As if tomorrow being the first day of school (eek!) wasn’t enough of an indicator, summer announced its official end by two important events: 1. My mom driving up to Logan to teach me how to can tomatoes so we can start to deal with the masses of ripe, red maters that are positively gushing …
Goodbye Summer Version of Myself
Goodbye, summer Torrie. I’m sure Matt appreciated you while you were here. Goodbye to the me that: *didn’t care if her hair was pulled back more days than not *always felt like she had plenty of time for everything *took morning runs *learned to be okay with wearing less makeup *took naps whenever she read too long …
The Last Year of Certainty
While in Missouri, we checked out the Rockhurst campus (above) to consider it as an option for Matt’s DPT (Doctor of Physical Therapy) degree. While we wandered the lush campus and tried to avoid the chiggers (which bit me all up and down my legs), it hit me: This is our last year of certainty. …
Tips for Surviving Your First Year of Teaching [Part Three]
In honor of back to school, I present to you the third (and final) set of my teaching tips for first-year teachers. For part one, click here. Part two, click here. 27. Since this set of tips has to do with last third of the school year, here’s my first tip: use some of your …
Tuesday Tell-All
*I had hoped that by tomorrow, I could get my big post with all of my pics and thoughts on our Missouri trip up and running, but considering my huge mess-up with when my teaching orientations actually started, all you get today are these two pictures. Maybe I’ll be ready with the rest by Thursday …
The Worst Way For It All to End
There are a million ways I would have liked my summer to come to an official end–with a cake-decorating fiesta perhaps, or by riding on a rollercoaster while eating a churro, or with a massive ice cream fight. Yes, I realize those all have to do with food. I know where my priorities are. …
Top 5 Chick Flicks of All Time
Something I’ve noticed lately is that there aren’t really any great chick flicks being made anymore. So many of the movies coming out feel the constant need to throw sex, explicit language, and violence at us to make them more “exciting” to the point that the story gets lost in the muck. Plus they keep …
Things That Bring Me Joy: Cheese
I don’t know why these posts always seem to bring a confession out of me, but here’s another one: I’m a bit of a cheese snob (Tillamook extra sharp or bust!). If I was forced to make the decision between giving up chocolate or cheese–heaven forbid this ever happens–I think I would have to …