I lived in St. Petersburg, Russia for four months in 2011. Most of my weeks were spent teaching kids English, or prepping lessons for those classes. Weekends were for sight seeing, but we really didn't want to be outside for too long.Read More
About 9 weeks ago my brother, some friends and I all decided that we were going to buy some chickens. Provo allows their residents to own six, so we thought that was as good a number as any (except seven, because that would be not allowed). I was anxious to pick them up after we had talked about it, so one day I left work early to go pick up my friends and pick out a few chicks.Read More
I don’t think about the movie Dunston Checks In. It’s the one where an Orangutan comes into a hotel, runs away from his jewel thief owner and becomes buddies with the son of the hotel manager. It’s a forgotten speck in film history, for probably good reasons, and yet it turned up on our options of what to watch last night.
It didn’t get picked. What beat it out? The Birds by Alfred Hitchcock. I couldn’t fall sleep for hours.Read More
I have this little app named Timehop that combs through all my social media accounts and tells me what I did on this day in years past. Most of the time it sends me on a short trip down nostalgia lane or completely embarrasses me. Thank goodness there is no myspace support, because my facebook statuses from six years ago are bad enough.
I noticed that a year ago today I had posted the picture of the big window of our house on the day we moved to Provo. It's been one year since I started living in this little city! It made me reflect on what I've done and seen in this last year, and how to sum it all up.Read More