So after a very long break, I am back on the blog. I mean to write more, but it takes a while.

Wedding plans are good, as far as I know. Just a few things left to take care of, and I will be good to go. School is almost done, and I expect excellent grades, as always.

And I am kinda antsy waiting around for things to happen.

Today my entomology lab went almost an hour overtime. Standing for 3 hours is not fun. And I really don’t care much about bees.

It is spring today. We have this cool weed up here–I think it might be a wild iris, but it’s a tiny white or purple flower in the lawn and it smells delicious.

It’s not technically spring yet. Up here in Logan we still have a foot of snow on the ground in places. But today it was warm and sunny. Joe and I went out on a long walk. Spring is the best time of year, when you can shake off the months of dark and cold, and go outside in bare feet again. I’m excited.

So I got a new job this week. I wasn’t really looking for a job, but out of mostly habit, I looked on my departments web page and found a posting for an internship at the Cache County Extension, so I called, talked to him, and by Friday afternoon I was hired.

I have two other jobs, but with both of them combined I get less then five hours, so I should have plenty of time for this new job. And if it doesn’t work out, I’m quitting my research job.

So this job is working in extension doing three things 1)working with community gardens. That was my internship last summer. 2)master garden/other outreach programs, and 3)random stuff. I’m really excited, I think I’m well qualified and I get to start tomorrow.

Having fun doesn’t always entitle going out and doing something “fun.” Sometimes I actually think that isn’t a drop of fun.

Fun is laughing, and randomly dancing, and making jokes while you work. Fun is learning from and associating with other people, and making someone a little bit more happy. Fun is finally finishing what you need to get done, and realizing you did a lot that day.

Last night I went to a presentation by a professor, who talked about sustainable landscaping. I re-fell in love with my major, and wanted to learn more and do more. Lately, I’ve been kinda wondering why I’m going to school, besides the fact that I should. I re-realized that I really love the field I am in, and I can do a lot of good with it. I don’t ever want to stop learning about my field. I love it.

I also started my research project yesterday. It’s very interesting–I do all the manual labor, but I have a lot of fun doing it.

So this Friday, I went to work for the second time and spent two hours sifting compost. To many that might sound miserable but I enjoyed it.

Why? Well, school is always there with a million things to study and no real end. It takes a lot of effort and brain power. And then I went and for a couple hours, I didn’t have to think about school, or actually think about much at all. I could just play with dirt. And when I was done, that was it. It’s a wonderful break. I wouldn’t want to do it all the time, but once in a while it is nice to have a task that is easy and you can do without thinking just to break up all the bookwork.

I watch TV and movies too much. I’m probably far under the national average, but I still think I waste my time sitting and doing nothing. A lot of movies and TV shows I watch, I don’t even really like, but simply watch because I’m tired or bored.

Fun, for me, is hardly ever TV. I do like an occasional good movie. But I’d rather do things like hike or snowshoe, and read. Friday night, I went to some hot springs with a bunch of friends. That was fun. Then Saturday morning, I went snowshoeing with Joe, and finished a book. Also fun. That night I watched TV. Not fun at all.

by Penelope Stokes 

This book was the best book I’ve read in a very long time, if not my favorite book ever. Short summary–four girls put there dreams in a blue bottle at the beginning of the depression and a reporter finds it in modern days, tracks down all the girls and finds out there stories.

The book is all about how we might have dreams for ourselves, but God also has a plan for us that is different then what we would plan. Every one of the girls was able to draw nearer to God and have a fulfilling life, but not one followed their original dreams like they planned.

It’s good. Read it.  

So the furious winds and pelting snow today convinced our school officials that they might as well cancel school. But only the night classess for today. Still…kinda cool. I would hate to be outside now. I was walking home from my last class, and could hardly get my head up enough to see where I was going. I think it’s finally clearing up a little, looking outside.