Sunday, January 29, 2012

School is ruining my brain.

Homework makes me feel weird inside. I work on it for hours daily and then I go to sleep when it's finished, but when I wake up the next morning to go to class, I get another weird feeling that I forgot to do some type of work.

Then I stress while I ride my bike to school. If I'm confused when I ride my bike to school, my eyes water a little more because the wind always seems to be chilly-er and I always forget my sunglasses to shield that chilly wind when I am confused. So then when I get into the class, I remember how windy the ride was, but since I sit in the middle of a giant lecture hall, I have to wait to go look at myself in the mirror.

And usually on the days I'm confused about having homework due somewhere, the lecture happens to involve partner work. Usually my partners try to be nice, so they see my weird eye makeup which is running down my face and think it's a new style I'm trying to bring in.

Finally, when I get to the bathroom I see my weirdly streaked face and take care of that hot mess. But I'm still confused about what homework is due.

Four hours later, after a daunting lab, I'm still positively confused about what is due. So I get on my bike, ride that hunk-o-junk home, up that horrible hill (to avoid coppers giving us tickets), past the library and the drag-queen hair salon, back to my house.

At home J is waiting at his desk. I say hey, he says yo. Then I try to figure out what homework is due. All the while J is having a conversation with me about his day. I tend to only tune in to the parts where his voice is slower, so I hear things like, "and then the British lady said NO" and when that utterly confuses me vastly more than I thought I could ever be, I remember that I forgot.

Again, I feel weird. So I sit at my table. And sit. And look. And blink. And listen to my Elephants. And sit. And twiddle my thumbs. And while I sit, I try to remember what day it is. But I can't. So I sit. And then all of a sudden it's dark.

When it's dark, I decide to work on my fitness. . . but I almost fall off the treadmill because I'm thinking so hard about the weirdos that put on perfume at the gym and that screech when they see friends. And all the while I still try to figure out what the stink I have due.

I come home from el gimnasio, and I have a shath (shower-bath, duh) and then I sit on my blue couch. And eat string cheese and almonds. And then I decide I'm just so much crazier than people and even myself know, because there couldn't be anything that is due...I mean for Pete's sake, I did homework for days and there can't be anything I forgot.

So all is well in the Jean household. We read our scriptures, say some really radical prayers, and then we sleep. J is out in 13 seconds. I am drifting. . . drifting. . .drifting. . . almosttttt there. . . .

And Bam. It comes to me. "Hey dumb-face! You have a 20 page paper to write that's due in 8 hours about the reason you chose to use a Gram Stain on Bacillus megaterium instead of a capsule stain!" And then some other person living in my head starts laughing like Scar from Lion King. And I just sit up in bed, so confused. Just so. darn. confused.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

10 year olds are the coolest.

When J and I got our first calling in the Peak View Ward, we were super nervous because we were put into primary. Luckily J had younger sisters, and I have nieces and nephews to experiment with!!! We told the class that if they all successfully memorized the Articles of Faith that we would have a pizza party! Pizza was the motivating factor, but they definitely accomplished the goal and every single one of them memorized all thirteen articles!

Tonight was our party night. We bought 8 pizzas, 5 2-liter soda pops, Cheetos, and a roll of paper towels and the party was a success. I was so nervous about games and if everyone would get along (we've got QUITE the range of personalities in that class!) and it's needless to say that since worrying is my favorite hobby, I was up late into the night stressing about games. I woke up and decided not to go blow a budget and buy games at Target, and I am so glad I didn't! Here is why 10 year olds are the flipping greatest!

10 year olds. . .
1. love love love Cheetos. Thank goodness; J and I hate them!
2. are happier than any living organism when they are given copious amounts of soda.
3. understand that people are different, but haven't realized how to be mean, so they are so inclusive to every.single.person. . .
4. pretend they hate tag, but once a tag game gets started, the party won't stop! J and I have mastered Ryan-tag and toilet tag.
5. play tag for hours on end, take 10 second breaks, and are happy all over again.

There's so many stories I mentally took pictures of so I won't ever forget them. I really like 10 year olds. Now I just need to go to Yuma and play with my oldest nieces and nephews.

Thursday, January 5, 2012


Since January always marks the time to make resolutions, here is Jake's:

"Well easily this year is the year I'm going to dunk, people." NBA, look out.

Other than that, we've now been Flaggians for a whole, entire year. I have loved it here and J has so much that we have even put Flagstaff into our list of future possible hometowns.

Here's our recap of 2011!!

January began with a new blonde hairdo

February involved a midnight date to Taco Bell. . . we're classy and J seems less than thrilled.

March houses J's birthday, and he got hist first pistol. To say he was excited is an understatement.
In April my sister, MerryDeath, got hitched to her cowboy.
In May, we built more cakes.

June was our first anniversary. We ate pizza while our car got harassed by our roof.

July was filled with our annual Show-Low trip for fireworks.
Ps. There isn't one picture where everyone looks normal, so poor Ty is looking extra fierce.

In August we got to see our friends get sealed for eternity!
We went back to school in September and took our back2school photos by the door.

For October 2011 we were invited to a Harry Potter party, so we went as Severus Snape and Narcissa Malfoy. I'm convinced they're in love.
Before November, my sweet, pink, baby Dell passed away and I needed portable internet for my online class, so I got a surprise.
In December we only got one heinous picture of us, and heinous is also an understatement.

Oh my word. And last but not least (even though somehow I forgot...) we had babies!!!!
Earth, Wind and Fire joined us sometime in the spring.
This is Wind only, I can't find one of them all together.

That wraps up our 2011, here's to 2012 being the best yet!