Friday, October 31, 2008
One – you have the chance to get all the education you want, freely, build your career until you are where you want to be, have the satisfaction of accomplishment and competence in a job you love, be financially free – enough to have a nice home and spend years traveling and seeing different parts of the world you always wanted to see, live wherever you want, do whatever you want, anytime.
Two – you are in your 60’s and are having a giant family dinner; kids, kids’ spouses, grandkids, good food, maybe a little football, being happily surrounded by lots of family.
Is it possible for a girl to have both of these things?
Biological clocks run out. Yearning for certain things runs out. But maybe sometimes it doesn’t. At some point I’m going to have to decide where to go next… and Oh is it HARD! I don’t want to end up having regret for something I did or didn’t do.
(I know this would be an easy thing for some. Maybe I’ll be eating my words in a few years, one never knows. Also I know the future isn’t solely at my discretion, either… there is another half to this marriage). :)
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Monday......... work 8-5...class 7:00-8:15
Tuesday.........work 8-5...class 5:30-6:45, then 7:00-8:15
Wednesday....work 8-5...class 7:00-8:15
Thursday.......work 8-5...class 5:30-6:45, then 7:00-8:15
Friday............work 8-5...class 5:30-8:00
15 credits. Words that come to mind.... CRAY-ZEE, and STOO-PID, and oh yeah, I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF.
After realizing that graduate school requirements are one more class that I didn't have in the schedule yet. And now that I've accustomed myself to thinking I'll be done in August, there's just no way I can spread that out over one more semester. Well, here's to kissing movie-night goodbye, but hoping it will be worth it in the end, eh?
Sunday, October 26, 2008
"Oh, you like candy corn?" he asked incredulously. "I'm sorry, you can have this one too," and tried to hand her the last piece of honey-flavored goodness.
"No, you eat it," Cali replied, and shoved it into his mouth, leaving a little frosting on his cheek. Then she traced her finger through the remaining frosting on that cupcake and smeared it on his face.
"Oh, you're gonna get it," he said, while grabbing another cupcake and shoving it right back at her. Seeing the smeared cake all over her nose, he immediately felt bad and stuck his own face out for requital. Cali picked up the final, bright-orange colored cupcake and smashed it into Geoff's face so hard he would never forget. Then she shrunk back in horror as Geoff advanced upon her with a wicked grin and layed a big, messy, wet-cakey smooch on her already-covered mouth.
Laughing hard, they looked around at the cupcake smashed all over the floor and decided they should probably clean up.
And they lived happily ever after. The end.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Come to find out, the cookoff is tomorrow.
Yeah, I'm good. I felt pretty rotten about it. He is just so nice about it though. He is the best.
Tonight is pizza and movie night. Ahhhhhh.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
I'm going to be learning some new stuff tomorrow and I'm so excited! It is really something to be able to feel excited about being a part of the company you work for. Since being with them it's opened my eyes to some new paradigms and possibilities, and I actually feel like my life is moving in a direction. If it is always like this then you're going to have a pretty hard time ever pulling me out of the workforce. It truly is my cheese, or one of the many cheeses of which I currently partake. (I just re-read Who Moved My Cheese).
Today Geoff wrote Alison a letter and sent her a package from us. That was so sweet of him. I'm glad that he supports my family. I hope Al is doing alright! We got an email a couple of days ago.
I guess that's all for tonight. The Office starts in ten minutes!!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I should probably cut that out.
Well either way, I've been spurred to condense my class schedule a little bit - I've got eight classes left, and I was going to take three, then three, then two. But I've just decided to do four and four, and I'll be done by my next birthday! I can't believe we're almost at our second-to-last semester!!
Anyway, these are cute comics, if you haven't seen them before. I thought they were funny because we've actually had fights about these things. :) (I hope they're not too small to read)
Sunday, October 19, 2008
I've blogged about this before, but that was just one of a few experiences.
About a year ago, I was cleaning up all the crap that had fallen between the dresser and the wall, and Geoff was in the next room on the computer. I was sitting there on the floor, when I heard, "Hey." I looked up and said, "what?" and there was no one there. I called, "Geoff? Did you just say something to me?" No, he called back. He was still in the other room. The "Hey" I heard was clear as day, brief, a man's voice, and was right next to me. I had thought Geoff had poked his head in the doorway or something, but nope.
Now, if you know me, you know I could sleep through a natural disaster if it was happening in my own backyard. I don't ever wake up in the morning by myself, I have to be woken up. Especially if I've stayed up as late as I did two nights ago. Well, it was about seven a.m. this last Saturday morning, and I heard Geoff saying something to me, in a loud whisper. I don't remember if it was my name that was said, or just some attention-getter to wake me up, but I woke up. I looked over at Geoff, who was fast asleep, and asked him if he just tried to wake me up. Well, that woke him up and then he was up for the rest of the morning, but he said he didn't say anything to me.
Then, just this morning as I was in the bathroom doing my hair, out of the corner of my eye I saw something dark dart from the back room, past the bathroom doorway, towards the front room. It was low to the ground, so I thought it was Wally. But it kind of didn't seem like Wally, so I walked into the front room calling for him. I felt a little creeped out, and I wasn't able to find him out there, so I went back past the bathroom to the back room and there was Wally, asleep underneath the computer desk. Soooo it couldn't have been Wally that I saw, and Geoff was gone.
?These could all just be myself playing tricks on myself, but are they?
Then there's the way Wally sometimes just stares down the hallway and arches his back like he's freaked out. (Wally is our cat, in case you wondered).
Anyway, our condos are only about 7 years old, so I can't imagine there's much history here. We've talked about doing EVP's like TAPS, then we decide we'd rather not, just in case we did catch something.
Crazy. I know I sound crazy.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
The other 3 girls in our presidency have to do it way more often than I do though, so I shouldn't complain. I hope it goes okay.
Geoff is out there watching a Discovery Channel show about Medival Torture mechanisms. I can't stand to watch that stuff. He is fascinated by gore... gory movies are his favorite - especially if they involve the mafia and/or zombies. I guess that is one of the "guy things" I love about him, but DON'T ask me to participate. He once convinced me to watch the movie Hostel with him, and that was the last time I ever have or ever will be convinced to watch a slasher movie. I refuse. It's so unnatural, and makes me sick. So about those Medieval torture devices... let's just say I'm so glad to not have been born in that time and place. I can't understand how people can torture each other. It boggles me. (He just came and told me how "heinious" it all is... then he realized he said "heinous" wrong so we've been laughing about that. Gee, is it late?)
But we did something tonight that we haven't done in months. We pulled out the giant air mattress and watched movies in the living room. (Non-gory movies.) I can't wait to be done with Sharing Time.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Mom & Dad
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Anyway, hows about I move on? In finance class we're beginning to talk about time-valuation of stocks and bonds. It's probably simple stuff to anyone who already knows how they work, but I'm such a beginner. (I know what they're for, and that's about it.) It seems there is always a chapter concerning stocks and bonds in my accounting classes, but no professor of mine has ever made the effort to really explain them, so I appreciate this. Now, stocks and bonds each get their very own chapter. Imagine that.
And at the end of the day when my brain finally decides it's had enough, I come home, put on my new witch-slippers that Geoff bought me and I feel like a little kid again.
So while I was in class tonight my little sis was being set apart as sister missionary! That's it, no more boys Al, it's official! :) Tomorrow we send her off to the MTC, and I got work off so I could be there.
Speaking of work, I've been able to finish the quarterly taxes in only half the time as my predecessor. BOO-ya! (Thanks to getting everything set up electronically. Technology is a wonderful thing eh!)
UPDATE: I just got feeling sad that I missed Al's setting-apart, and called home to see how things were. Alison answered the phone, and said they are currently sitting around telling "poopy pants stories." Poopy pants is a name my dad sometimes throws around, to be goofy, so I asked, "what poopy pants stories?" And she said, "stories of times we've all pooped our pants."
Oh. What lovely last memories. I love my family. :)
Monday, October 13, 2008
Some of you may have heard that the LDS (i.e. Mormon) church has come out in support of California Proposition 8 (wiki Prop 8 if you’re not familiar with it) and has encouraged its members to support this issue. Since most people who know me also know that I am LDS, I thought it would be appropriate for me to write a little something with regard to my personal stance on Prop 8.
I’ll be honest that this is an issue about which I have felt very conflicted. On the one hand, I firmly believe in respect and love for all people, regardless of sexual orientation. I also do not believe in forcing my religious beliefs onto others, but rather to allow people to make their own lifestyle decisions. I hope that my past actions have been consistent with these two beliefs. On the other hand, I do support traditional notions of the family as the foundation for our society and I support the freedom of a religion to say what actions it thinks are morally wrong and to act accordingly. With these and other considerations in mind, I have thought deeply about this issue over the past few weeks and have decided to come out in support of Proposition 8.
One of the primary reasons that I support Prop 8 is because of the possible (and maybe unintentional) encroachment upon religious liberties that the legalization of same-sex marriages could induce. While the immediate negative consequences to religious freedom from legalizing same-sex marriage are probably negligible, the long term effects might be more damaging. Since legalized same-sex marriages in certain areas in of the US haven’t been around for that long, I don’t know that we have enough data to say one way or the other. (I should note here that some supporters of Prop 8 have tried to cite what few examples there are, but for the most part these examples are misused or are not directly relevant). My personal belief is that I think that the legalization of same-sex marriage sets precedent which could result in an eventual reduction of religious freedoms. For example, I think it is entirely possible that a religious institution could eventually suffer legal consequences if it refuses to perform or recognize same-sex marriages. Also, I can see religious adoption agencies suffering legal consequences if they refuse, on religious grounds, to allow same-sex couples to adopt children through their agency. I also think that religious freedom of speech—the freedom to condemn certain sexual lifestyle choices as morally wrong, for instance—might ultimately come under attack. Obviously, Prop 8 does not directly deal with these issues, but depending on whether it passes or fails, I think that precedent is set one way or the other.
I also support Prop 8 because of my concept of marriage. In my definition, I believe marriage is an institution primarily directed toward producing and raising children and as such is the foundation of any society. Marriage is only secondarily, I believe, an official recognition of a long-term loving relationship. While same-sex relationships may obviously qualify as a marriage in the secondary category, the primary purpose for marriage, according to my view, is not directly achieved within a same-sex relationship. This is not to say that I believe that heterosexual couples are by definition good parents, nor that same-sex couples are necessarily bad, but I think there is an inherent difference between the two types of relationships and that the law should reflect that.
I do wish that some sort of social status could be conferred upon same-sex couples to recognize a long-term commitment to each other. Most recently the law has tried to do this through “civil unions” and while same-sex civil unions supposedly enjoy the same legal privileges in California as do heterosexual marriages, it seems pretty obvious to me that same-sex couples do not get the same social status that a marriage affords. However, I don’t think that same-sex couples should receive this social status at the expense of redefining the concept of marriage, which is more child-centered than adult-centered in my view. I also believe that the possible eventual reduction of religious liberties from legalizing same-sex marriage outweighs the immediate societal benefits of recognizing a loving same-sex relationship through a redefinition of marriage. I wish there were a way to please both crowds, but because of the entangled definitions of civil and religious marriages within our society, I’m not sure there is.
At this point I would like to make a brief, personal observation about other supporters of Prop 8 that I know. Supporters of Prop 8 are typically characterized as blindly discriminatory, rather ignorant, and blatantly homophobic. In some cases this is unfortunately true and supporters of Prop 8 that match those characteristics are often very outspoken, leading to the inference that most people who support measures like Prop 8 all fit that description. However, my personal experience with Prop 8 supporters has been much different. By and large I find that most of them are good and decent people, to my estimation. They are thinking, intelligent individuals who are very respectful of the lifestyle choices of others. Most of them have gay friends, associates, and co-workers, and they are very concerned about offending their friends over this issue. However, they also have strong reasons why they support Prop 8 and they stand up for what they believe in, although often in a quiet fashion so as to avoid the label of bigot. Admittedly I don’t know everyone and I obviously can’t generalize from my personal experience to the entire population, but I guess I just wanted say that people shouldn’t assume that because someone supports a measure like Prop 8, it immediately means that they are bigoted, unthinking, or homophobic.
I also feel I should note that not all Mormons (including people I know) agree with the LDS church with regard to their support of Prop 8, and many have made their views public. These Mormons also are good people and have made many reasonable arguments within an LDS doctrinal sphere on why they do not support Prop 8. While I respect their opinion, my beliefs are obviously different.
In closing, I realize that the position I have taken is rather unpopular and probably isn’t shared by most of the people that I consider to be my friends. With that in mind, I would ask that you please respect me and my opinions, even if you don’t agree with them, as I have hopefully respected you and yours in the past.
Sincerely, Bob Rawle
Sunday, October 12, 2008
This is kind of embarrassing to admit - I wish I was the girl Ricky Martin sings about in Saint Tropez. A mysterious exotic beauty out on the Riviera under the moonlight, a handsome stranger drawn to me with electric attraction... sigh. The lovemaking would be hot, no? Just one of those dumb harmelss fantasies I guess. I love the song. And I'd really love to travel. See a riviera.
I tried to get on a music hosting website so that I can add it to my project playlist thing, but nothing I've tried works.
"The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they’ve printed."
1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you intend to read.
3) Underline the books you love.
4) Strike out the books you have no intention of ever reading, or were forced to read at school and hated.
5) Reprint this list in your own blog
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Time for homework schmomework. Bleh.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
UPDATE: Well, the first session was great. I slept through the second session. :( I felt really bad when I woke up. I guess I can youtube it or read the Ensign. Well there's still tomorrow!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
While watching them beef themselves up, referring to what they've accomplished in the past and saying what amazing things they were going to do in the future and how well they were qualified, I thought, that's one heck of a job interview. (Only there's a lot more "who said what" in this one). I thought Palin showed quite a bit of feistiness and Biden showed quite a bit of old-codger-ness. However, he is definately the more experienced one, been there done that. Her experience was apparently very limited as she kept going back to the energy thing again and again, but that doesn't mean she couldn't do a good job at new things, doggonit. Anyway, this is way too much politics for my blog, so moving on.
I wonder if the owners of my co. use regression analysis to identify potential cost drivers. Or if cost-functions or contribution margin or six-sigma mean anything to their decision-making process.
I'm loving these two songs right now: Love Lockdown (Kanye West) and Swing (Savage)... the clean version of course. What is so catchy about hip hop/rap that I love so much lately. Tis perhaps the Joe-six-pack in me?
Our showerhead is broken. I had to pump the little thing like ten times before anything came out of it today. Also our water pressure has dropped significantly in the bathroom. I wonder what kind of problems the HOA will be paying for. Though I know of people in our ward who've had to call their lawyers before HOA would do anything about their plumbing problems.
My cat is cute. He hates to be picked up, except I've discovered that if I cradle him like a baby and he can keep my face at arms' length, he lets me hold him. Really, he pushes my face away from his with his paws. He must be a white personality.
Currently, Geoff is singing "staying alive" in the shower in full-throttle falsetto. He he he.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
At work we have just started the busy season (quarterlies). I LOVE being busy at work. If I could have it my way it would be like that all the time; I really feel productive.
Tonight after class Geoff met me at the library and a girl from our finance class came and we did a study group. It was a pretty productive study group. This class really SUCKS BIG TIME but I learned a lot tonight. Hopefully enough to pass the test which is this weekend.
As we walked across campus back to our cars, I thought about how, 20 years from now, even 10 years, we're going to look back at the time we were both students together, no kids, little apartment, and miss it. But of course there will be new memories too. Anyway, I really want to get some sleep tonight.