un-noteworthy

well hello there!

it's thursday, so i suppose i should post an entry. i don't have much to say. except for the fact that i can't believe i've only been home for a week-- it feels like the longest week EVER. seriously. i can't believe that 8 days ago i was sitting around in utah. that is a little bit crazy. it really feels like it's been a while.

hmmm other than that, i can't think of too much that has happened. on friday last week, i went to the school and that was about it. on saturday i cleaned the bathroom (which was disgusting-- i swear you'd get dirtier showering in there) and then babysat for a family in my ward. i got home at about midnight. then on sunday we went to church-- it was my first week there since the ward had been joined by the disbanded new britain ward, and therefore requires spanish translation, with separate english/spanish sunday school classes. it was fine-- just kinda strange because i'm used to knowing relatively everyone. anyway.

ummm... then on monday i bought flowers and brought them with me when i went to school. on tuesday, i ... made cakes and brought them with me when i went to school at 1:15. on wednesday, i went to school at 1:50ish. today i went to school at 11:30 and on all those days i stayed till about 5:30. mrs. bing is on her way to having organized files! it's a big job, but i think she'll be a little less stressed and a lot more efficient, so that'll be good. then i move on to ms.line who has informed me her stuff will make mrs. bing look anal retentive. hmmmm.

anywayyyyyyyyy. i applied to 2 places and i'm in the process of applying to 2-3 more, so we'll see-- hopefully i'll have a "real" job soon. i got freshman academy work, which i think is going to turn out to be more work than i expected. so i have to do that tomorrow too. it's weird-- it's the weekend-- i'm gonna have nothing to do! haha

ummmm what else did i do this week?! oh, tonight i went to institute. my dad teaches and megan and i went. we played volleyball after and it was kinda fun. but... i'm not really an institute fan, so we'll see.

well, i usually have a good story to tell or something, but i can't think of one today, so this is just more of a chronological outline. but oh well.

i'm off to bed,
-mollie

convocation, aviation, and reunion-ations

hello ladies and gentlemen!

so i'm not sure who reads this these days, since i'm HOME again!

since i was a lazy bum last week and didn't post my weekly entry, i suppose i shall do so now. of course, it is now past midnight, so this will say it posted on friday. hmmm.

anyway. so last friday, i got up at the break of dawn (6:30) and got dressed and went to my brother's convocation in the wilkinson center. it was long, and we sat up in the balcony. but it was exciting to see my brother get his diploma. it brought back a whole wave of memories of high school graduation. it was really weird. and then we went to the reception and ate some food which was in the tanner building. the FA office is also in the tanner building, so i walked down to say hello to my future bosses and let my parents find out what i'm doing next semester. so that was semi-exciting.

after that, i went to my brother's condo to hang around for about an hour before heading to the provo tabernacle for my sister's convocation at 2 pm. we met her in front of the courthouse where they took a picture of all (150ish) of the law school graduates. if kyle's convocation didn't bring back high school memories, erin's definitely did. i don't really know why. it was weird. so my sister officially graduated from law school! now all she has to do is pass the bar this summer! it was exciting to see them put the little hood thing on her, and even though it seems kinda silly, it made me think about hopefully someday getting a master's degree in something productive so i can have a little hood too! (:

i forgot my camera for my brother's convocation, but got it for my sister's, so i have some pictures of the law school graduate and me and my brother. as you can see...

anyway.

so then saturday i don't remember what happened, and sunday we hung around my grandma's house mostly. on monday, i went to ogden to some museums in Union Station. I liked seeing the old train cars-- the guy showed us an old military medical car and a mail car. those were pretty cool. and then they showed us the fancy expensive old cars. it made me want to ride in one. they seemed much cooler than cars on the road today.

that night, i went out with ryan. well actually, i suppose we went "in" because we were at my sister's house watching episodes of The Office. i said good-bye to ryan until i see him 4 months, which was really weird because i've gotten used to seeing him all the time. but it was an enjoyable evening. mmmmm. (:

on tuesday i went up into the canyon to south fork park (my personal favorite) with my family for a picnic. my dad put a plastic bag of sodas and bottled water in the creek that goes through the park that went right by our picnic spot. i went to get one and apparently upset the divine weight distribution of the thing because i sent 3 bottles of water and 1 pink lemonade floating down the river-ish. fantastic.

of course then the task became running down along the stream far enough to get in and have time to intercept the runaway beverages. my uncle and mom were both helping, but i was the one wearing plastic flip-flops, so i was the one nominated to walk around in the creek on the pointy rocks and all. (nevermind the fact that i was the one responsible for the whole event in the first place.) so i jumped in and walked upstream trying to get a hold of these bottles. you know that scene in fox and the hound when Tod goes into the river and tries to suavely swipe a fish out to impress Vixie? I felt like that.

we were finally able to recover all the delinquent bottles, at which point i realized that my feet were numb from the ankle down. the water was soooo cold.

anyway. so we ate, and then the wind started to pick up. my grandma was laying on a blanket on the ground, and her hat flew away into the little creek that goes through the park and began quickly floating away. guess who ran down and fished it out? [ok, so i secretly felt like the hero. haha]

anyway.

soooo then we went back to my grandma's house and sean came and picked me up. we went to dinner. i wasn't hungry, but he ate. and then we went mini-golfing. that was our third time. the first time, i won. the second time, he won. this was our tie-breaker. except, i got my butt kicked by like 11 strokes. oh well. then sean took me back to my grandma's and we said good-bye which was weird because it will be odd not seeing him for 4 months. but i gave him a few hugs and off he went.

then i got up on wednesday and packed my suitcases. we went out to lunch for a last time as a family such as it was-- without my sister or two brothers. hah.

then we left for the airport at 5 and had two flights, one to denver and one from denver to hartford. it was a long night. i didn't get into bed in cromwell until 7 am. 7 am! people are going to work at that time! it was sooo weird! i felt robbed of a night! i left when it was light, and i got to my destination when it was light... where did the night go?!

it was weird. i had the window seat on the second flight, and we were flying through the dark, and then, you look out and it gets lighter. so from right to left, my view was a bright rainbow of color at the horizon that faded and faded until behind us was complete darkness. it was really odd. we were flying out of darkness, out of night. very very strange. megan was right- there's only one explanation for this-- time travel. i traveled two hours into the future this morning when i got here. hmmm.

oh my goodness! ok... i have to tell this. ok. so we were standing in line waiting to check our bags, and the TSA guy was right next to our line going through someone's bag. it was stuffed clear full and we were watching him trying to shove stuff back in there and trying to get it to zip back up. i was talking about how disturbing it would be to know they were going through my luggage. so i took my bag and put it behind the little security zone for them to put through the big x-ray whatever-it-is, and we were standing there trying to figure out where my mom's film was in one of the bags because film can't go through the x-ray whatever-it-is, and i looked over and saw, horror of horrors, the TSA guy unzipping MY bag.

now, you don't understand how much this bothers me. not only for the sake of embarrassment with some middle-aged guy going through your underwear and clothes; that doesn't even bother me. what bothered me was that i spent almost an hour packing that bag making sure everything had a specific place so that everything would get there in the best condition possible. all the breakable things had clothing padded around them. it was all very strategic. and here was this guy, pulling out my strategically placed clothes and haphazardly plopping them on the table. he took out the books i had packed and went through my scriptures. so then i thought "well, maybe he's paying attention and he knows where all that stuff goes when he puts it back." but, to my extreme discomfort, i watched him simply take the clothes and books and shove them back in in any place they would fit. didn't he know he was upsetting the packing universe by simply shoving things in the most convenient spot?!

i watched him shove some stuff and then push to get the zipper closed. i was very distraught. he moved all my stuff! it all had a specific place in my suitcase, and he just gave no consideration to such a thing. didn't he know he would upset people like me that carefully plan their packing jobs?! bah. it bothered me a lot. i thought about it all the way home. i will admit this is not normal, but i can't help it! he just shoved it all back in there!!

the next time i travel i think i will tape a map to the inside cover of the suitcase, like the guide in a box of chocolates. then i can at least be rightfully annoyed with the TSA guy if he doesn't take 30 seconds to figure out the shampoo goes under the t-shirts not on top of the books.

anyway. i need to stop talking.

so i got here and went to bed at 7 and then got up at 11 and unpacked everything and got dressed and went to the high school.

i visited some important people from my high school past and it was fun to see them again! i missed them! and they always put me in a better mood... even though i'm usually in a good mood when i go to visit, i always leave in an even better mood. :P i have to go back tomorrow to see some other people, and for a little while i'm going to be "working" for a couple of my past teachers to help them organize their classrooms and type up some stuff. sooo it'll be fun to visit there for a while. i missed them. i think i said that already.

anyway. soooo that's about all the updating i can think of for right now. tomorrow's friday. well, today is friday, but i don't consider the next day to have started until i go to bed. so it's still thursday as far as i'm concerned. where did the week go?! the days went by so fast! and i swear wednesday never happened.

well, i shall stop now. it looks like this will be my updating spot for all my utah friends now, instead of for all my CT people. that's a little weird. my audience just flipped. i now join the ranks of my readers for the last 10 months, and i now write to those who got my personal updates. now my readers-of-the-last-10-months get my personal updates. although i suppose some of them will probably still check in here to see what's up.

sooo anyway, in light of the new change in audiences, HELLO UTAH/COLLEGE READERS!!! I HOPE YOU'RE ALL DOING WELL! Even though this isn't the same as seeing me every day, i hope you find it is sufficient to cure your mollie withdrawals. :P

much love,
mollie

p.s.- the last picture is of my dad and will. will was standing on the step with dad, and he took dad's hand and pulled him down to sit on the step. so dad sat down and then will scooched back and sat next to him and just looked out onto the yard and street. it was cute.

p.p.s.- yes, i know reunion-ation isn't a aword... but it rhymed.