In Between

So, finals are over.  This is the third semester I've finished this year, but Spring semester ended right before we went to Hawaii and Summer semester ended in the midst of night paving and 7 day work weeks, so I guess I never really slowed down.  The end of this semester came at the same time that our paving crews were laid off for the season and our crusher being winterized.  Everything just came to a screeching halt all at once; it's a weird feeling to have nothing to do.

I do feel inclined to mention that I pulled off my third 4.0 GPA of my three semesters at WSU.  And I only do so because I'm doing some serious damage control to my overall GPA after my transfer left me with a lot of room for improvement. Also, this was my hardest semester since I've gone back to school and I really had to work my butt off to get straight A's.  So, excuse me while I'm being proud of myself.

We celebrated the beginning of a our winter break by snowboarding on Saturday in TWENTY INCHES of fresh powder.  Friday, on my way home from work, the worst storm of the year blew in with an icy rage.  It took me two hours to get home from work because the roads were so bad.  The canyon I have to drive up to go home was riddled with semis and two-wheel drive cars that couldn't get going after they had stopped moving.  There was a lot of blind weaving around immobile vehicles for 55 miles.  Luckily, our truck has 4 wheel drive and some brand new tires, so as far as traction I was fine.  It was just slow going.  Hands down the worst storm I've ever driven in, though.

Landon and I woke up at 7:30 to get our stuff together, grab some quick breakfast and get over to the resort before the crowds showed up.  It's always a race to make the first tracks after a storm like that.  If you've never skied or snowboarded in knee deep powder before, I don't know if I can accurately describe it to you; Landon and I agree that it's almost a spiritual experience.

Just come out to Utah and shred with me after a storm and you'll get it.

Now is the perfect time, too.  I'm off this Thursday until the 3rd and all we have planned is to snowboard and eat.  AKA how I would live my life if I was a millionaire.  THAT'S THE DREAM.  I already know that these next two weeks are going to be among the best in 2016.  Next to our trip to Hawaii and our week in Lake Powell.  But, unlike those trips, I won't have a mountain of homework and work work waiting for me when it's over.  It's a responsibility freebie where real life is letting me off the hook for 11 days, and praise all that is holy because boy, do I need it.

Anyway.  That's about all I got right now.  Hard to focus on anything else after devoting all your brain power to finals and have a vacation from life two days away.

I'll be around, though. Talk soon, k?

Catching Up

Hey guys.  Just thought I'd pop in a say hello.  It's been a little hectic around these parts.  Mostly because it's finals week and I've been devoting the majority of my free time to writing papers, preparing Power Point presentations, and making Waiting Line Analysis' in Excel (my arch nemesis) for my favorite breakfast place.  Landon and I were up way past our bedtime putting the finishing touches on our final projects that were due at midnight on Saturday.  And after my exam I take today, I'll only have one assignment and one final project left to finish up until I'm free for Christmas Break. *all of the praise hands emojis*

But other than homework, I'm sure you're all dying to know what I've been up to. Right? Right??  Well, let me take a break from my exam studies so I can catch you up. (And give my tired mind a rest.)

Recovering from: Landon's work party on Friday night.  The fed us Alaskan King crab (flown in that day), prime rib, and some sort of chicken that I put on my plate but didn't eat because my eyes were way bigger than my stomach, followed by an entire ice cream bar with all the topping you could ever want and churros if you so pleased.

I spent 5 hours at work on Friday making that Christmas sweater and then didn't even get a good picture of it.  I have approximately 72 stab wounds from my reindeer pipe cleaner sculptures I created, and another 58 burns from the hot glue gun.  But I don't know that I've ever been more proud of a creation and I showed up to that party with bells on.  Literally.  22 to be exact.  I couldn't even breathe without jingling.  Our friends, Shawn and Stacy who we met on the Powell trip, had Star Wars sweaters that I think should have won the contest.  Shawn's had Vader in a Santa hat and read, "I find your lack of cheer disturbing."  And when he showed that to me I asked, "Do you? Do you really?" as my bells jingled with every word.

Weekending:  It's that time of year again.  The snow finally broke it's way through the wall of the Eternal Summer we were having and we're in the middle of a string of storms that are going to last us all the way through Christmas.  So of course our weekends will be spent on the mountain and I'm beyond thrilled.  We went up for a couple hours on Saturday and it was snowing and the wind was blowing so hard they had to shut some of the lifts down.  Which kind of sucked because the snow was incredible up high, but was also good because we would have stayed there all day despite the panic inducing amount of homework we had waiting for us.

 Exercising: zero self control when it comes to any sort of indulging treat.  But also, in the gym every day for damage control.  My body and I are at a stale mate in that sense, no progress is being made, but the crap I'm eating isn't finding permanent real estate on my butt.  Which, at this time of year, is all I can really ask for.

Writing: Goals for 2017.  One of which is: GRADUATE. And if that's not the most insane thing for me to imagine right now, I don't know what is.  By this time next year, I'll be trying to find a new outfit to wear under my CAP AND GOWN, PEOPLE.  Dreams really do come true.

Watching:  The Walking Dead and Terrace House.  Which, when I say that, a lot of people think I'm saying, "Terrorist House."  Quite the opposite, actually.  It's a Japanese reality tv show on Netflix that is similar to Real World.  6 people strangers moving into a house together, but without the gross drama that forced in American reality tv.  It's a very human experience.  It is in Japanese, so I can't just have it on in the background because I need the subtitles to know what's going on, but I am into it!

Excited for: December 22nd-January 2nd.  Work is shut down and I get the whole two weeks to do whatever I please while still getting paid for it.  I have big plans to snowboard, snowboard, and snowboard.

Not excited for: Mariah is moving to Spain to study abroad for about 5 months.  She leaves on the 10th of January and while I'm happy that she is going have such a cool experience, I feel like I just got her back from Paraguay.  I realize she's been home for a year, but since I don't live at home I only get to see her a couple times a month.  And now she's leaving me again, and I'm sad.  I'm also sad that I'm not going with her.  Because that would be rad.  I am proud of her though.  She's my little world traveler.  And it's only 5 months this time instead of 18, and I can actually call her and communicate with her more than once a week via a single email.  So.  There's that.

Anyway.  I'm sure there are a million other things I could catch you up on, but that's all I feel like typing now.  I've got more homework I need to get done.

I'll be back soon, though.  Promise.
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