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

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Judaism and the (four) Gospel(s)...

Today was the very first day of the new semester. And I went to my very first day of New Testament.

I have been really excited for a class I'll have on Wednesdays called Judaism and the Gospel, which I guess is essentially supposed to compare Judaism with the gospel of Jesus Christ as I know it and learn it every day here at the Y. But if it's anything like it's sister-class, Islam and the Gospel, which I took last fall, it'll basically just be about Judaism. Which is okay, because I can probably do the comparing and contrasting on my own.

Anyway, my "textbook" for Judaism is a book called This Is My God, by Herman Wouk. I started reading it on Saturday because...yeah okay because I'm just so excited for this class! Really! I love, looove learning about other religions. It's a spiritual experience in a whole new kind of way.

As I'm reading my New Testament readings, having just read some of This Is My God, I am realizing for the first time how completely incredible it might just be to be taking Judaism and The New Testament at the same time.

Here we go.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

The Struggle of Provo...

Well, friends, I'm here in P-town. I've been getting settled into my new apartment this week, but tonight's my first overnight adventure here in the condo. So far, I've been staying with my Grandma who I just love, and the two of us have had many a laugh and a good story. I was a little bit sad to leave this morning, even though she does live pretty close by. I think I'll be back soon. Dad and Cecilee had to fly home on Tuesday; gosh, it's only been three days since then, but it feels like it's been at least a week! I talked to Mom, Amelie, and Ethan on the phone today, so I've touched bases with my family a little bit.

Still...

What I wouldn't give to be back at home. I guess I'm just a homebody!

I felt a little better about my seemingly endless state of homesickness today at work at my new job at the Helaman Creamery. I met a girl named Amy, and together we rolled out hamburger patties from raw ground beef (this sounds gross, I know, but it was actually the best part of my shift! It gets a little boring in there.) Here's what I found out about Amy:

  1. She's a sophomore.
  2. She THOUGHT she wanted to be a Civil Engineer, but found out she totally hates that, so now she's thinking about being a dance major, but is sortof struggling with the fact that it's not really a guarantee that she'll ever get a job with that, and plus, she's got a lot of smarts, so why not use them for something more academic?
  3. Her boyfriend, who was her best friend growing up, and who she dated long-distance last year, has been on a mission for about a month and she misses him lots, and says that it hasn't really gotten any easier with time, but that she has figured out how to cope with it.
  4. She loves being home more than anything anything annnyything.
Yep. I think Amy and I are going to be good friends.

Also, here's my new room, all the way unpacked and with a good start on being decorated!



I'm kindof ready for school to start so I can get this show on the roooad.

<3

TBF

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Lions and Tigers and Bears... and Card Tricks!

This week has been another exquisite sampler of life.

Monday morning, Abbie discovered that Zoo Atlanta knocks about $15 off admission for college students, and lets little two-year-old Amelie's in for free, so we loaded up the car and headed down to the ATL to visit with the aminals for the day. It was <i>rather</i> exciting! Amelie's a big fan of the Lion King, so it was pretty exciting when we ran into Pumbaa, Simba, AND Timon.





Other highlights of the day included a pair of mating turtles, which she watched ever so intently (and let out a nice, awkward "woooow!"). The turtles, however, were probably topped by the Komodo Dragon, which Amelie instantly labeled as a dinosaur. (The other day at the pool, she told me she saw a dinosaur in the woods. Aparently, they're not as hard to find as you'd think.) We saw a pig (if you know us well, you'll know that this was pretty great- we also discovered that REAL pigs are not quite as cute as Peppa and Olivia), and stopped at the petting zoo to visit the goats. Finally, we rode the carousel and the train, and then after a couple of hours of running around, it was pretty much time to go home and take a nap!



Needless to say, Monday was pretty great.

Tuesday was lots of fun, too- I had Starbucks with Levi in the morning, went to visit the Sessomater at Awtrey, and then went into work at 4:00 for my last shift of the summer. It was a pretty durn good one- it was slow and I didn't make TOO much money, but I worked with people I like a lot. Plus, my parents came in! I shared a fried pickle with my Dad, and he and my mom had some pie.

After we were off, Abbie and I concocted a Steak n Shake plan. Some work friends came with us, and my manager and buddy-fren Jordan enlightened us on his fabulous secret talent of card tricks! Seriously, he belongs in Vegas! I think we burned up a whole hour watching him, and I ended up completely losing track of time! Abbie came over for the night, and that was pretty much that!

Beyond all of that, there's just been lots of packing going on- I head back to Provo tomorrow evening. Mixed feelings about that, but it is what it is, right?

Next post will be after my move- wish me luck!

TBF

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Why I Had a GREAT Day Today

Today has been wonderful.

First of all, I woke up with some sore feet because yesterday, Abbie and I went to White Water and walked around barefoot all day (obviously)...and also because I got a little excited about this new pedicure tool I got. Yeah, anyway, I was SUPPOSED to go hiking with Heather, and I was planning to just tough it out, but she texted me and cancelled the hike due to some lack of sleeping on her part...so I, secretly relieved, acquiesced to a pool trip instead...

Which actually never happened, either. Boo.

However, a thunderstorm did. And don't we all know it- I. Love. Thunderstorms. It's something about growing up in the South. Anyway, Heather came over here instead, where we all had a lazy pajama day, listening to the rain, eating cookies made by Ethan (who claims that you can't be a "real missionary" until you know how to make cookies- take notes, Ev), and watching wedding movies (The Wedding Planner, followed by My Best Friend's Wedding). No real purpose to that, they were just looking like good choices on Netflix today.

Also noteworthy about Heather's visit was this sweet Florentine (?) journal. I say Florentine without any real clue if that's a real term or not- but also because it's from Florence! And it's sick! It's leather-bound and awesome. And I'm excited to finish my current journal so that I can start into this one!

After eight cookies each (no, really, eight) and TWO movies, we needed offs from the couch, so...we did the other thing that girls do best. (Other than eating.) We went..shopping. And I got some cute new things from H&M that I like to call my "back to school shopping," which really should be called, "results of H&M having sweet clearance deals and me being weak."

I dropped Heather off, went home and ate some quick dinner, and then loaded up Amelie to go to Starbucks, where we met Marly and visited over a Vanilla Bean frappe. We loved this outing, because one of us got to color on the backs of some old receipts AND half of the treat...and the other one of us was just happy that the other one was happy. The three of us then headed over to North Cobb, where we visited the little bandies and listened to their show which is, as a matter of fact, pretty cool. We met Abbie ("Bobby") and Keeley (Bobby's dog), and also were surprised to find Marina, with whom I now have plans on Saturday!

So, as the day is winding down, I am thankful for rain, good days, baby kisses, music, friendship, wedding movies, Starbucks...and... happiness :]