Not to be mundane...but I get to go back here this summer:
Mongolia!
This is what the camp looks like in the wintertime (photo credits to camp staff). Of course it will look more like this when I go back:
Every time I think about seeing the friends I remember, I get re-excited. (And thankful.)
Lord willing!
Feb 15, 2014
Jan 16, 2014
the first thing (fingerprints)
Several things have been happening lately.
I graduated college:
That is the first thing. I am happy about this. I haven't asked, but I think Dad is also happy to not have three kids in college anymore.
One of the nice things about graduating was that I also got this in the mail:
When I mentioned my licensure the other day, somebody brought up drivers' licenses. Well, yes,they are similar in that it helps to not be a criminal to get/keep either one. A teaching license is slightly more involved. The state had to fingerprint me to see if I was really a criminal or not. The results showed that I was not, so Iowa said that, after four and a half years and a lot of work, I can teach "for real" now.
I graduated college:
That is the first thing. I am happy about this. I haven't asked, but I think Dad is also happy to not have three kids in college anymore.
One of the nice things about graduating was that I also got this in the mail:
When I mentioned my licensure the other day, somebody brought up drivers' licenses. Well, yes,they are similar in that it helps to not be a criminal to get/keep either one. A teaching license is slightly more involved. The state had to fingerprint me to see if I was really a criminal or not. The results showed that I was not, so Iowa said that, after four and a half years and a lot of work, I can teach "for real" now.
Jan 4, 2014
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 25, 2013
egg nog
I can make my own egg nog!
While it is not the point of Christmas, I get excited about egg nog every December. (I think people either hate it or they love it. True?)
Eggs, whipping cream, milk, sugar, vanilla, nutmeg (not to turn this into a food blog...)
Dad didn't like it. He said it tasted like raw eggs. Ah well, "All the more for the rest of us."
While it is not the point of Christmas, I get excited about egg nog every December. (I think people either hate it or they love it. True?)
Eggs, whipping cream, milk, sugar, vanilla, nutmeg (not to turn this into a food blog...)
Dad didn't like it. He said it tasted like raw eggs. Ah well, "All the more for the rest of us."
Dec 23, 2013
in the doghouse
Room enough, Pounce?
Meanwhile, canines Bear and Sebastian enjoy the 4-degree weather outside.
I always said if I were an animal, I'd want to be a cat.
Dec 17, 2013
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