Let's Play the Memory Game!
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory of me. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty fun to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
Okay, so my sister asked where I was going to school so I figured others might be wondering the same. I'm going to IUSB. I'm going in Secondary Education with an emphasis in Physical Science. I was originally going to continue with German Education but I decided I wanted to get a job after graduation. In this area they don't offer that as much. It will be three years of school and then I can start student teaching and then I can get a job. 
Well I finally did it. I sat down tonight and planned my college courses for the next three years. The sad thing is, I know that was the easy part. Because I have not gone to school while married with four kids, I do not know what to expect. I also have not been in a classroom in seven years. My courses sound tough but I'm hoping I will get back into my school groove and that perhaps the professors will take into consideration that many students have kids and most likely jobs and they shouldn't make things too difficult for us. I'm naive aren't I?
I know that my mom went to school having a family and I know that some of my siblings have done the same. This really does give me comfort and encouragement that I should be able to do it. So if any of you have any wisdom you would like to impart I am willing to glean from your advice and knowledge.
I went to a fellowship dinner last night at some people in my ward's house. I was starving. I mean hungry. So I took some spaghetti, some couscous, some chili, brownies, some cream cheesy desert, and some berries. Those were my firsts. I went back for seconds and after that I began my berry breakdown. Someone had brought a huge bowl of mulberries. I could not stop eating them. Tony was a little embarrassed. He's like, "um, people are looking at you". I just couldn't stop. I pretended like I was feeding them to Brandis, but I was chowing down. Well, after like my fifth full plate of berries I started to feel sick. So I just nibbled on them for another HALF HOUR. Why couldn't I stop even after feeling ill? Who knows but I need to find a u-pick because even today I want some more.
