 20 mph road. I watched for the cop, but didn't see him anywhere. Shucks. But then! The cop pulls away from the curb where it was hiding sneakily behind some parked cars, the lights go on, and the guy gets busted! It was awesome. I debated eating my lunch out on the sidewalk to see how many people he would ticket with his sneakiness, but decided otherwise.
Is it weird that seeing people get "busted" makes me happy? :)
Pet Peeve
So, the parking lot for our apartment complex has two driveways. One is an IN drive, and the other is an OUT. But for some reason, people like to be irritating and drive OUT the IN way, and it always happens when I'm trying to drive in. Really, it only takes about 15 seconds to circle the parking lot and go out the correct way. So do it!
The other day I was trying to go in, and some punk in a little white car was going the wrong way. These driveways aren't made for two cars to fit side-by-side. I mean, they CAN, but it's a tight squeeze. And our Element isn't huge, but it's not a small car either. Anyway, while this stupid little car was trying to squeeze past me, I noticed that both of us had our windows down. So I politely (ha!) let him know that he was going the "WRONG WAY!!"
And I felt better.
Even if it wasn't the nicest thing to do.
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