Saturday, September 29, 2012

Paul Ryan, and a cute picture of me and Stef

I FORGOT TO SAY,

That a few weeks ago Miriam and I went to hear Paul Ryan speak at the Utah Valley Convention Center here in Provo.






I promise, we weren't the only ones who took a picture of the ice sculpture...

Here's a little clip of what he had to say:



Basically, there was a lot of Romney's "return to America" stuff; reminding us of the founding principles and everything. But I liked him a lot. My political science professor made a comment about Ryan being a good candidate for the 2016 election, if Romney doesn't win the presidency this time. I could see it!

In more recent news...look who I got to hang out with last night!

Friday, September 28, 2012

How am I going to WAIT?

Dear Blog,

Evan is coming in five days and sixteen hours.

WHY DOES WAITING FOR FIVE DAYS SEEM WORSE THAN WAITING FOR A MONTH?

Signed,

Missing my boyfriend. Sheeesh.

P.S. I have come to the conclusion, over the past couple of weeks, that I am surrounded by a lot of people who haven't had (or at least don't seem to have had) much exposure to the outside of the white, upper-middle class, American experience. I have found myself increasingly grateful for experiences in my life that, at the times they occured, were either ill-receieved or else just unrecognized as being important to my own personal worldview. There have been experiences in my life as mundane as attending a high school that was pretty much as multiracial as it gets, to having close friends deal in an array of different ways with homosexuality, to summer reading assignments that forced me into learning a little bit about other people (namely Muslims.)

Here's when my "P.S." becomes the meat of the post. Ooops. Don't say you're surprised.

Last week, I spent my Thursday morning sitting in a political science lab. We were discussing an article that had been published in the...darn. Wanna say it was the Wall Street Journal, but it might have been the NYT. Anyway, it was written by a non-LDS man about the discrepancies between our (meaning "Americans'") reaction to the recent controversial (and intentionally offensive) movie which portrays the prophet Mohammad (PBUH. I'll be correct) in a very unflattering manner- and the reaction of many Americans to the Book of Mormon musical.

In discussing the article, the following issue was raised: why didn't Mormons react the way that Muslims have?

There are lots of reasons- one being that the Book of Mormon musical is pretty much understood to be an object of humor, rather than direct offense- no matter how offensive it IS, I don't think Mormons have perceived it as any kind of real attack on us as a culture, whereas the Mohammad film was absolutely directed at giving offense and making a negative statement. Additionally, for the musical to even be on the same playing field as the film, I think we would have to exchange Joseph Smith for the Savior Jesus Christ- and then we might better understand why the Muslims felt so upset about it.

However, neither of these- nor anything remotely close in intelligent thought- came from the mouth of my lab-mate. Oh, people. I can't even type it without wanting to yell at him.

A few rows over, some guy raises his hand and in this ridiculously pretentious tone, he said:

No lie.

"Well. The Muslims reacted like that because they just didn't have anything better to do. Here in America, we had to go to work...we had to go to school... we were preoccupied with other things."

Really?

Along the same vein, Darian shared with me an experience from her family life class. Her professor put up a headline- just a headline- and asked the members of the class to comment on their feelings about it.

The headline: "Children Raised by Lesbians Perform Better."

Feelings reported by the class:
  1. "Horrified."
  2. "Disgusted"
  3. "Sorry...for that child, because (s)he will never experience a real family."
This is not a happy thing, blog-sters. It is not a noble thing; it is not a "right" thing. To those fellow students who were probably acting out of the notion that they were defending religious beliefs (as, undoubtedly, some of them were)- is there ever a time when it is appropriate, and when it does not make our Heavenly Father pretty sad and pretty disappointed in us- to look at another human being that is doing the best they can with what they have been given, and say, "disgusting?"

I don't know what it's like to be gay. I do know how badly I want to be a mom someday, and how excited I am to be able to have a loving relationship with my husband and children. I don't know how well that child will perform on standardized tests, with two moms instead of a mom and a dad. I do know that the process for lesbians to adopt is long and difficult, and that children of lesbians therefore have a pretty good chance of being wanted, loved, and cared for much more than they were pre-adoption. I don't know how Heavenly Father helps gay and lesbian people to feel of His love. I do know that He loves them- and that He would not point his finger at his own creation- at his own daughters- and say, "disgusting." He would not do that.
I don't know everything, but I do know that it never hurts to try and look at someone else the way He does.

And..as far as that kid in poli sci is concerned... it never hurts to liiiike... read a book, read the paper, watch the news, and/or give established societies credit for doing more than twiddling their thumbs and staging uprisings. Yeah.
Goodnight.

TBF

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Okay, Okay...

I been lazin' and I been called on it.

Here's the story: school started...and bloggie got sunk to the bottom of the priority list. But have NO fear, because after this post, you will not only be ALL filled in...but you'll also be excited for what's coming up! (At least I am!)

I left off with a post about my Judaism class, like, before my Judaism class had even started. So I'll pick up there. School is going pretty well but between that and work, I am feeling a little swamped. Okay, a lot swamped. Mostly, this just means that my social life has suffered a little. Favorite class? U.S. History through 1877.

Seriously, my professor is my idol. And when I was introduced in class by Ian (my neighbor of the day) for being awesome, I DID say that I wanted to be a U.S. History teacher. Which is true. And I also said that my biggest hope and dream was to be as good of a teacher as Fluhman. Which is, actually, also true- but I did make sure to say it in such a way that it came off as more of a funny than as...well, a creepy.

Okay ANYWAY, outside of school, I've started my new job at the BYU Creamery! Here I am, all cute in my uniform:


I'm liking it a lot, actually. It pretty much kicks the Canno- I mean that other job I had...in the bum.

I have a cute new set of roommates, that I LOVE:

From left to right: Miriam, (meee), Jake, Chelsea, Darian.

Jake tends to scare the neighbors...

So there go the basics.

We've had a few adventures while we've been back, too.

First of all: football, y'all:


Regardless of the current standing of BYU... who don't love a good game?

Also, my dear friend Madison came and stayed a weekend. I don't have any cute pictures of THAT fun time, but it still happened.

Then, Kelli came over and threw a jewelry party!


(Apartment 201 became... CLUB 201!)

...because we got this ridiculous magazine with kissing tips and mocktail recipes...

Hehe.

ALSO, we went to the State Fair last Saturday and got hennas...

Guess which one is mine? :] (Sidenote: they were supposed to last 2-3 weeks... it's already gone. Haha. I think it's my fault. I didn't have the patience to let the stuff sit on my arm.)

Since then, I have taken a dive headfirst into my first round of midterms. Some have gone well, some not so well...but I guess that's how it goes. Miriam and I are looking greatly forward to the Season 4 premier of...

You KNOW'D it...

Vampire Diaries!

And also on the radar, is a visit from my cute boyfriend!

So I shall keep you updated on that.

Peace, folks.

TBF