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semi-wordless wednesday

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I am not posting this because I want to discuss my political affiliations…but I thought this bobble-head of Mitt Romney was hilarious. My dad contributed to his campaign and this came in the mail a few weeks later.

The Happy Sumo is happy when you go on a Saturday…just not during the week, at lunch time.

The following pictures are of my nephew…as he “smiles” for the camera. Apparently, he picked up this trait up from his favorite auntie (or at least used-to-be-favorite…until I became the bad auntie this weekend when I “took” him away from his parents so that they could go to a movie).




No words necessary for the rest…except that it felt good to see the world through a camera lens again. It had been too long.





friday night confessions…sarah style

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My friend, Sarah, has a blog (see the link to the left) called “Confessions of a Twenty-Something Drama Queen” where she “confesses”, usually in lists of 10. And I like it, so I’m copying her today.

1. Work has been super busy this last week as I have been down two (sometimes three) employees over the last two weeks (I only have three) and, while it has been busy, I have been enjoying the fact that I was able to go it alone and I am loving the praises of me that are being sung. It’s true…I love being good at my job.

2. I went and saw Freedom Writers tonight and I really enjoyed it. Anytime I watch those types of inspirational movies (kids make it out of gangs to succeed) it makes me want to do something like that with my life…then I think about how long it would take me to get my teaching certificate, what it would cost and what I would make…and, well, I change my mind. But I do volunteer…or I’m trying to.

3. The cd exchange (you can read about that chez Sarah as well) is one of the best ideas ever. I came home to a new cd tonight (I’m listening to it right now) and it was such a happy surprise. I love music.

4. One of my student employees got back from her extended break today and I was so excited. As much as I love being praised, I like being able to get all of my job done even more. Plus, she’s just a fabulous employee…and she brought me gifts and who doesn’t love anything from Marks & Spencer, seriously?

5. I’m supposed to run 7 miles tomorrow, but I don’t really want to. I was using my consulting class as an excuse not to (we were going to meet tomorrow), but now we’re not meeting tomorrow, so I really have no excuse.

6. I’m addicted to Veronica Mars and can’t wait for the new episode on Tuesday. And I’m excited that I’m hooking other people. It’s a very clever show.

7. I love my accounting class. It’s how my mind works. I think business is the way to go for me.

8. I am loving my new haircut and color (pics coming soon). It is so fun. I’m figuring out all of the different ways I can style it. Today it was diffused with some barrel curls–super sassy, and who doesn’t love a sassy blond…and I don’t just mean the hair?

9. We are covering poetry in my English class and I am less than excited. I wish that I would have just taken the final the first go around of this class…although I do love my professor, so that helps.

10. I’m so excited to sleep in tomorrow. I can’t sleep super late because I have hours of homework and I’m going out tomorrow night, but I will love not hearing an alarm at 5:30. Happy, happy thoughts…and on that note, I’m off to bed.

what a crazy week!!!

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I don’t know that I have ever been as busy as I was the last week of my life. Interestingly, I was also very happy. I love how those too things tend to go together. I’m still not functioning at 100%, but I’m feeling much better. I’d really like my voice back all the way, but at least I can talk now.

Here’s the abridged version of my week (and a little). My head receptionist went on indefinite leave on Wednesday. She’s the only other full-time support staff person where I work…which means that I now have to open and close and that I’m more short-staffed than I already was. It’s interesting as I’ve gotten older how I’ve grown up. Honestly, as an undergrad working at BYU I was kind of flakey at times, but now being flakey just isn’t an option and not just because I don’t have someone there to cover me, but because it just isn’t.

I digress. Anyway, I lost Anna and I was already down one part-time person and another part-time person is out of the country until next week…so, in the morning hours I am doing alone what four of us are usually doing. I have to say that I did a pretty good job, though (with a little overtime). The other thing that happened this week is that I started classes. Back to school I go…and I love it this time around (or so far). I’m taking a course in literature (replacing a really bad grade), accounting and a consulting class where we work on real problems with real corporations. I don’t know why I didn’t take accounting as an undergrad because I love it. I am my father’s daughter.

And I’m totally off my training schedule because I’ve been so sick, but today I was determined to get back on it…so I ran seven miles. I hate getting older. My body is not what it used to be. I hurt in places I didn’t used to know could hurt. Aging is not fun, and I’m only 29!!!

So, there’s the travel log of my week. Of course I have commentaries, but they will have to wait for another day. Oh, and the pics on here don’t go with the entry…they’re from Christmas…but I struggle to get pictures downloaded. And yes, I’m still angry that I spent so much money on a camera that I gave to the ex-fiance and I still have my ginormous digital that I purchased five years ago. Oh, the stupid things we do when we think we’re in love.

missing part of me…

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So, I went back to work today. Not that I was very useful. I have no voice (well, I can get some sounds out if I use all the energy I have…at the end of one sentence, I get lightheaded). And of course, the head receptionist was sick today, too (morning sickness…just one more reason to be okay being single). One of the counselors, Dawn, helped me out and answered phones. I wouldn’t have made it through the day without her.

It’s weird to have no voice, especially for someone as chatty as I am. Today was so hard. I wanted to talk. I wanted to help people. I just couldn’t. And getting lightheaded with every sentence…that’s no fun at all. Not that I have ever had the inclination to smoke, but today I really thought about how miserable it would be to not be able to talk, not be able to express myself verbally. I mean, I would still be able to write, but I love my voice. It’s only been four or five days, but I miss talking on the phone. I miss singing. I miss laughing. I miss my voice. I love my voice. That along with my eyes and my legs; my three favorite things about myself. (Okay, I like my smile, too.)

I know this is just temporary, but have you ever thought about what your life would be like if you could talk? Would you start to forget the sound of your voice? When I think something to myself, it’s always in my voice, but would my “inner voice” start to change? A person‘s voice is so much a part of who they are.

This guy, who shall remain nameless, once told me that I had a skinny voice…which led to a conversation that I don’t feel the need to repeat. What does that mean? A skinny voice? Is there such a thing as a fat voice? Anyway, my point, I would miss my voice.

So, for me, take the opportunity today (or tomorrow) and sing out loud, call someone and tell them you love them and just listen to your words, hear how they sound. Enjoy the sound of your own laughter. And if you are reading this, and you can’t, I’m sorry, but I bet you have some pretty amazing facial expressions.