Probably Time

Here's what's been going on as of late:


Baby chickens are now giant chickens.



Storms a-brewin'


Album covers


Girls who love rocks




Chicken coop constructing

en bref.

Admission Decision

I keep checking and rechecking. BYU Graduate Admission Decision/Enrollment. Huh? Are they sure they admitted me? Was there some mistake?

And every time I recheck, the answer remains the same.

I got accepted to the MSW program!

Chicks

Look at the new addition to Greg's room.

I'm Qualified to Satisfy You

Sometimes you've just got to love internet radio, and grooveshark.com is the quintessential internet radio in my opinion. You can pull up loads of songs you never thought you could previously listen to on the internet; you can skip them; you can smile about them; and so forth. So I've been trying to get into the holiday spirit, and thus started creating some Christmas playlists. I put the typical Sufjan Stevens Christmas music and thought, (thought bubble) "I love Joy to the World" by Sufjan Stevens, I'll see what songs come up when I select this song for my grooveshark radio." Radio button. Click. Here's what followed.

Curtis Mayfield - Break It Down
Barry White - I'm Qualified to Love You
Trevor Gordon Hall - Auld Lang Syne (the New Years Song)
Gene Kelly - Singing in the Rain
Stevie Wonder - My Cherie Amour
Versant - Out of Touch DEMO
Tori Amos - Smells Like Teen Spirit

You give them a listen. What do you think? Related to "Joy to the World" by Sufjan?

Merry Christmas! Bring some joy to the world by breaking it down, making this Christmas smell like teen spirit, and making sure that special one knows you're qualified to love them.*

Love,
Heather


*Please, play the Barry White song for them.

Il y a des gens qui n'auraient jamais été amoreux s'ils n'avaient jamais entendu parler de l'amour.
- La Rochefoucault

blogging

Blogging: I used to be better. Now I am horrid. But maybe I'll take it up again. That could do me some good - creating some writing, some lists, maybe some photos. Here's a little of how my weekend went.

Trip to Moab

• On the road at 2:05 with Meg, Greg, and Michael
  
• Made it to Colorful Colorado before we realized we didn't take the right turn.
• Michael's laptop battery lasted the entire trip - music the whole time!
• Great company - fascinating conversations
• Found a stop sign that says WHOA and an old school/church yard
  
• No campgrounds, though we checked out a few
• Made the trip to Moab in about 6 hours instead of 3 1/2 or so (despite the fact that there was definitely speeding involved).
• Met two people in the womens' bathroom in Moab - Kirk who was yelled at by one of the worker women for walking in, "NO NO NOOOOOOO, THAT'S THE WOMENS' BATHROOM!!!" and Laurie (who I know through Josh and hadn't seen for 3 years, except for last week when I ran into her twice in the SWKT). Laurie and Kirk were both part of our party.
• Available campsite eventually located in the dark!
• Dutch oven deliciousness by Greg- got eaten about 9 pm by this time we were out of stomach growls, our bodies had already run out of them. But it was a hit! Even a kangaroo rat/mouse wanted some.
• Campfire songs, scary stories, games, and laughs.
• Sleeping out under the stars in my mummy bag
  
• 4 am drizzling, everyone's awake, the boys are jumping up and moving everything from the table into the cars (a 2 minute walk, probably a shorter jog), girls are chilling/confused and therefore chilling in their sleeping bags on the foam pads watching the boys run around like madmen to get things in cars. They return. The rain has stopped. Greg and Michael opt for the tent that was previously unoccupied. Luke stays put 15 feet away from our huddle. Kirk moves onto the girl's foam pads.
  
• Dog in the early-morning hours. Sniifff sniiiiffffing around our campsite.
• Discovered how beautiful our campsite was - red rock, jabba the hutt surroundings.
• Saw 20 jeeps in a row - maybe more
  
• Delicate arch: one man was taking photos with a teddy bear so that the teddy bear would be ; he was not a native English speaker; another woman was doing an arch with her body - yoga moves - Meg therefore followed suit in our group photo
• Climbed all over that red rock!
• Made Kirk explain lots of geological information like green sediment, fault lines, and salt deposits.
• Petroglyphs
• Great music again!
• Mushroom and Swiss burger at the Lizard Cafe on Main Street next to the classy t-shirt and dress stores. Dirt shirt. And floral grandma dresses.
  
• Traffic held up on our depart. Why? There were women on horses herding cows across the road.
• We encountered rain and snow, sweated and shivered
• Passed the Pillow Talk Hotel
• Sang-yelled some Cranberries at the top of our lungs
  
• Missed pre-game traffic
  

Choose This Day

Welcome to my life: Figuring out how to manage my time.

Bloggins

Summer 2009 - Brief Recap

butter

I'm not sure what it is about Hathaways and storing things in the car. I can forgive the bottled water, stethoscopes, maps, freezer bags, however there are times where logic escapes me. Remember back in 12th grade when I found an entire melted stick of butter in my glove compartment? Or perhaps the can of exploded Cherry Coca-Cola in the compartment between the seats? I do.

Well, last night around 12 am, I slipped my cell phone into a harmless little compartment in my mother's car. When a text came my way, I dragged that little technological skipping stone out by its charging cord, and slipped it into my hand. Yes, slipped because I soon discovered that the once sleek design was significantly sleeker. Butter-in-compartments-in-my-car round 2 anyone?

Calf on the Bangerter highway today!

suspenders

I bet that man thought he was the only one wearing suspenders today on campus.

back

Well, I've debated and debated it, and I think I ought to take up blogging again.

J.K. Rowling Fairy Tales

This might be of interest.

This Is Real!

what if

What if your name were Maya, and it was pronounced Mah-YA! (like sushi-YA!) ?

beret

After weeks of searching for my blasted beret - in real life, at Forever21 and similar stores - today I made a breakthrough. I found it online!

why?

Why is it that the moment you start crying in a deserted-for-the-holidays university department, a second-language student suddenly appears and needs to use a stapler?

Abby Puts On Sunglasses

By the time I get home there will be another niece the same age as her.

3 Weeks!

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

-e. e. cummings