Human by The Killers (You should know this song... "Are we human, or are we dancers?"
Well...dance the past bit has been so incredibly awesome. I Love It!! We've been working on a hardshoe dance. We started out pretty basic. Then each week we've been taking a step and we make it harder. Last week we played around with one of the steps and went from one heel click to three. One in front, one in back, and one on the side as we switch feet. Plus I'm now pretty close to nailing the drum-rolls (or some people just call them rolls). Mindy and I love that step to bits and did it a ton. Now when we do it, all of our in-air heel clicks are synchronized and we hit them at the same time. SO fun! This week had some good quotes I thought were kind of funny. Either they really are funny-or it was a "you-had-to-be-there" type of funny. Whatever the case, here they are: (Talking about cramp-rolls) LaRae: You all got that step, yeah? Okay. Now let's make it harder. *thinks, plays with some steps* Oh! Cramp-rolls! *Confused looks from the class* Me: That sounds. . . .uncomfortable. . . (Talking about pull-backs) LaRae: Michael Flatley does them all the time. Me: I can't do them. LaRae: If Michael Flatley can do them, you sure as heck can! My response to that?:..okay..
*I'm not sure if the wordage is 100% but it's pretty close. Lesson-if the teacher says you can do something, you can.
The Technicolor Phase by Owl City (Almost Alice CD. Alice in Wonderland Soundtrack)
Okay! So here's some pictures I've taken lately.
The first set is of Hummingbirds in my backyard. We've got Like 5 different ones that I know of. Sorry for the glare, they were taken through the window.
Now these ones are panoramic ones I took of last night's sunset and today.
First one:
5 minutes later:
5 minutes after the 5 minutes later:
15 minutes after that (from another location, looking out over the valley, and the Great Salt (puddle) Lake, and Antelope Island):
This one was driving home from work today. Typical Utah mountains, green up front and snow capped in the back.
Mona Lisa by Grant Lee Phillips (^Great and beautiful song, you can listen to it from my updated music list over there-->)
Whelp. . .here I am. I know it's been forever, and I don't know how many of you that read this missed me. (But I know my grandma did! Hi, Grandma!!) Okay, well, I'm back from Ireland. My time there was shortened due to lack of information regarding paperwork I apparently needed before I got there and wasn't told about until I was at Customs. Sad but true. My time there was wonderful though, I met some absolutely amazing people and saw magnificent things and learned a lot in my short time there. I've got some great pictures and stories that I'll hold onto forever. Here's some of my favorite pictures: This is the view from my bedroom window. It was the middle of winter, and it's still greener than it is in the middle of our summer. (The little town I lived in was called Coole.)
Tullynally Castle in Castlepollard. Castlepollard is right next to Coole, it's a little bigger of a town. This castle is normally open for tours and such during summer, but seeing as I was there out of tourist season (which was great!) it wasn't open.
Driveway of Tullynally castle. So gorgeous. It "snowed" (more like frost to me) the night before, hence the snow that's stuck to the road (and not the grass). I wish my driveway looked like that. There's a little bit of a glare because I took this through Patrick's car windshield.
Fore Abbey (in Fore, next town from Coole, and Castlepollard). Founded in 630 A.D. by St. Féichín (pronounced Fe-hin). It's settled nicely between two hills. Another perk of going when it's not tourist season is there's nobody to get in the way of pictures!
It's in a ruin-ish state, and it was so quiet there. Walking around it and in it, it felt like Patrick and I were the only two people alive. Kinda weird, yet pretty cool.
These six and a half arches are all that's left of the arches that went around the inside of the courtyard area inside the Abbey.
St. Féichín's Mill. It was IN USE until about 1875. The water comes from Lough Lene on the other side of the hill across the street from the Abbey. The water goes through the hill-but from the lough side it appears as though it's running up the hill. "The water that flows uphill" is one of the Seven Wonders of Fore. Here: http://www.monasette.com/archive/001116.html is a really good explanation of the Seven Wonders if you fancy a look.
Cathedral of Christ the King in Mullingar (Mullingar is the county city for County Westmeath). Those spires are 140 feet tall and can be seen from miles around Mullingar. It was consecrated in 1936.
Gated archway at the end of the driveway by the Cathedral. There was one over the sidewalks on each side of the driveway.
Gorgeous sunset this night, the sky was cotton candy pink and baby blue.
Pictures really don't do this place justice. A lot of people asked me if I was nervous and/or scared going by myself. And my answer was no. I loved my time there, and I'm itching to go back. The first chance I get, I'm taking it. It's so fantastically wonderful over there. It's known kind of all over the world that the people in Ireland are pretty much the friendliest people you'll meet. And I can say first-hand that is so true! I spent a day in Mullingar by myself and the shop owners, cafe workers will just sit and chat with you (if they're not busy, that is) even the guy at the car wash of a gas station. The lady in one of the shops I went in talked to me for at least 45 minutes. During which she told me I should be in/could be the Rose of Tralee, I'm "absolutely gorgeous". And the guy in the shop across the street from her told me to, "look after myself, now. A pretty little thing like me in a big town like this all by myself." They say what they think, and are quick to smile and laugh or tell a story or joke. I felt easily and comfortably at-home there. Shortly after I got back from Ireland, I was able to get a job as a massage therapist, so that's pretty great. I'm building clientele and having a good time doing what I like. I'm also back dancing. Which is SO great. I was only gone from it for three months and I was surprised how quickly my endurance was taken away. But after a few intense weeks and painful practices I'm pretty much back to normal. And now I'm on a break for a few weeks before starting the 5 week summer intensive course thing. So for the next few weeks I will be teaching myself. I've almost got this learned: And I have this learned: (From 3:10-5:05 it's fun) I also bought a new camera. It's a lovely upgrade from my little point-and-shoot digital. I love it. It's a Nikon D110. Not as nice (and/or expensive) as the super good ones like my dad has, but it's good enough for me for now. I haven't been able to play with it too much, all I've taken pictures of so far are hummingbirds in my backyard. But hopefully I'll get a chance to go out and play with it soon. This is plenty long I think. So I'll end here and post more later.
Winter Song by Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson
Winter has fully set in here, which makes me happy. And sad at the same time-because I'm leaving before I get to really enjoy it. But that's okay. And while I'll miss the mass amounts of snow, I'll enjoy all the new things I get to experience. I depart for Ireland in a week. Part of me can't believe that it's happening, like some of this is a very realistic fantasy playing out. I'm feeling kind of overwhelmed. That's normal though, right? This is a huge thing! I think the biggest part of it is not knowing when I'll be back. But this is going to be such an epic adventure, I'm going to learn a ton, meet so many people, have experiences and opportunities that I can't get here. So that part is unbelievably and dauntingly exciting. And I'm not going to be disconnected from the people back here, I'll have e-mail and internet access. And I can get pretty good deals on calling cards. I've had some interesting chats with a few people-who have all said relatively the same things. Which is interesting, but re-affirms to me that this is what I'm supposed to be doing. They've said things like when I get there, it'll be almost like I'm going home (in a sense) and that it'll be like I've been there before (which, in reality, I haven't). And that the things that I'll do and learn and see are going to be both what I need-and what the people I'm going to are going to need as well. Ends are being tied up getting me more prepared to go, there's multiple I'm not going to share online-because who knows who reads this thing. But things like saying final "See-you-later"s to friends, because I don't do goodbyes. It sounds too Final. Especially when you know you're going to see that person again--why say goodbye? It's just more of a prolonged see you later. Renewed my drivers license, my current one expires in a couple months. And I had my last dance performance last night. It was fun and went really well, I'm hoping to keep up dancing while I'm over there. I mean-I'm going to be in the place where the dance originated! I'm taking my dance shoes with me. Changing subject: Since when is Christmas this week?! I think my mind has been so occupied with going to Ireland that everything else has blanked out. Christmas has totally snuck up on me, but that's okay because I love this season and the energy it brings.
Just a quick note about the song My December: I absolutely love it! The lyrics, the tone, the orchestration is genius. Listen to it. And then listen to it again. My favorite lines are: "This is my December, this is my time of the year." and "This is my December, these are my snow covered dreams." The orchestration that starts around 4:05 makes me stop what I'm doing almost every time. Last week, Sunday-November 29, my little Muppet was born. My sister called that morning while they were on their way to the hospital and my parents and I caught a flight to Houston later that day. Muppet landed about the same time our plane did. She's pretty cute, I'm not gonna lie. And I'm not just saying that because she's my niece. And I'm also not saying that because she's a baby. She really, honestly, is pretty. Her name is Sydney-she's got loads of dark blond hair and dark blue eyes. I had to come back from Texas sooner than I would like, but I had to get to Celtic Beat rehearsal Thursday night. We had a show on Saturday. It went alright-could have been better, but it wasn't bad by any means. It was fun though-like it always is. And that's all that matters. I'm starting to count down to when I move to Ireland. 20 days! I'm nervous-but all this waiting is making me more anxious. I just wanna go already. I will say though-I'm going to miss the wonderful snow. It doesn't snow in Ireland much-if ever. Mostly rain, which is alright too because I love rain. Just not as much as I adore snow. Speaking of snow, It's about freaking time we got a REAL snow storm. So I was much pleased when at 1am I looked outside to see outside being blanketed in snow. It's still snowing strong. Which pleases me. I know a lot of people don't like snow--and again, I do not really care. I want my snow before I leave so I welcome this happily. After I leave, ya'all can do whatever you want with the snow. But until then-let it snow!
This is the story of just barely when I made part 1 of Mellow Jell-o for Thanksgiving dinner (which is tomorrow). Not much of a story, I made it quite nicely and think it will be tasty. But when I was going to get the eggs out of the fridge I managed to smack my left hand on the corner of the counter. Instantly turning red, welting, and changing color. Now my base knuckle (the PIP joint) of my pointer and middle finger have a lovely bruis-y tender spot on them, a weird purple line thingie going in between the two...could be the vein or something...I don't know. Either way-it hurts. Though, I will admit, I'm enjoying cooking and the adventures and things that come along with it. I'm glad that I get to cook more. Speaking of cooking more..now on to making Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Pancakes (from scratch) for dinner. :) I'm going to stop typing now because typing hurts! Stupid counter getting in the way of my hand..maybe I should go track down some ice to put on it.
Happy Turkey Day tomorrow. Everyone be happy and thankful for everything you have, I know I am. (I'd be even More happy if I could get some more snow....I'm jus' sayin'.)
Come What May from Moulin Rouge ------Sung by Ewan McGregor; Nicole Kidman
This is the story of The Baking of Famous Mrs. Fields Cookie Adventure With My Mother: It all started with washing my hands. A very important thing to do when cooking. The faulty soap dispenser decided to squirt all over. It got all up my arm, my shirt...and into my hair. Foam hand soap in your hair feels quite weird. Once all the ingredients were in the bowl, the next adventure began. Mixing the dough was messier than usual, little cookie dough spotlets decorated the island. Then, the last thing to add was the chocolate chips. My mom was getting out a spoon to mix in the chocolate chips, and the problematic silverware drawer got locked in the "out" position and wouldn't go back in for a few minutes. Then in mixing the chocolate chips in, the bowl may or may not have been a tad bit too small in which case overflowing chocolate chips. Then a hunt for all the runaway chocolate chips ensued. All was well after that. I'm not normally a messy and clumsy baker, I promise. Actually, I'm quite good at baking and things so I don't know what was up with today. But it was fun nonetheless. And the cookies are delicious! (As they always are.) Needless to say the whole experience left me feeling humored and in need of a shower. I was successful in my search to become an AuPair in Ireland. I will be starting my grand adventure on Monday, December 28th. I'm quite excited and eagerly (and- I'll be the first to admit, nervously) anticipate all that will come my way while I'm over there. But the family I'll be with sounds fantastic. I've been e-mailing with the mom every day. More details to come as I feel like sharing. It's supposed to snow this weekend...I am extremely excited. Though, pretty little white sparkly pieces of heaven have yet to float down from the sky. I know some of you out there do not share my love for pretty snowflakes, and to you I say, I do not care what you think. It's winter, snow comes with the territory. Deal with it. But it is almost the end of November- and outside, my grass is not covered in a beautiful white blanket. Nothing is. Which brings me to ask: Dear Universe, Where is my snow?? Well, I've got to go finish baking, do my laundry, and maybe possibly run a bit depending on how tired my body is today.
This past weekend was awesome. It was so fun to go with Carolyn down to St. George to see Katie. We had a bunch of fun. The coolest park I'd ever been to is in St. George. We seriously need one of those kind up my way. It had all these toys that were like nothing anywhere else. Teeter-totter swings, spinny buckets that get you more dizzy than anything, these twisty things you stand on and using your body weight and momentum you spin and spin and spin and spin and spin and...yeah. Way fun. Rock walls to climb. Basically way fun. Thanks Katie and John for awesome food and fun. So, being a licensed massage therapist looking for a job...I've been coming up with other plans of what I want to do with my immediate future. I love massage and will continue that as my career- but I think before I hunker down and get attached to a job I want to DO something. And this plan of what I want to do seems to change every month. Two months ago I was devoted to researching about moving to Ireland for a bit. What paperwork I'd need, forms, etc. Just to see how hard it would be. And I LOVE that idea. And then last month the plan changed a little to going to teach English in Russia for a few months. Which I still like the idea of-but the plan has changed yet again. And I like this one best of all. Being an Au Pair in Ireland. I love the thought of joining a family, living with them, helping take care of the kids and house and whatever is needed. This way I can go see Ireland (which, as you know has been a major dream of mine) and help people (which is what I love to do) and pretty much immerse myself in it. I think my parents are more open to this idea- Russia didn't go over so well...but au pair seems to get a better response. I hope it works out. My mom bought a costume for our kitty, the first year we've ever had a costume for him-and he's like 15 years old.
Lorelai: Wait, close your eyes and breathe. I smell snow. Rory: Ah, it's that time of year. Lorelai: Can't you smell it? Rory: You know, it's like dogs and high-pitched noises. I think it's something only you can smell. (Rory sits down next to Lorelai and pulls a blanket over the both of them) Lorelai: I love snow. Rory: Really, I had no idea. Lorelai: Everything's magical when it snows, everything looks pretty. The clothes are great. Coats, scarves, gloves, hats. Rory: Thermal underwear, wool socks, ear flaps.
I, like Lorelai, have a great love of snow. So imagine my delight when I woke up this morning to beautiful, sparkly, drifting, pure, white snow. Today's gonna be a great day. I mean, it's go two of my most favorite things ever in the world involved! It starts with snow, and ends with dance. How could that deal get any sweeter? I'm thinking all around, this is going to be a good week. Yesterday I heard from two of my favorite people/missionaries ever. I got an e-mail from Tim, and a letter from Jacki. Both making me smile. In honor of Tim and his e-mail this week, I will curl up with hot chocolate and watch a movie. Most likely will end up being Happy Feet, good memories. This weekend, Carolyn and I are taking to the road to go and see our Katie in St. George. So basically...it's all good.
Everybody's Someone by Brian McFadden and LeeAnn Rimes
Well, life goes on, and it's all good. Last Monday I was in the process of writing my Tim a letter, I hadn't heard from him in a while. The beginning of my letter was reminding him of something we had talked about before he left on his mission. When I got done writing the first bit, I checked my e-mail. Right there, just minutes old in my inbox, was an e-mail from Tim. It was very surprising. So I read it, and hurried and e-mailed him back just to say hi. We e-mailed back and fourth a couple times, and then went on with our day. But that made my week. We must have been connected at that moment, for us to write each other at the same time, talking about the same thing. It was weird, and way cool. My friend Drew came home from his mission and his homecoming was yesterday. It was way fun to see him and some old friends from high school again. Weird. But fun. It was a good day. My grandpa Lynch's sister and her daughter were out here last week from Boston to judge the Crossroads Feis in Provo. Ann and Nancy. It was fun to meet them now (if I'd met them earlier in my life, I was too young to remember it). It was fun to meet people from my "Irish" side of the family. Next week over Halloween Weekend, my friend Carolyn and I are going to venture to southern Utah. Our friend Katie got married and she and her husband have settled in St. George. So next week, Carolyn and I are going to go see our Katie. It's going to be fun. Well, I think the cat's out of the bag...it's been killing me not to talk about it on here or on Facebook. I wanted to get adjusted and such before saying anything about it. I am no longer with Crawford School of Irish Dance. Which I'm both happy and sad about. Sad because I really loved dancing with the Crawford Adults, and I'll miss dancing with them. Happy because I've found a place that its better for me and fits what I want and need out of dance so much better. I am now with LaRae's Dance Unlimited. She's put me in with her performance group, Celtic Beat. I had my first performance with them last weekend. It was crazy, but so much fun. It's so good to be at a place where your dancing evolves and improves pretty much every week. Always learning something new. Dancing for longer than 45 seconds at a time (my dances now are at least 3 times longer). Dances that are more complicated and (in my mind) harder than the level I was stuck at with Crawford for over a year. It's almost half the money a month, and I get to go twice a week. So half the money and double the studio time. Anyways...that's enough of that. Bottom line...I'm with a new Irish Dance group and I love it. Well, I'm off...I have to go buy canvases for to paint on.
"Dreams aren't meant to be understood, just like tragedy isn't supposed to be adverted. Life just happens to us as it's supposed to. We learn to be happy when it's good and count our blessings when it goes wrong, and the only certainty is all of it just keeps happening." ~ Harold Abbott from 'Everwood'
That quote kind of stood out to me as I was looking for a way to start this post. This week has been, varietal, for lack of a better explanation. Lemme 'splain. It all started when my old roommate Jacki came down from Logan to spend some time with me as she gets closer to entering the MTC (next Wednesday). We had such fun, and she ended up staying the night with me. That night, I read on Facebook my cousin was going to the hospital. So at 1:30am I found out that he has pneumonia, the flu, and maybe spinal meningitis. The next morning results were in and it was pneumonia and swine flu. So he's quarantined. My mom, aunt, grandma and I took him some stuff to hopefully help him feel better. Like offering alms to the Gods, we placed the bags around and backed away. I think today is his last day of being quarantined. As of Thursday night when I last talked to him, he was feeling much better. Thursday I found out one of my neighbors died. This came as such a shock to me. She was just 55. I still don't understand it. It doesn't make sense. She had an annurism and her brain bled out. It's so sad. Yesterday I both recieved and gave a massage, went to work and ended the day with a double date. Sheree & Michael, me & Nathan. Michael and Nathan are cousins, both of whom are way funny. We went to a comedy club in Provo that is kind of like "Whose Line is it Anyway", It was hilarious. And the car ride to and from was also a riot. I don't think I've ever laughed so much on a date before. So this week brought with it a bunch of different things. Which fits the quote I inserted above. I've also got some more stuff going on that I'm not going to/can't really talk about yet--maybe soon..maybe not. Depends on if I feel like sharing it with whoever reads this thing. Well, I'm gonna go now. KBye.
Fireflies by Owl CitySo, my sisters doctor gave her the okay to come. She and Jarmo are with his family, we'll see them tomorrow. Today I made Christmas Swirl chocolate chip Birthday cookies for on of my missionaries. I find it funny because I used "Christmas swirl" chocolate chips for his birthday next week. If you don't think that's at least a little funny, I guess you just have to be in my brain to find it funny. It's entertaining in there sometimes. If you haven't listed to The Script yet--do it. Now. Also, I've been a fan of Safetysuit lately...so listen to them too. And if you like Irish music-listen to Natalie MacMaster. The first song I heard by her was Volcanic Jig. I seriously stopped everything I was doing and sat at my computer and just listened. I was pretty much in awe. Mostly because the music grabbed at me. Dance moves and footwork and ideas barreled into my head. Now I really want to find a way to pull off what I've got in my head. That's been happening more and more lately.. Well anyways, I've got stuff to go do. KBye.
Here I am. It's been a while..I know. But with Summer quickly ending and last minute vacations, projects and what ever else was happening; this blog wasn't really on the top of my list of things to do. I know. Shocking. Oh well. Also, I have re-done the template as well as my music list. I've just been in the mood to change everything. Which I must admit has served me quite well. I love it all. I've blondified my hair. Painted my room. I think my room project is pretty much done. It looks really good. I took a day with my friend Elise and we painted my room and talked while blasting music and getting high off of paint fumes. It was a fantastic day. Two weeks ago, my cousin Shane invited me along on an adventure. He and his roommates were building a boat. So I documented the excursion with my trusty camera. It was such a good day. It took pretty much all day to build. Then after loading it in the back of Tom's pickup truck, headed out to the Great Salt Puddle (formerly known as a Lake) to launch the "boat" that ended up looking more like a barge. To our almost astonishment, it floated. (But then again, what doesn't float in a body of water that's like 7x saltier than the ocean?) With one person it still floated. With two people in it, it mostly floated...and three people there was no floating. After fighting with the bugs for a bit we decided we were done and ran back to the cars. The bugs were AWFUL. And for some reason, they really like me. And it doesn't matter how much repellent I wear, I can bathe in the stuff and the mosquitoes will still get to me. I must be really sweet or something. But it's freaking annoying. We got back into Reg (my cousins Commander) itching and freaking out. I've never wanted to scratch off my skin so badly before in my life. We were bitten all over. Face, neck, arms, legs...these nasty little blood-suckers were relentless. So the next day I was curious as to how many bites I had, on ONE ARM I counted an annoying 25 bites. Then I decided to stop counting. I did not want to know the grand total anymore. To make it even better...I'm allergic to mosquito bites. I have bad reactions to them. It's ridiculous. My arms didn't react too terrible, but my legs suffered severely. I had one bite in particular on my left leg that had a reaction like I've never seen before. It looked horrid. Like I got run over by a truck, or someone poured Acid on my leg, or contracted gangrene or something. This picture was taken three days after and it still looked awful. (The picture doesn't do it justice.) Yes, folks, that pretty little thing is from a mosquito bite. It's a pink color now, but I never want to get bit again. And when I get to create my own world-mosquitoes will not be invited. They serve NO good purpose! So, all in all, boat-great idea. Great Salt Lake- Worst Idea Ever!!! Next week my bed-ridden sister and her Muppet-filled stomach, and Jarmo are coming to Utah for a visit. Should be pretty exciting to see how her tummy has grown since I was in Texas visiting them. Hopefully her Doctor will give her the okay to travel since she's been on bed rest for the past couple weeks. Well, I think that's all the updating for today. There's a couple other things going on but I'm not sure if I should talk about it here yet..if I change my mind, I'll let you know.
So, dental adventure #2 actually went better than dental adventure #1..which I did not expect, but it was nice. Triazolam is pretty good stuff. Combine that with the laughing gas and I did not care what was going on. I've healed pretty well, I only had a little swelling. For some reason this week my stomach decided to rebel on me. I've felt like crap on toast since Wednesday. My stomach felt like it was imploding and my head felt like it was exploding. Not too fun. Today I'm doing alright though. Well enough to spray paint my desk, which isn't hard and it was nice to be outside in (spray paint fumed) fresh air. Spray-painting my desk is the start of re-doing my room.I've already got a new bookshelf, it makes my room look a lot less cluttered. (Which, with the size and layout of my room, is great.) I've got paint for the walls, and ideas rolling around in my head. I'm thinking it's going to look great when I get done with it. So book update: In the Woods by Tana French is way good. It's about a detective who gets assigned to a murder case that hits a little too close to home-since the murdered 12 year old girl was found in his hometown, by the woods where his two best friends disappeared (he was found) 20 years prior. It's way intense, I recommend it. The Likeness is a sequel of sorts to it and is on my list to read. I'm currently reading Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah. I'm about 1/4ish of the way through it and so far it's good-reminds me of me and some of my friends. I'll let you know what I think when I'm done. We found out this week that my sister is going to have a baby girl. That's pretty exciting. UM!...I think that's all, well, all that I feel like expressing to cyber-world for anyone to read.
^^I love this guy.. Camping was awesome. We were only there a few days but it was fun. We just hung out, my cousins and aunt and I went on a hike for a few hours. We saw baby and mommy moose. And some deer. The weather was kind of crazy, the first day was on and off rain and very unpredictable (which made it fun.) and the next day it was majorly windy. The day we left it was nice. I'm getting ready to get round two of the dental adventure done. I go in Friday morning. I'm getting more than the numbing stuff this time...thank goodness. So we'll see how that goes. I've been itching to play with cameras lately, so hopefully I can get someone to go with me sometime soon. Preferably tomorrow because after that I'll be out of commission for a few days.
The Show by Lenka My dentist adventure went okay. They didn't use any form of sedation though..dumb. Just numbed me up real good and pulled out my top right wisdom tooth. Because it was all the way grown in it wasn't bad. With my next one-it's still under the gum so I'm wanting them to give me something else besides just numbing. They didn't put in any stitches either so I've just got a hole. I bled for longer than I thought I would so not only did my mouth hurt-but it tasted like blood. Yummy... That's pretty much all I did this week. Haha. In the morning I'm going camping with my family (well..the ones that are in Utah anyways..). I'm way excited, we haven't gone for a while. This is going to be a fantastic adventure.
I got back last night from visiting my sister, Muppet and Jarmo in Houston. It was good to see them-but I think I expected more of Texas. It's stupid hot (100 degrees at least), with stupid humidity (which makes it ever hotter), and stupid drivers. And it's just gonna get worse in the next few months--have fun with that, Texas. We basically just hung out, went to the biggest mall I've ever seen-The Galleria. Where I'm pretty sure I passed a famous musician while we were walking. Hung out by the pool one day, got a little tan. Watched fireworks get launched off a barge in the ocean. Went to church. Church goes by faster in Texas and I'm not entirely sure why.. So all in all it was good. My sister makes a pretty cute pregnant person. The flight out was quite adventurous, we had just left SLC, were in the air for about 10 mins when the pilot announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a slight engine malfunction." Well I don't know about you-but hearing the words "Engine Malfunction" does not exactly make me feel all safe and secure thousands of feet above the ground. So, they turned around and we landed back in Salt Lake and had to wait a little over an hour to leave again. The magnificent thing of a good book-is that it does a very good job at distracting you and helping pass the time. Which I did on the flights to and from, and while waiting in the airport. I'm currently reading "In The Woods" by Tana French. It's a Psychological\Murder\Suspense and I'm totally into it. While adventuring in Houston, my massage license arrived at my house. So I am now Officially: Stacy Lynch, LMT. I also figured out that I'm related to one of my good friends, Lindsay Rigby. My great great great grandparents are her great great grandparents...that makes us cousins. A little distant, but related nonetheless. That's pretty exciting!! Well, I'm going to go get ready for round one of two of my dentist adventure.
Well, Alexis's wedding was awesome. I was so happy to be a part of it. It was a good evening. I have to get my wisdom teeth out..yay...but I only need my top ones out at this moment. But all my wisdom teeth look good and they're not causing any problems, all in line and everything. They said they'll come out easy. I also have a few cavities that need to be filled so on Monday I will go in and get one side taken care of-one wisdom tooth and some cavities. And then a week later I will go in and have the same thing on the other side. The plus side--I'm going to be sedated. Thank goodness. I do not like the dentist. Not him personally-but his profession. But I'm going to a new dentist-and I really like them so far. Hopefully I still have the same opinion after this adventure. haha. I'm going to Texas on Wednesday morning. That was just decided about 30 mins ago. I'm flying to Houston with my mom and we're going to see my sister, Jarmo and Muppet. I'm excited. We'll be down there over the 4th which is going to be amazing! We're going to party and it is going to be fantastic. And hot.. So, I'll be in Houston this week and come back Sunday night, just in time to go to the dentist on Monday morning..whoopee...
^ That is the song I had stuck in my head while I was taking the MBLEx. Which kind of made me chuckle because it seems so appropriate! So yes. It's over. Security for that test is ridiculous. I got digital fingerprinted like 5 times and had to show my I.D. like 3 times. Why I'm not exactly sure because they were watching me the whole time. I got to the testing center just after 5pm, and it was raining SO bad. Downpour! (Which I Loved, of course.) and ran inside, found the room, checked in and all that, which took a bit because there were so many security measures. Then got escorted into the testing room, sat at the computer and began my test. My test appointment was at 5:30pm. I took the test (all the while having Kate Voegele's song running though my head), raised my hand and got escorted out of the testing room. They printed off my result right then (That Goodness I didn't have to wait!). I read the paper that was handed to me. I PASSED! I walked out of the testing center and looked at my phone, it was just after 6pm. Go me. This morning, Shauna (she went to school with me and took her test a few days before I did, and passed as well) and I went into Salt Lake to DOPL (Department of Professional Licensing) and submitted our applications for licensure. My license should come in the mail in the next few weeks! On another note, one of my best friends, Alexis, is getting married this weekend. I'm honored to be a bridesmaid for her. It is going to be awesome. I'm so happy for her and Eric.
Better Than by The John Butler Trio (listen to it, love it. I just heard it this morning.)
"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible. It is yours." I'm taking the MBLEx on Saturday. It's a hugely important test. It determines whether or not I can get licensed as a Massage Therapist. It's normal to feel some apprehension, right? And I think that's what I'm feeling. I'm nervous, but normally nervous. I think. And I feel fairly confident, but not over-confident so that's good. We'll see how it goes.. I guess the best inspiration comes at night...because I've been in a serious writing drought for a long time, but last night I was watching a movie on my laptop and sentences, phrases and dialogue started ambushing my brain. So I gratefully opened a Word document and started typing again. It felt good. And I may be the only one that feels this way, but I have Loved the near constant rain the past week-ish. But I don't care what other people think. I love it. But the whole thunder/lightning thing needs to go.. Oh, P.S. My toe is all healed. Still a little bruised, but it's not freakishly disgusting anymore. I can walk, work out, dance, etc. K,Bye
