I just went blog crazy today! I have another blog that I created a while ago with the intention of using it as a "drawing board" for my architectural designs and ideas, but have just never gotten around to doing anything on it. But rather than work on homework tonight while I'm at work I decided to update the blogs. So lucky for you, you get new posts to read and even a new blog to check out. The link to the other blog is on the right of the screen under the "links" heading
Bob only lasted two days. We had some warmer temperatures which made him tilt and eventually crumble to pieces as he hit the ground. But luckily Kelly was able to get some better quality pictures of him in the daytime. I would get a photo of the aftermath of Bob, but the rainstorms we had come through a couple of days ago took care of pretty much all the snow we had accumulated, including Bob. 
I thought I would give a quick update on the end of semester for me, but the semester hasn't ended yet. However, I feel like I'm done because I just presented my studio project today and that is by far the biggest load off my shoulders as far as the end of the semester goes. I've also finished my steel construction class so this semester is, for all intents and purposes, over. Well, except for the set of construction drawings I need to do in my AutoCAD class and the landscape architecture portfolio for my site design class. But those won't be that hard. Anyway, so far my project in studio went well. In my critique/presentation they really thought that everything sounded good from my presentation and that the drawing read well. They offered some good feedback on the overall form of the building but going into detail here won't really help if you can't see what I'm writing about. Finally in my steel class I'm not sure what my grade was on the final exam but overall I ended up with an A. I'll let you know how my other classes turn out.
So as I was finishing up that last blog I realized that it was a bit of a downer. So I thought I'd do a bit of a more light-hearted post now...just a few quick things that have been making Brian and I laugh lately!
Dainen Peterson (and Elise and Jaaron too)
One of the new apartment coordinator couples this year are the coolest people ever. We LOVE them. We also love their little boy Dainen. He is a super cutie! Not only is he cute though but he also has the sweetest personality. We usually get to sit next to them at church and Dainen is just so funny with his snacking. Just this last Sunday we came in a few minutes late (which is very unusual for us of course) and went to sit next to them. When we got there I gave Dainen a quick wave and he looked up and gave me the sweetest wave and then crawled over his parents to come sit with me and Brian. We fed him cheerios the entire time which of course makes us pals and played games with Brian and his funny faces. Dainen is just a super cute and fun kid who brightens my day. To describe him I'll relay a story Jaaron told us. Dainen was at swim lessons. Things were going well. Then at one point the swim instructor looked over a Dainen. He pointed at her with his finger and then motioned for her to come over with his fingers. To me that is the funniest image. This little kid pointing at an adult and having such authority to have them come over to him. It don't know about you but it cracked-me-up!
Evie Rippy (and her parents too)
Another person that's got me giggling everyday is little Miss Evie Rippy. She's just the sweetest little girl who can give the best smiles. Stacey and Jeff are kind enough to let me steal her whenever I go over there. She's just a little bundle of joy. She's my girl. We love to go over there and play with her, and if ever she's a fussy I just sing the Nutmeg library to her and she quites down (possibly to shut me up) but it works so who cares. The way I feel about Evie can be summed up by a quote from Elliot on Scrubs "I'm gonna go hold the crap outta that baby."
So, yes, there may be a pattern. But it's no secret that I love babies. And since it will be awhile until Brian and I allow ourselves to have one of our own, I will be using and abusing (in a loving way) these two sweet angels.
There are other things in my life that are good and happy, but most of them have to do with Chemistry and my daily expanded knowledge of the subject...which is boring to most people. Just wanted to let you all know that while things are a little boring and kind of sad around here sometimes, there are lots of good things going on too!
This Friday I went and visited with Skip Paznokas (yup, that's his name) he's the guy in charge of science majors who want to teach high school sciences. I had heard about this opportunity at another university called a Masters in Teaching and wanted to see if it was an option here at WSU.
Basically a Masters in Teaching is the golden ticket for me...the cake with all the icing on top. With a MIT (that's short for Masters in Teaching) I would be able to get a BS in Chemistry, without having to take all those crappy, waste of time (no offense to any Ed. Majors out there) education classes, and then spend one concentrated year earning my teaching credentials and wind up in the end with not only a BS in Chemistry but a Masters degree to boot. I'll be it it's not a masters in Chemistry but that doesn't matter, just the fact that it's a masters in anything is enough to make me more marketable and bump me up a pay grade. I will be doing a Chemistry Endorsement for my MIT which means I have to take one more Biochemistry class (the lab corresponding with the lecture I took) and then I'll be set. Skip also recommended doing a general science endorsement, so that I can teach other classes too. But he said that I can always add on endorsements as I go. This was good news because the general science endorsement would require I take more classes than I really have time for...classes like astrology, and geology and who has time for those?1?!
So this is good news and bad news. It means that I definitely know what I'm going to do with my life and have laid out the breadcrumbs to follow the right path but it also means that I'm definitely going to be in school for five...count em' people...five more semesters. Which sucks. I'm really ready to be done with school now. I'm tired of the constant studying and the endless string of busy days and no fun. But don't start panicking now people...I will not give up. I (well, Brian had a part in it too) have made this decision to get my degree and not give up until it's finished, so I'm not going to give up. I promise. It just feels sometimes like we're stuck in this no-man's-land between being kids and being adults. Because no matter how old I am, if I'm still in school somehow it doesn't really feel like I've grown up. And I want to grow up, I really do. I want to finally get out of this state of being and become that person I was destined to be. It just appears that it is going to take me a little bit longer than expected.
But that's okay, because when I'm all done with this it will be worth it. Stacey and I were talking about all this is other day and she said "just think about all the paper work you and Brian will be hanging on your walls...". And so I guess I can hang it all up on my walls, and looking at it I'll be able to remember and (hopefully) be happy about the journey that I took in getting there.
In case you've been wondering, Kelly and I are still alive. Yes, we have been busy. No, we haven't been so busy we couldn't have written a post here and there. No, we haven't forgotten about you all. School is going well, except for all the homework we have to do. Kelly wins here because my homework consists of, in her opinion, drawing pictures and playing on the computer while Kelly's consists of MathCAD and P-Chem. Anyway, I thought I'd just take 5 minutes and write a quick post to let you all know we are ok. But if you have more time you want to spend thinking about how cool I am, check out this website: http://www.courtyardhousing.org/. This is the project I'm working on in my studio class and therefore accounts for about 50% of my day, everyday.
I got this respose back from the DOL office the other day. It's nice to know that somebody took the time to write me back and also to make sure the District Manager knows about it. Now I'm kindof scared to go in and get my license.
Dear Mr. Henry:
Thank you for your recent letter to Director Liz Luce. I have been
asked to respond to your concerns
Providing prompt, courteous and professional customer service is very
important to the Department of Licensing. It is also extremely important
for us to know when our customer service is not meeting our own
expectations. Please accept our apology because it appears very clearly
that you did not receive adequate customer service in this situation. If
there were some sort of system failure regardless of the time of day we
should have simply re-entered the information and completed the
transaction if we had all the requisite items. That would have been the
normal procedure for our offices.
The information in your email is being shared with the District Manager
Jeff Rew for the Pullman Driver Licensing Office. He will be working
with the supervisor and staff at the Pullman office on the customer
service issues you raised. This should raise awareness and encourage a
change in the quality of customer service at the office. I am also
asking that you contact Jeff directly at (509) 921-2313 or via email at
jrew@dol.wa.gov.
Again, thank you for your letting us know of your experience with the
Pullman office. Your comments are very important to us. We look forward
to providing you with quality customer service in the future and hope
that you will let us know of your future experiences with this or any of
our offices.
Sincerely,
Kathy Eberle
Administrator
Driver Examining
Cc: Liz Luce, Director
Myke Gable, Acting Assistant Director
Jeff Rew, District Manager
It isn't totally official yet, but . . . I got accepted into third year! I went onto the U of I registration page just to see if they've opened up third-year studio for registration, they had, I checked the box next to one of the sections, clicked "register" and voila! I'm registered. I haven't gotten an acceptance letter in the mail, except for my two false alarms (the College of Art and Architecture Dean's List acceptance letter, and the College of Letters, Arts and Social Sciences Dean's List acceptance letter). I'm not the only one that has figured this out yet because when I registered the only section with an instructor listed was full with 3 on the wait list, plus the other two sections had 3 and 4 registered respectively but their instructors are TBA.
I went in to the DOL today to get a Washington drivers license. And I don't have a drivers license. I was a good customer and had all the documents I needed and they appreciated that, they told me so, but apparently not enough to fulfill their job descriptions. I walked into the office at 2:20, ten minutes before closing. They started my application, after complaining about the time a little bit and how they had plans for when they got off work of course. We were making great time, since I had all the right documents, they issued me the eye test (I passed) and then their computer crashed. Now the lady helping me starts pushing buttons like crazy, a few f3's maybe an f5, but to no avail. Finally with a ctrl + alt + delete she restarted the computer. After rebooting and finding that the application wasn't saved she handed me back my documents and said to come back on Tuesday, but don't expect to walk in at 5 and get it done because Tuesday is their busiest day. I explain that that's not really an option because I work and I don't get back to Pullman until 4:30 (and that's not in any condition to take a photo where people will be forced to identify me from). However, the women "helping" me insisted that she was planning on already being in the car on her way to the bank so I'd have to come back some other day. Anyway, I left (looking quite disgusted) and came home drivers license-less. When I got home I wrote a nice e-mail to the director of the DOL stating my complaint that their employees who are supposed to work in a customer-centered environment and give great customer service, are actually creating a self-centered environment worrying about not logging overtime hours and not actually serving the customers. But even with all of that I expect to go in next week and be treated the same, but at least I feel like I've complained enough.
My deepest apologies to all of you who have been feeling the lack of posts lately badly (basically...Mom, I'm sorry). Since the regular semester got off I have been in summer classes and working in the Chemistry lab doing research and working at the movie theater. My summer class, calculus three, got out about two weeks ago and I did pretty good by getting a B+ in the course. Since then I've been working about four days a week at the movie theater and two full days a week at the lab and some nights working at the lab too to finish up research that doesn't get done during my full days at lab.
In the lab I've been helping a graduate student hoping to get her Phd with her research. I am looking at the effect of dioxane percentage on pKa (something to do with reactions and equilibrium). I do a bunch of different titrations on different percentage solutions. Actually, the computer does these titrations as we are working on such an accurate scale that we need the computer to automatically dispense very small volumes of base into a solution of acid, which is on such a small scale as to be impossible to do using humans. So, basically I sit around for six to eight hours a day changing solutions when necessary and making sure that the computer is doing it's job. In the last month I have therefore read five books and am halfway thorough my sixth. Quite the productive summer I'd say.
However all this work leaves little time for fun and adventure and therefore little need for entries. I have been trying more to have fun and when last Saturday with Jeff and Stacey to Wawawai Park for some floating and sun bathing and am going again this weekend for a barbecue and possibly on Monday with Stacey to go boating with Jeff's sister. So I've been trying to have fun and hey, I've been making money.
However, even I have to think twice as to how important money really is. I got an email today from the Chemistry department requesting a Chem 105 tutor, but advising us that these students are all ready very far behind and will require much help and study. I decided that with all this other crap going on, I really just need to have a few moments of time to myself each day otherwise I'll burn out, so I declined! Hey, it's an improvement for me, the girl who never turns down a job.
That's pretty much the most recent news that's happened lately. So hopefully this will help to let you know what I've been up to. Brian's been in school too and has just recently gotten a job working construction for the remainder of the summer. Well be keeping busy, but also having some fun with each other in the meantime!
So there has been an odd bit of marketing going on in the McDonalds here in Pullman. To explain better, there is a sale going on now for two small vanilla ice cream cones for $1. Now this marketing is great to start off but then it goes very bad; first off the sale is only going on at the Bishop Blvd McDonalds not the one on Stadium (it's a CHAIN for goodness sakes who would have thought two stores in the same town wouldn't have the same sale), secondly when I went there today by myself I ordered a small vanilla ice cream cone and the total came to 97 cents to which I said "isn't there a two for $1 sale?" and the lady said "yes, would you like that instead?" and I said "no, I'd just like one for 50 cents" and she said "no, it's two for $1 or one for 97 cents".
CRAZY!!!!!
In case you were wondering I refused to give them my business and drove through the rest of the drive through feeling satisfied with my refusal of this ridiculous marketing travesty.
For pretty much the past 2 years my college career has been leading up to this point. What is "this point," you might ask. To put it lightly, the point where a second-year architecture student is put to the test, the point where everything he or she has done will be carefully sifted through with a fine-toothed comb, the point of (almost) no return, the point where the fate of their college career rests in the hands of a few under-paid college professors that barely recognize their names (if they're lucky). I could come up with more, but the creative juices just aren't flowing today. This point is the end of the second year and the hopeful beginning of the third.
There are three points in the architecture program here at the University of Idaho where the students must undergo an application process to continue in the program. The first is after the first year. This is where they weed out the weaklings based only on their grades. The final is after the fourth year, when the student must apply to graduate school. But by far the most grueling, the most nail-biting application process is at the end of the second year. This is when the students must submit not only their grades but also a design portfolio consisting of their original work to be scrutinized by a few select professors. This is when they weed out the rest of the weaklings that only made it this far by their GPAs.
You can tell a lot about an applicant by their portfolio. Firms look at a portfolio more closely than they will a resume. Not only is it a type of resume but it is also a practical way to evaluate the basic principles that all design is based on. In essence, the portfolio says whether or not someone is a good designer or not. A bad portfolio is just that, bad. It will show. Nothing will say, "Hey! look at me! I'm a cool design." And the reviewer will say, "Wow! what a piece of junk." On the other hand, a good portfolio will take even the poorest design and make it seem like a work of pure brilliance rivaled only by Notre Dame du Haut by Le Corbusier or the National Assembly building in Dacca by Louis I. Kahn.
For the typical architecture student, the pressure to create a work of art in portfolio form slowly builds from his class at the University of Idaho (probably ARCH 151), and usually culminates at around 3:00 pm on the friday following finals week when either the student says, "I'm done..." or says, "I'm done messing around with this thing and I'm going to kill myself!" (For me, it was closer to the first).
So without any further rambling I give you the weight off my sholders (at least the cover for now, I can't upload the .pdf so I'll have to figure out some other way to show it off).
I have a lot of older men as teachers this semester, an overwhelming amount it seems. They are generally nice old guys but sometimes they can be real grumps...more importantly though they are easily distracted. It can happen mid-sentence too. Now I'm all for older people working and for just old people in general...but there are times when it just seems like the university is giving out tenure like it's candy. Shouldn't there be some sort of test as to the teaching abilities of these people...like how older people have to take tests a lot to make sure they can still keep their drivers license. Shouldn't we value the education of our future the same as we value their safety on the road?
My OChem lab teacher happens to be a kind (but often grumpy and cruel) older man, who gets side tracked by the drop of a hat...or the inhaling of oxygen. Anyway, the man should not be in charge of twenty-odd college age students trying to run extremely difficult experiments with little to no help or guidance...we're drowning here people. He tends to forget who he's helping or tells you he'll get to you in a second but of course gets side tracked by the next student who approaches him. You really have to hound him to get anything from him, and often times I worry that he confuses my problems/experiment with someone elses. Today he was in fine form.
It was 8 o'clock in the morning and I was already having a crappy day. I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. So with about an hour to go in the class period (a whopping three hours) I stood in line and asked him if he could help me and three other people do an IR of our crystals (an IR is an Infra-Red spectrum of our crystal that will help us to hopefully identify one of the three unknowns that they have given us in our compound). He told me he had to help this other student but he'd be right over.
10:30 comes along and I'm still waiting...albeit not very patiently. Then I start seeing him talking to other students (not the one I had to wait for) and then he's wandering in and out of his office. So I go up to him and politely ask if he'd like us to just wait until Tuesday since its 10:30, to which he responds "an IR only takes 37 seconds to run and five minutes to prepare", which I am left to assume means he'll get to me in a minute.
10:45 comes crawling along (and by this time I'm really anxious to get home and take that necessary shower that I skipped this morning before I have to head off to my next class). A TA approaches him and at 10:50 he finally comes over and tells me we'll do the IR. Then we spend 5 minutes in his office looking for something he's inevitably misplaced. Then get to the room with the IR and have to watch him flounder around for another few minutes and yell at someone else for misplacing a different peice of apparatus he needs...only to concede that we can't do it today because he can't find all the things he needs. Then the three of us get to listen to him explain how the IR works (which we were already lectured on for two hours before) and it's painful. He looses his place in the conversation three or four times, and this guy standing next to me is getting just a little bit too close (there was touching) and so I'm just about ready to throw in the towel and my professor says "well, I guess we'll just have to do this next week. Sorry".
"Sorry"? He's got to be kidding me. He just wasted an hour of my time, when I already knew we should do it next week. Oh well...old men cannot be helped.
Anyway, the day pretty much got worse from there. A tenant called asking if she could get a parking pass because she's had several tickets and thinks they're going to boot her car. This wasn't a good time for me because I needed to take a shower and get ready for the day. After asking me to just drop the pass off at her apartment, which I told her we're not allowed to do (trying to keep the shock at her audacity out of my voice) finally told her if she could get here in 20 minutes like she said I'd give her a pass. So I take a record winning short shower and throw some clothes on to be presentable. She never shows! I waited for her and didn't do what I wanted to do with my brief, precious, moments of time between class, work and all that other crap so that she wouldn't get yet another ticket. Then an hour and a half later I had to leave to go to class. If she came over after that I feel bad for her but really I was there when she said she'd be there. Besides...who doesn't try to get a pass after the first ticket?
My gosh...I feel a very strong need to quote Michel from Gilmore Girls "people are particularly stupid today, I cannot talk to any more of them".
I've never liked shopping that much. While my mom would try to teach me to shop around and finally make the purchase when I knew I'd found the best deal, I just wanted to buy it and not worry about whether or not it was a good deal.
Despite my obvious shortcomings when it comes to shopping I sure can find a good deal. For example...Kelly and I were on our way to the grocery store when we passed Kelly's favorite store, Wild Ivy. It's a little store where I once bought her some place mats and napkins. It's filled with lots of little things to decorate with etc. (Kelly can give a much better description). Anyway we decided to go in just to look around. Once inside Kelly was immediately distracted by the many things to choose from but I kept a level head. If I have learned anything about this shop it was that while things looked great, they also carried a deadly poison...a price tag that rarely carried an appropriate number. So while Kelly was running around looking, touching, hefting, admiring and acting like a six-year-old in a candy store, I maintained my composure. That's when I saw it.
I couldn't believe it. It was like one of those rumors you hear about, never really believe but deep down inside wished was true. It was a discount rack. The sign said 40% off so I was wary. If this was true it could open countless possibilities. I didn't want to startle it so I approached slowly. Reaching out to it like it was a scared puppy i touched it. It felt real enough so I picked up an object. To my surprise it didn't disintegrate in my hands. I slowly beckoned for Kelly to come. As she approached I took from the shelf a small ceramic container. We have been looking for something like this for a while but never found anything that satisfied our needs. Kelly was stunned...it was perfect. If only they had two more of varying sizes...but wait! Just behind the one we picked up we saw a much larger one. Inside it was a smaller one, and inside it was a smaller one still. A set of three containers that was just perfect for what we needed it for. As I turned the largest one over to peek at the price tag I was worried that our dreams would be crushed. As I looked at the small white sticker I quickly did the math in my head. At 40% off this was actually affordable. I quickly glanced at Kelly and she looked back and as if we were telepathically linked we began to gather up the three containers. As we slowly backed away from the bargain shelf I wanted to say, "Don't worry we'll meet again someday." It then took another 20 minutes to get 
Kelly to the register only 10 feet away but we finally made it out with our purchase in hand. I know I'm not the best shopper but I sure know a deal when I see it. And as for the bargain rack...we will meet again, someday.
I had an interesting day today. Brian went to the Rocks today to climb with Jeff and Dane. And so I decided to see if I could get my hair fixed. There's a sale going on at a furniture store though so I went early over to Moscow. And then I realized that no amount of sale could make those couches decent prices, and therefore I didn't spend as much time there as expected. I still had about an hour to go so I decided to go to the pet store around the corner. I went in but the kittens were sad and the puppies were sleepy. When I got back in Brian's c ar (he took mine) I turned the key and it wouldn't start. The battery was fine because the radio went on but it just wouldn't start. We've had the problem once before and it was just a loose wire so I tried calling Brian but I couldn't reach him. So I walked to the hair salon got it cut. It's better but I'm still not one hundred percent happy since I feel like it looks kind of unfinished. But what can you say. Then I did some window shoping and tried calling Brian again. Nothing. So I decided to walk back to the car. When I got there I put the keys in the ignition and oh yeah...it started.
My mom would be happy though because I got some walking in for the day. Now it's off to the more glamourous part of my day...that's right...cleaning the house!
Ever had one of those days? Well on Friday I had one of those days. The kind of day that you wish you could redo or have not exist...like on Voyager where there'd be this crazy alien thing that means that a large chunk of time (aka an episode) techinically never happened...wish I could have had a non-episode day on Friday.
Okay, to give you some background. There is this INCREDIBLY annoying girl in a couple of my classes. Her name is Heather. She likes to talk A LOT in class. She asks tons of questions...which I technically don't mind. The part that I mind is when she answers her own question, which brings to my mind the question of why ask the question if you know the answer? Not only does she do that but she also talks over the professor to finish the sentence the professor is saying which just makes it really hard to follow the class. I also went in to get help once and she was there and when I asked a question she talked over the professor and answered it herself. One of my teachers does a really good job at shutting her down but this other teacher isn't as confident and is a little to nice and doesn't want to embarrass or discourage students just lets Heather rule the class.
All the people I sit next too are so annoyed and bothered by her. This class is hard enough to follow without someone disrupting it every five minutes. She's hindering people's education...she's hindering mine.
So I finally snapped on Friday. I wanted to say something to Heather but got nervous so I went and talked to my professor. But she didn't leave the classroom and Heather was still sitting there so I couldn't really express myself. And of course I got a little emotional. I just decided I should go. So as I got up to go so did Heather. We left and she went one way up the stairs and I started to go down. I told myself don't do it, but before I could stop myself I said "Could you not talk so much in class". She turns around and says "I'm just asking questions". I told her that I had no problem when she asked questions I just didn't appreciate her talking over the teacher and answering her own questions. She started arguing with me and I could tell that this wasn't the first time someone had been annoyed with her. She kept arguing with me and I of course was too emotional to really say what I wanted to say and she ended up walking off saying that she didn't need to argue with me.
I was so upset afterward. I ended up going back and talking to my professor. When I had talked earlier she had thought I was upset with people having side conversations. So the overall deal is that I had a talk with my professor and told her it was Heather. She understood but didn't know what to do. She even mentioned that Heather had answered a question of another student during office hours just like she did to me. She also mentioned that the Physics 201 professor had warned her that she would be hearing a lot from Heather in Physics 202. She explained that Heather is pre-med and likes to hear things confirmed again and again. She then said she'd try and encourage Heather to ask some of her questions outside of class, because she doesn't always get through the material because of her.
Even though this talk with my professor went well, I still felt really awful. I felt bad for making Heather probably feel bad, but at the same time I feel like she's had it coming and if someone doesn't explain to her things she's going to be rudely awakened someday. I felt stupid for crying infront of her and therefore not making much sense.
I'm sure I shouldn't have been so mean and I'll try and apologise to her after Break. I just hope that maybe I got her thinking, because I understand her point of view she just refuses to understand everyone else's point.
I feel bad though, and stupid. I hope that she is able to understand and that maybe I'll feel better and not like such a jerk. Who knows. I guess I just wish that this could have been my non-episode.
While Kelly was out getting her hair cut I took the opportunity to go rock climbing at the U of I student recreation center. Dane and I had a blast, except for the part where Dane tore a callus off of his finger, ouch! I brought the video camera and we got some good footage despite Dane's attempts to record the ground and not the actual climb. Here's one I had to redo for that same reason, at least this time he managed to record it.
So today I did something that every girl hates to do (especially Cooper girls)...I had to find myself a new hair stylist.
I had heard from someone in my physics class that there was a good salon in Moscow. So today when Brian was rock-climbing with his friend Dane, I took the plung.
I did the unthinkable, I chose this new person to try something different with my hair. I wanted to add some side bangs to my do, and this new girl Toni did a good job on this. The only problem came when she was doing the rest of my layers. She went a little heavy on the layers on one side near my ear and on the other side near my chin. So basically there are two parts of my hair that need some help. I didn't notice this until I got home though of course because the mirror there was too high and I couldn't really see. So I think I'll go in later on this week (thank goodness for Spring Break) and ask her to do a little touch up! Hopefully she'll agree with it.
In other news Brian and I are so happy to be on Spring Break. We're planning on resting a lot and doing homework and trying to get ahead on some of our homework too! It's already looking like an amazing vacation since we got to sleep in to 10.30 this morning, something we haven't done in months and months and months. We also did some fun browsing at furniture stores today. We're looking at maybe getting a couch this summer for the new apartment.
Anyway, we're looking forward to this much needed break. I hope that everyone is enjoying themselves and having fun. And a note to my mom and dad, hope you are having fun with Will and Traci and Nic. Love to you all!
So in the hustle and bustle of life as newlyweds (not to mention crazed college students) Brian and I have finally sat down and decided to create a blog for all of you at home to keep you up to date on our day-to-day lives. Sometimes the posts will be few and far between (aka: midterms and finals weeks) and sometimes they will be boring (aka: most of the time since we have become the kind of people who go to bed at 10 o'clock [Brian: Crap Kelly it's almost bedtime now!]) but at least they will be something.
So far we're two months into a new semester and a new marriage (it's Kelly's fifth [Brian: Marriage!? or semester?]). I'll leave that to your own imagination. Anyway, we're both crazy busy with school and work and finding time to spend with each other, but we're happy. We're trying to find space for all of our stuff and figuring out that I really don't know how to "properly" squeeze a tube of toothpaste, but hey that's marriage right? [Brian: You'd think after four of them by now she'd have it figured out, right?]
We'll try as often as we can to post pictures from our exciting lives and to do at least a weekly post (it should be more) even if it is to complain about our jobs (especially the lazy students we tutor) or our schooling (be prepared for some highly entertaining and educational information about Chemistry!!! whohoo!).
But for now we will leave it at this. Be prepared for the worst, but this could be a fun blog.
Oh, and for anyone who doesn't get the title of our blog it's from Hank the Cowdog...read it! [Brian: Which one, there are like a billion of those books you know!] OK, Hank the Cowdog and the Case of the Swirlling Killer Tornado--the best one there is.
[Brian: And for those of you who are wondering; Yes, Kelly did post this even though it says I did. We'll get that worked out later. Right now we're late for bed...goodnight!]
