Come on, Irene!

Well, it's official. We moved to Connecticut. And naturally, the first weekend we're here there's a hurricane headed right towards us. Neat.

Church is cancelled tomorrow, school is cancelled on Monday, and I've got the chorus of this song in my head:

Time flies when you're having fun

One year ago today:

I remember during all the bridal showers and pre-wedding excitement, more than one person said:

“The first year is the hardest!” (or some variation of this lovely thought)

WHAAAT?! First of all, no matter how well meaning you are, why the jack would you say this to someone who is getting married in a few weeks? And secondly, maybe the first year is the hardest if you’re a BYU success story that went from Just Met to Just Wed in two months, but Dave and I had been together for long enough that I pretty much knew what I was getting into. We’d been on several camping trips together, which in my opinion is the key to getting to know someone. The way a person behaves when sleep deprived, bug bitten, and without indoor plumbing gives you a lot on insight into their personality. But I digress.

This doom-and-gloom prediction of “the hardest year of marriage” planted pictures in my head of me and Dave, three or four months into married life, shrieking at each other and hurling kitchen items across the room because we'd discovered all sorts of unsavory habits in each other that we hadn't been aware of before.

But seriously, if the past year was the hardest it’ll ever be, me and Dave are in for a charmed existence.

Because it’s been great.

P.S. This HIMYM clip pretty much sums up me and Dave's relationship.

First impressions of Connecticut

1. There are lots of trees
2. It's more humid then I anticipated
3. They really like red brick buildings (see Figure 1, above)
4. The people in the cemeteries have been dead a long time... and apparently this makes Dave nervous (see Figure 2, below)

Happy Commitment Phobia Awareness Day from a recovering commitment-phobe.

The irony of commitment is that it's deeply liberating--in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.

-Anne Morriss

a post about bacteria

So today I was attempting to check out my bacteria under the microscope (yes, I finally coaxed them into growing) and it was giving me some grief. The bacteria I’m working with produces this stuff called green fluorescent protein, so to see if it’s alive and well I look for little fluorescing specks. I was getting frustrated, decided maybe it was too bright to see my bugs, so I turned off the light and continued searching for any sign of life.

Then I saw a little speck of light! Hallelujah! Using my mad microscope skills, I slowly brought the field into focus, and can I just tell you… it was beautiful. Really. All those little bacteria, fluorescing like crazy on a black background, looked just like a billion sparkling stars.

Stars and bacteria. Completely opposite things. But both are kind of amazing.

And now, a few lists.

Things the World Needs Less Of:
-Geico commercials. Seriously, I hate ‘em all.
-Those cutesy blogs where really trendy girls post close up pics of their food.
-Jeggings. So unattractive.
-My use of sarcasm to compensate for being introverted.
- Freakin bacteria that WONT GROW EVEN WHEN I GIVE IT EVERYTHING IT COULD POSSIBLY WANT! Not that this is a sensitive subject or anything.

Things the World Needs More Of:
-Erlenmeyer flasks. So useful.
-Disney Land. Sorry if you’re one of those “I’m too mature for that kind of thing” haters, but I dearly love the Happiest Place on Earth.
-Bluebird chocolate’s Melti-Mints
-Christmas lights. I recently learned that Christmas lights at any other time are called “Event Lights.”
-Aggie Basketball
-People who wash their hands.
-Mittens

First one, baby. yeeeah.

I used to think that to have a blog, you either had to have 1) an adorable child 2) tons of amazing thoughts that you were capable of clearly expressing in writing, or 3) a really exciting life. However, it was recently brought to my attention by a few of my dearest friends that you don’t actually have to have any of these things to have “blog.”

Well, I have no brilliant ideas, my life is boring, I only say witty things once in a while and usually by accident, and I definitely do not have a kid. But because I’m always looking for new and exciting ways to waste my time on the interwebs, I now have a blog too.

Also because I’m a social conformer.


Seriously, this is going to be awesome.