What have I been up to over the past couple weeks? Oh I don’t know…just becoming a MASTER!
I can hardly believe that it was two years ago that I uprooted my stable LA life and moved half way across the US. It definitely wasn’t easy. Life advice: quitting a job, going through a sad break-up, moving and starting a new school program all at once WILL make you lose your mind for at least three months. You have been warned.
Celebrating my graduation with a short trip to Louisiana and then a weekend with my parents was fantastic, but now it’s time to look to the next steps. I can’t go into details at the moment as everything is still very much in the air, but being at a point in which your life could go in very unexpected ways is terrifying/exciting. Who knows where I’ll be in a month…but at least for the next couple weeks I know that there will be margaritas, swimming and time to read for fun. That sounds pretty nice.
Is there anything more grad school than a good old poster session? I don’t think so. This poster session was my last official grad school event…and don’t I look happy!
I thought that I’d be free and easy after classes ended. I don’t have a thesis to finish, all my papers are written, and even that last pesky group project was wrapped up today.
But nope! I seem to be up to my neck in work hours, job related meetings, and big life stuff. It doesn’t help that a friend and I decided to take an impromptu road trip to Louisiana this weekend. So, apologies for the light posting. Hopefully things settle into a more consistent pattern soon…fingers crossed!
A very mis-matched dinner I had with a friend of mine the other night.
Grad school is almost over! For reals! I have one more big thing (and two little ones), and then it’s all in the past! Now I just need to figure out the next steps…But before all that, I’m going to enjoy the moment! And some drinks! And a Kanye glow in the dark sing-along! Woooo!
What I Learned
- I made these double chocolate chip cookies for class this week, and they were a HUGE hit. Honestly, this may be the best cookie recipe in my repertoire now. So easy, and perfectly puffy!
- Tiny hamsters eating tiny burritos. BECAUSE YES. (Thanks, Becky/Sam!)
- I have seen the UT quidditch team practice a few times, and I’m always a bit baffled by it. Here’s an inside view from a college student who plays that’ll hopefully help me what’s going on next time.
- I really need to read BJ Novak’s book.
- British Pathé put all of their newsreels on YouTube, which is such an amazing timesuck. I love this collection of reels about teenagers. My favorite? The propaganda film for a “harvest holiday,” where teens pick potatoes in Scotland. SO MUCH FUN!
- Homer? Is that you?
- “Japanese fans deem the new Godzilla too fat, in continued sizeism toward giant monsters.” I laughed.
These is my Words: The Diary of Sarah Agnes Prine, 1881-1901, Arizona Territories by Nancy E. Turner
Why do I own this book? Did I buy it because I’ve been trying to read more Westerns while living in Texas? Did it get recommended to me? It is currently getting a 4.37 score on Goodreads with more than 36,000 ratings (!!!). Maybe I heard about it there? I have no idea, and yet it’s been sitting on my bookshelves for the past year.
Written as a diary, this book details Sarah’s life as a pioneer in Arizona. Not only does she detail the day-to-day drudgery of the life, but she also matter of factly (sometimes too matter of factly) tells of Comanche raids, stagecoach robberies, murders and attempted rapes. And, of course, there’s a love story.
I gotta say, I don’t understand the general Goodreads adoration of this book. It’s fine. It goes quickly. There’s always lots of general pioneer-y stuff happening. But does it really grip you? Well, it certainly didn’t with me. I find Sarah to be just a shade too unlikeable to really enjoy being in her head. The love story is aggravating as it seems so unnecessary, but maybe that’s just because I’m a grumpy lady. The diary style gives the author permission to just jump from event to event without ever having to put together a satisfying narrative.
I don’t get it. I think I’m in the wrong here…but meh.
Do you ever feel watched as you sleep?
This week I remember my sweet Grandpa who passed after an extended illness. He was never one to pass up a laugh with his granddaughters, as shown in this picture (I’m the somber looking one in the yellow overalls). He may no longer be with us, but I’m so glad we had him for as long as we did. Love you, Grandpa!