Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Spring Forward

*starting at the top,  1.Max Fisher puppet found here.  2. The super moon! 3. Liz Lemon puppet found here.  4. First sign of spring.  5. Amazing selection of YA literature.  6. Diet Coke and mentos at work. 7. The area surrounding my desk at work.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Summer Camp or why I can survive longer than you

One of my favorite blog friends was talking on facebook yesterday about signing her stepson up for Summer camp.

At work, we are talking every. single. day (and by talking, I mean mentally preparing) for summer camp this year.

Summer camp is a HUGE thing.

But it wasn't always in my town. Growing up, my options for summer entertainment were church camps (which at the time, my parents didn't do) or these cheap classes at the community center.

Obviously my mother chose the classes because they were cheap, nearby and "practical".

My mother is the kind of person who always has my best interests at heart. My best interests according to her are almost always a little different than how I would categorize my best interests for myself. 

The summer between 3rd and 4th grade, she was determined that I wouldn't sit around reading (!!!) and instead signed me up for... wood carving and a class about the water cycle.

I spent 4 weeks of my summer learning how to carve wood and identify the stages of the water cycle.

And that's why you'd pick me to be stranded with you on a desert island, right?

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Life as I know it

Since the last time I made my way to these parts, things have changed quite a bit. I finished Winter quarter (yessss!) and became 2nd in charge of my branch at work (stressful, awkward, potentially awesome).

Now, let's look at some pictures.

Last night was our yearly auction. We raised $75,000 and have a grant that matches everything we made dollar for dollar. As sappy and disgusting as it is to say, it was amazing to see people in the community who genuinely care about the work we are doing. At one point, they had opportunities to fund a kid. Two people in the crowd donated $10,000. How cool is that? Also, what do these people do in their life that they can donate $10,000 no question asked? I need to wrangle one of those men. 

What I'm saying is that life is stressful, awkward (do you know what it's like being someone's boss while they are also being a huge d-bag? No? You don't want to find out) but not too bad.