Monday, September 20, 2010
We didn't look like this when all three of us, myself, Trevor and Ivie, woke up in our bed this morning. Some of us had a little drool running from our mouths, all of us had really wild bedhead, and someone seriously needed to either brush their teeth or get a clean diaper...
BUT - we were together. And after a weekend of Trevor being gone to Las Vegas for a tax conference, Monday morning never looked so good. I love these guys.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Student One: "How long does it take you to do your hair? It is always so cool. I've only ever seen people with hair like that in movies."
Student Two: "Did you go to hair school before you became a teacher? Your hair is always so pretty."
All of which - added to the comments some of you were sweet enough to leave - leads me to believe that this is a new look I will be keeping. I've tried some doosies in the past (the bad bang explosion of 8th grade, the freaky flipped out thing my freshman year of college. Yikes.)
So I think I will be keeping the new look:
- It's relatively unique - and I like that. I appreciate it when my neighbor (a darling older woman) tells me often. "You just have such a classic, interesting, but different style." Even if she doesn't mean this as a compliment, that is how I am taking it.
- it is WAY EASY to do. Serious. I think the time spent doing my hair has been cut in half. Don't believe me? Check out Youtube tutorials on pin-up looks, most of them are between 5-10 minutes in length - cause your hair really does pin-up that fast.
- It is the PERFECT way to deal with long, hot heavy hair in the sizzling St. George sun.
Friday, September 10, 2010
So good, in fact, that it would be easy to just sit back and coast and enjoy the wonderfulness that is us at this moment. It would be easy to forget that I am supposed to take my PHD entrance exam in a month and a half. An exam that scares the pants off of me.
And it is easy to justify that I don't really even need to get my PHD right now. After all, we just had a baby - I am doing the mom thing (and loving it!) I have a really great position at DSC for only having a Master's degree...maybe now is just not the right time.
Problem is that now is exactly the right time. Not long after Trevor and I were married we made a deal with each other. We decided to spend the first ten years of our marriage living dirt poor, not buying homes or furniture or too many toys, and pour all of our energy and money into our educations. That was always the plan, and the last two years of my non-schooling are evidence of my slackage. We have six more years to get a PHD - even if I could go full time (which is probably not a realistic possibility due to one beautiful little baby) we are talking about 3-4 years, so odds are that I may need all 6.
But the test is REALLY REALLY REALLY hard. And quite often I find myself more than a little discouraged. I hate the entire premise of the GRE Literature Subject test. It is, by design, meant for you to fail. Consider the following passages from my prep material:
On most tests, answering only 78 percent of the questions correctly results in a mediocre score. Not on the GRE Literature in English Subject Test. Seventy-eight percent correct on the Literature Test puts you in the 94th percentile.
...You must be aware that the test is going to feel extremely difficult. Most students come away from the test feeling like they have been mugged. It is certain that confidence can erode over the test and that performance can decline. Try not to let questions about material you have never studied by someone you have never heard of alarm you.
Discussions of raw score numbers demonstrate that, all things being equal, the more questions you answer the better your score will be. But the test is designed to push the average and even the above-average student to the limits of their reading ability. Don't expect to get to all 230 questions in the three hours you have.
And all of this seems to be completely true, judging by the practice tests I have tried to take. I have yet to complete one because I find myself so frustrated and feeling so stupid and asking myself - over and over again - how can I not know more of this?! I have been studying for a freakin' year! I eventually just quit and go back to reviewing my notes. The psychological warfare of the folks at the Education Testing services division is completely owning me.
And, if I am being really honest, the idea of failing paralyzes me. I hate failing. Truthfully, most of the time I keep my environment pretty safe. I rarely engage in activities or events where I have a good chance of failing. This is not a very honorable character trait, but it is one I hold. Risk scares me. And when it comes to this test, I have a good chance of failing. I know a lot of people who have failed, once twice, some even three times. it would be, for lack of a better wor, "safer" not to even try. But that also makes me pretty weak and lame. Isn't there some old proverb: "A ship in the harbor is safe, but that's not what ships are built to do"?
Anyway....I have more complaints, more whining. And, I even have more happy things to blog about: Ivie's new inch-worm method of movement, My awesome husband's accomplishments, the massive deck project in our backyard, the cool new class I am teaching at the college, Ivie's stand-by sure-to-induce fits of hysteria games, BUT I can't write about any of it. I have to go study. :(
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
- Trevor's Aunt and Uncle and kids were sealed to their son that they adopted from Romania in the Newport temple.
- It was Ivie's first time at the beach. She loved the sand. Loved sticking her toes in it and - despite my best efforts - eating it.
- Trev and I read the final book of the Hunger Games series aloud. We read the first one our trip to the Grand Canyon, the second one on our trip to Moab, and this final installment this last weekend - kind of a fun way to spend our summer trips. We had mixed feelings about the series conclusion.