Major Things TO DO in the Next 7 Days!

In mostly chronological order:

• Regional YSA Activity--prepare food, prepare presentation present France, dinner & dance


• Move furniture from a friend's place to mine


• Create entire Art Interdisciplinary Unit (worth 15% of my final grade) & present it, and finish organizing Lesson Plan Box (also 15%)


• Create EAS Website for all my semester's labs, lesson plans, resources, book reviews,and so forth, and finish my 2nd teaching lesson packet.


• Finish up last EAS minicourse and take the exam (this with the website constitutes 35% of my final grade)


• Two final lesson plans for Literacy (and I still don't have books for them yet)


• Two final tutoring reports for Literacy


• Take-Home Test for Literacy


• Email All Literacy lesson plans for the semester, along with artifacts, to Kristin for website


• Do laundry, clean my room, and find a place to stay for two weeks between our wedding receptions and our move-in date!


• Premarital OBGYN visit


• Temple Trip


• Make favors for wedding reception, or whatever else I can do in the next 3 1/2 weeks!

HELP ME!!! :)

It's not really all that bad, it's just awful now. After this week, I have almost nothing to do during "dead week" or finals week, and then it's off to D.C. to get hitched, then off to Vancouver to honeymoon, then back for receptions and a few weeks of bumming off people until we move into our new apartment and I start summer classes!

I'm exhausted already, and I haven't even started yet. :(

I HEART Filipino Food!

Paul took me to a Filipino buffet in Chicago on Saturday night, where I tried many amazing foods, most of which I don't even remember the names of anymore. The picture above is lumpia, which I could eat all day every day and never get tired of! Definitely not the healthiest thing, but SOOOOOO tasty. I also had steak in ginger, soy sauce, and onions; pancit something or other; adobe chicken; and of course Halo Halo as a dessert that was too big for my stomach! I want to learn how to cook! (For real...recipes just don't count!) I'm glad I'm marrying into a Filipino/Lebanese family that has such mad skills and such diverse tastes! I will never want for flavor again in my life!

What the RANDOM? :)

I love it, no one writes for a week and then I go away for two days and suddenly everyone's written and posted pictures two or three times! SO much fun to read everyone else's stories and see pictures of how quickly their families and such are growing up...or just growing, period. Yay!

As for myself, I have three things to say. First of all, I taught a science lesson today that totally sucked. Just about awful, painful, and disastrous, and a dozen other words just like it. I blame the school, though. I prepared, I kept my cool, but if a school is dark and cold and loud and mean then how else are kids supposed to act but like awful, hateful little meanie heads who won't listen even after you yell? *Sigh* I love my job.

Secondly, today I mysteriously won a bridal gift package, and after I go to the meeting on Thursday I can tell you more, but basically it looks like I have a three-day, two-night vacation for two and a $1,000 grocery gift card! Pay that tithing, people! Seriously!

Lastly, my little brother's 7th birthday is this Saturday, and I have a super-fun and super-cheap present idea to pass along to those with young children (or who are kids at heart yourselves!). In small, microwave-safe cups, melt crayons. Get out an old muffin tin, and pour some of the melted colors into the tins in a variety of combinations--like yellow & blue, pink & purple, that sort of thing. Swirl the crayon around a little to make fun designs. Let the crayons cool and harden into disks, and pop 'em out of the tins. Tada! You have crazy crayons of your own design! If you want, use a straw or some other large and hollow thing to make a hole in the middle and use yarn or ribbon to tie them up onto something...I'm using push-pins in the cork board so he'll have an easy way to hang 'em, but of course he's 7, not 3, so that's okay for him. It's super fun and less that $2 to make, and for a little artist like Lukey it's a memorable gift!

Some Engagement Pics!

We FINALLY got around to taking our engagement pics, and I'm quite pleased with them. It was a rainy Saturday, late afternoon, which was perfect for the lighting! Here's a sampling of some of my favorites:

My Angels

When I was a youngster, I used to have this thing about angels. Call it a hobby, collection, obsession, or whatever you will. I used to snatch up anything and everything I could that related in any way to angels, from figurines to TV shows to books (oh, the books!) to pictures and posters...there was an angel in every corner of my room, on every shelf, just in case...

Today, I've completely lost any desire to seek out those "angelic" things by name, although I do love Willowtree angels and I still have a few leftovers from yesteryear. But I still seek after things that are so good and so pure that they can only be called angelic. :) Today's lesson in relief society focused on the recent conference talk by Elder Holland, "The Ministry of Angels," and talked about the angels in our lives. The following is a shout-out to the three most memorable angels that came to mind today:

(1) My JAG angels. Many, many years ago, when I was having financial problems and all-around stressed out by things going on at home (which was then 1500 miles away from where I went to school), I got addicted to the TV show JAG, as well as an online discussion forum full of middle-aged women who also loved it. Not only were these women, only one of whom ever exchanged real names with me, consoling, comforting, guiding, and heavily into prayer, but twice they found out my address and sent me a money gram to pay for my rent. They insisted that they remain anonymous, and that the only debt I owed was to be payed forward. I no longer visit that discussion board, but every once in a while I remember my JAG angels who reminded me how good people can be.

(2) My young women's president. She was just one of those women, as were all of my young women's leaders, really, that you can only describe by comparing to an angel. It's not that she did any one particularly grand thing. She just fulfilled her calling with everything she had and was genuinely in love with all of us. Because of her, many of us are still good friends today, still active in the church, and have someone to look up to and remember her advice when things go awry elsewhere in our lives.

(3) The temple workers at the Nauvoo temple this past week. I took out my own endowment on Wednesday, and it was the most awesome thing ever. I want to go back, and back, and back! But the temple workers really outdid themselves with their caring, hugging, speaking kindness to calm my anxieties, and all around sweetness. It wasn't even just the temple workers! Everyone in that room played some part in helping me when I had no idea what to do or say next, and I felt like a celebrity in the halls after it was over for how many people came up to shake my hand and congratulate me and thank ME for letting them be a part of my special day!

There are more, of course. I have had and I have seen some extraordinarily angelic people who have been teachers, visiting/home teachers, mothers, and friends. I realized something during our lesson today. For the most part, the people who I would describe as angelic are people who magnify their callings. Really MAGNIFY them, make them bigger and clearer, pay attention to the details, go the extra mile. The opportunities to serve in meaningful ways come only when we're already serving where we are asked, and I haven't been very good at that myself lately. It really makes me want to be better in my calling so that I can be an angel to someone else someday.

Dinner for Two, thanks to Earth Space Sciences

I got an email from my EAS (Earth/Atmospheric Sciences) professor today congratulating me on getting a 100% on my latest exam. Considering I got a B- with the curve on the first one, I had studied extra hard and made sure that I understood this material way better than the first. These tests are tough and apparently no one does very well on them, even though they are worth 60% of our final grades. So a 100% is a big deal--big enough that it won me a dinner for two at a restaurant of my choosing! :) Hmm...where should I go? Suggestions, anyone?

Birthdays

Here is a preview of the first section, "Birthdays," which are on my mind because it's March and only 4 days until my own...which I keep forgetting...

BIRTHDAYS

Why would we note a birthday at all unless we intended to celebrate it? Birthdays, especially some, serve as “rites of passage” and reminders to all of us about the miracle of life. The miracles of our lives. We gather together the people that are most important to us and we feel, for one day out of the year, what we already know the other 364—that we matter to someone, that our lives have a purpose, that we are of worth, and that life is in itself something worth celebrating.
That being said, children and adults often expect too much out of their special days. Life is expensive and stressful enough without huge, elaborate parties that set you back a ridiculous amount of money, or presents that are over-the-top expensive and that will only get broken or traded or forgotten in the competition of “the next big thing.” Trying to outdo yourself on the cakes, the presents, the decorations, the activities, the number of friends, the favors…year after year after year…child after child after child…sooner or later, you’re going to crack. And then the birthdays, and the children who need to celebrate them, are the ones who will suffer.
So how do you party hardy while keeping your cool and teaching your children to denounce the materialistic trends of the day?

(1) Set a budget. When the child is old enough to work through the details with you, let them in on the action. Teaching kids how much things cost and letting them make choices about what’s most important on those special days is the best way to make sure that you both keep any parties within reason.

(2) Have “special” birthdays with more money in the budget. Growing up, our big birthday parties were at 8, 12, and 16, which worked out wonderfully because those are big birthdays in the Church. (My 8th translated into a 9th because of an ice storm, but I did eventually get it.) I still, with my awful memory, remember those parties vividly because I anticipated them for years instead of weeks.

(3) Provide siblings with a small amount of cash ($5-$10) and access to your ideas and your craft cupboard so they can hand-make thoughtful, creative gifts without spending all your money. (See the section on “ARTS & CRAFTS” for ideas.) Work on these gifts in advance so that no one is rushing around at the last minute and ends up making shoddy presents. Also, make this budget something they have to earn by doing special projects or favors around the house.

(4) Get creative with a themed party. Don’t be afraid to go over-the-top with your ideas, and then find inexpensive substitutes or avenues to make those ideas a reality. Incorporate them into not only the décor, but activities and cakes and costumes and music. You can do a lot for an idea with just a few willing hands.

(5) Learn to make cakes. Invest in a few amazing cake pans and a few essential tips for icing decoration, then have at it! Themed cakes for themed parties will be remembered for so long and are way more affordable if you learn to make and decorate them yourself.

(6) Make at least one gift a book, every time. Children will not learn to love to read if they don’t have that example at home, and they won’t value a good story if it’s just thrown at them haphazardly. Find books by your child’s favorite author, or in their favorite genre, or get recommendations from booklists or other parents, but however you discover the perfect book for their perfect day, make sure to get them one. Every child should have a small library of their own favorite books to escape in, even if they don’t think so yet themselves. As an educator, I've learned that few things affect a child's literacy more than their literary environment at home.

(7) Celebrate birthday week! It doesn’t have to be anything elaborate—at most a dollar a day. But find something small you can do every day to build up the excitement and to let your child (or husband!) know that you remember them well in advance of their actual birthday. Give them full control of the menu that week. Leave a note at the foot of their beds so they wake up to loving words. Send them a letter in the mail with a clue about some of their presents. Exempt them from chores for the week. Whatever you do, make it their week.

(8) Always take pictures. Chances are good that a few years down the line, you’ll have so many birthdays under your belt that they will all bleed into one another. So take pictures and scrapbook them within the month for your child’s scrapbook to keep those memories alive.

(9) Make thank-you cards together. Teach your children how to show appreciation early by making and sending out thank-you cards to family, friends, and others who somehow contributed to their special day.

The Mom Book

I've decided to start a new book, which I am entitling "The Mom Book." My thoughts lately have been turned to motherhood, particularly in the form of memories of my mom when I was little. There are so few memories with her in them. We never got along. We were too much alike, and too independent, to have the other involved. And there were too many secrets we were both afraid of exposing...her son that she had to give away, my deepest fears about myself. But she was a wonderful mother. The older I get, the more I realize how blessed I was to have the mother I had, to have the memories and the growing pains and the experiences I've had, and I've learned that motherhood, like any part of life, is a combination of learning from the past and living in the present. I'm sure the future is mixed in there somewhere, but I choose to ignore it. I dream enough as it is. :)

So here is the introduction to my lifetime journal/novel, The Mom Book. I will probably be posting several of my thoughts over the years at random on this blog wall, and many more thoughts will be recorded in due time on the wonderful technology I'm cradling in my lap. My brainchild is my only child at present. But we all have so many more stories and wisdoms and dreams to share than any of us have time to tell of, so if the stories and dreams and wisdoms seem random and disconnected at times, understand that it is because I am trying to catch with my bare hands a few grains of sand in a strong undercurrent that has carved the shape of an entire lifetime. Understand, too, that this book is really written just for me. Your mom book will be just as different as we are.

INTRODUCTION

What on earth is a mom book? Well, think back to your own mother. All those years of kindness, sacrifice, love, exasperation, wishing, tears, play, and work—and how many times did she throw her hands up in the air and exclaim how she wished that even just one of you came with an instruction manual? Well, this is for your mom, and her mom, and every mother that has ever lived. But most importantly, it is for you. It is the instruction manual to end all instruction manuals, complete with personal anecdotes, quotations, goal-setting, brilliant ideas, and of course flops, foibles, and mistakes of so many moms of yesteryear. It is the roadmap to motherhood as the Wonder Woman that you already are, and the slap-in-the-face or the chill-pill that you so desperately need when you demand perfection now, now, now! It is a gentle, and sometimes not-so-gentle, reminder that life is made up of big and small moments that only come around once in a lifetime. But if you do it right, once is enough.

Writing Club 3/11/09--If Walls Could Talk

It’s a dark and stormy night, and the Darland sisters have just returned from a WalMart Run for pudding, chips and salsa, and other wonderful yummy goodnesses. Celeste has bought yet another picture frame, not really knowing yet what she will put inside, but she decides to put it up anyway. In the aftermath of a particularly bad (and oh-so-good) thunder clash, the Darland girls suddenly get the eerie feeling that they are not alone, that even the walls have eyes and ears…

MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Ow!”
CELESTE: “Did you say something, Charissa?”
CHARISSA: “No, I thought you said ‘ow’ because you hit your thumb with that hammer.”
CELESTE: “No, I just hammered. Strange.”
CHARISSA: “Maybe that flash of lightning hit something outside, and it cried out…in…pain…”
CELESTE: “Yeah…okay…” (Shrugs shoulders and continues hammering.)
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “OW! STOP THAT!”
CELESTE: (Jumps back from the wall.) “Umm…Charissa?”
CHARISSA: (Joining Celeste) “No, that was definitely NOT me.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Of course it wasn’t you. It was me.”
CELESTE: “And you are…”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Don’t you recognize me? We’ve known each other for so very long.”
CELESTE: “Um….exactly how long?”
CHARISSA: (Whispering) “I think that voice is coming from behind that wall.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “I AM the wall!”
CHARISSA & CELESTE: “What? Wait, what?”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “I said, I AM the wall!”
CELESTE: “You’re on the ball?”
CHARISSA: “You jam the mall?”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “No, no, no, I AM the wall! W-A-L-L. Wall.”
CELESTE: “Well, wall, this is awkward.”
CHARISSA: “And uncomfortable.”
CELESTE: “That’s repetitive.”
CHARISSA: “And redundant.”
CELESTE: “That’s repetitive.”
CHARISSA: “And redundant.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “STOP it already! I am the WALL, and I want you to stop poking holes in my side! It hurts and makes me feel icky inside.”1
CELESTE: (Putting down the hammer) “Oh, well, I’m terribly sorry. I didn’t know.”
CHARISSA: “We’ve never talked to a wall before.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “That’s a lie.”
CHARISSA: “Excuse me?”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “That’s a lie. You’ve talked to walls before.”
CELESTE: “Ha! You talk to walls?”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “No, you do.”
CELESTE: “SHHHHH! You don’t know anything…”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Oh, yes, I do. In fact, I know everything.”
CHARISSA: “Walls don’t have brains, how do they know anything?”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Lots of people don’t have any brains, either, but they still claim to know stuff.”
CELESTE: “But they do have brains.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “But not really.”
CHARISSA: “And those people don’t know anything. So why are you comparing yourself to them?”
CELESTE: “Your analogy is breaking down fast, Mr. Wall.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Nevermind that. Anyway, I do know everything, at least everything that goes on on my insides. And why do you assume I’m a male?”
CELESTE: “You sound like a male.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Maybe I have a cold.”
CHARISSA: “It IS a little chilly in here.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “No, I said I HAVE a cold, not that I AM cold.”
CELESTE: “You don’t have a body, so how can you get sick?”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “Lots of people don’t have a body, but they still claim to get sick.”
CELESTE & CHARISSA: (Pause.) “That makes no sense.”
CHARISSA: “I think we got a weird wall.”
CELESTE: “I think you’re right, little sister.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “No, no! I’m not weird. I’m just…a little square.”
CHARISSA: “Now you’re making jokes like my dad.”
SETH: (from far, far away) “YOU CAN NEVER REPLACE MY FATHER!”
CELESTE: “Wow. That was weird.”
MYSTERIOUS VOICE: “You are all a little off. But highly entertaining. But very frustrating.”
CHARISSA: “YOU ARE A MORE OF A ONE!”
CELESTE: (To Charissa) “I’m going to keep hammering. This wall isn’t worth talking to.”

75 Days!

75 days until my wedding! AAAHHHH! I'm excited and terrified, because there is SO MUCH to do still and I'm trying not to be a stress case...

Yesterday was pure bliss. I did nothing. Not a thing, all morning or afternoon, but watch reruns of my favorite TV shows and play games and not think about school or homework or wedding plans or church responsibilities or anything at all. Then, in the evening, Paul and I went over to my parents' house to get a few wedding things in order, but this was the stuff that they were handling mostly so my input was just opinions. Paul got to play with the kids and the puppies and I got some much-needed assistance in preparing for the temple (which is only 17 days away!). It was SO NICE to just breathe again and remember that everything I'm doing has a point, and a goal, and that even though they are important things that I do have to put 100% of myself into, they are the means to an end. The end I want involves so much more than all of this.

I totally love my husband-to-be, he is my very best friend in the whole entire universe and the coolest cat around, he will do anything for me and anything with me and I love the person that he is! And in 75 days he will be all mine for all time! :) How did I get so lucky?