I hope that everyone had a simiply wonderful Easter this year! Tony and I had a pretty good one. We celebrated with Tony's family, some of Tony's family's friends, and Bulgarians! Tony decided to invite some of his Bulgarian friends over because they didn't really have a place to celebrate, and in Bulgaria, Easter is a big deal. It was fun to talk with them (in Bulgarian) and they were super nice and super patient with my Bulgarian skills. Too bad all of the Bulgarians I'll see when I'm in Bulgaria won't be like them! What fun girls.
I made my highly-anticipated chocolate-covered peanut butter eggs. They were a hit! I loved them, and so did everyone else. I took my own little spin on it and colored some white chocolate and put little stripeys on the eggs so they looked more festive. Yummmy! I'm just going to make them for every holiday and just shape the peanut butter into different shapes (hearts for V-tine's day, Christmas trees for Christmas, etc.).
We hunted for eggs, had ham and deviled eggs, and did all of the typical Eastery things one can do. It was super fun and quite relaxing. Now on to April Fool's day....:D
3/25/08
3/19/08
I got my passport, shout hoo-ray!
Today I recieved my passport in the mail. This was quite an exciting event for me because it means I am one step closer to my Bulgarian internship. So many things have been happening to me dealing with Bulgaria. We've gotten three lovely, generous, wonderful, donations so far that have helped us more than the people who've donated probably realize! Each time we get a check in the mail I can't help but rack it up on the scoreboard when I count my blessings (instead of sheep) :).
Lately I've been having some interesting experiences with this whole Bulgaria dealy. I've been a little discouraged about my support system, and it's kind of left me down in the dumps. The other morning (I think it was Monday before work) I said a quick, little prayer. I really needed help dealing with this because every once in a while it makes me super sad to think about all the stuff that goes on with people supporting/not supporting my internship. After I prayed, I sat and thought for a bit about why I decided to go to Bulgaria......*wispy flashback clouds and harp music*......
Back in September, shortly after Tony's birthday, I was embarking on a new adventure named MFHD major. One particular day I was feeling discouraged and was possibly regretting my switch from music to MFHD frankly because I didn't know what MFHD majors did when they were out of college. I had been praying daily for help coping with these feelings and felt very lost in this new world. I decided to mozy into the internship fair that was going on that particular day to look at my options, just to see what kinds of jobs I could get as a grown-up college grad. . Right as I walked in I saw it: "One-Heart Bulgaria". "Hmm," I thought. "Tony served there, I wonder what that's all about. I'm sure he would think it was neat if I told him I visited a Bulgarian booth at my internship fair." This was the first and last booth I visited at the fair. I talked with the people at the booth for quite some time, and felt inspiration. Not because Tony served his mission there, not because I wanted to throw a wrench into anyone's plans, but because (I believe) Heavenly Father was answering my prayers. He let me know that my new field of study was one that He was happy with for me. Thinking about this experience gives me goosebumps because I really felt the spirit very strongly when I prayed about this desicion to go to Bulgaria. It made my life so much easier!! :) I know that my Father in Heaven is proud that I am sacrificing my time, money, and efforts to go help his children in Bulgaria.
... *cue wispy clouds* ...
After recalling this experience I've felt a new urge to be in Bulgaria. Since I've made this decision I've wanted to go to Bulgaria to help the children, and visit a place so special to Tony but there was also a hint of spite mixed in for those who didn't approve of my international dream. This week I've simmered that spite out and I feel like now I desire to be there for all of the right reasons. I met with Dr. Magarrell, my internship coordinator, on Tuesday and she made me feel marvelous about my Bulgaria adventure that lies ahead.
I want to thank everyone who is supporting me, I really need it and appreciate it very much. We are so thankful that people are helping our cause!
Now all I have to do is get a visa and learn the language and I'm all set to go!
Сърдечни Поздрави!
Lately I've been having some interesting experiences with this whole Bulgaria dealy. I've been a little discouraged about my support system, and it's kind of left me down in the dumps. The other morning (I think it was Monday before work) I said a quick, little prayer. I really needed help dealing with this because every once in a while it makes me super sad to think about all the stuff that goes on with people supporting/not supporting my internship. After I prayed, I sat and thought for a bit about why I decided to go to Bulgaria......*wispy flashback clouds and harp music*......
Back in September, shortly after Tony's birthday, I was embarking on a new adventure named MFHD major. One particular day I was feeling discouraged and was possibly regretting my switch from music to MFHD frankly because I didn't know what MFHD majors did when they were out of college. I had been praying daily for help coping with these feelings and felt very lost in this new world. I decided to mozy into the internship fair that was going on that particular day to look at my options, just to see what kinds of jobs I could get as a grown-up college grad. . Right as I walked in I saw it: "One-Heart Bulgaria". "Hmm," I thought. "Tony served there, I wonder what that's all about. I'm sure he would think it was neat if I told him I visited a Bulgarian booth at my internship fair." This was the first and last booth I visited at the fair. I talked with the people at the booth for quite some time, and felt inspiration. Not because Tony served his mission there, not because I wanted to throw a wrench into anyone's plans, but because (I believe) Heavenly Father was answering my prayers. He let me know that my new field of study was one that He was happy with for me. Thinking about this experience gives me goosebumps because I really felt the spirit very strongly when I prayed about this desicion to go to Bulgaria. It made my life so much easier!! :) I know that my Father in Heaven is proud that I am sacrificing my time, money, and efforts to go help his children in Bulgaria.
... *cue wispy clouds* ...
After recalling this experience I've felt a new urge to be in Bulgaria. Since I've made this decision I've wanted to go to Bulgaria to help the children, and visit a place so special to Tony but there was also a hint of spite mixed in for those who didn't approve of my international dream. This week I've simmered that spite out and I feel like now I desire to be there for all of the right reasons. I met with Dr. Magarrell, my internship coordinator, on Tuesday and she made me feel marvelous about my Bulgaria adventure that lies ahead.
I want to thank everyone who is supporting me, I really need it and appreciate it very much. We are so thankful that people are helping our cause!
Now all I have to do is get a visa and learn the language and I'm all set to go!
Сърдечни Поздрави!
3/16/08
Chillaxin' Saturday
Today was great! I got to sleep in and forget about all of my worries (especially the ones from work!) today! I went to watch Tony's church ball game at 11. This was the only stressful part of my day, haha. I was, with the help of Joanna Farnsworth, the score keeper. I never realized how silly the elder's quorum can be until keeping score and keeping track of the clock today.
After the game, I met with my group and got some much needed work done for our big paper. It was such a relief to have it done! (at least this draft of it)
My favorite part: when I got home, Tony and I went to Bed, Bath, and Beyond and got a George Foreman grill and a bathroom scale. I LOVE my new grill! I made some chicken pitas tonight and the chicken was so delicious. AND it cooked in only like 9 minutes! The bathroom scale is pretty fancy, and it's pretty cool I guess, but you have to use them in the right order, haha. I wouldn't suggest using the grill and then weighing yourself :). The good thing about this new scale is that it informed me that I've lost 3 pounds this week! Some of you might know that I've been dieting and exercising and it was so nice to see that I've lost some pounds! Yay for being healthy :).
After the game, I met with my group and got some much needed work done for our big paper. It was such a relief to have it done! (at least this draft of it)
My favorite part: when I got home, Tony and I went to Bed, Bath, and Beyond and got a George Foreman grill and a bathroom scale. I LOVE my new grill! I made some chicken pitas tonight and the chicken was so delicious. AND it cooked in only like 9 minutes! The bathroom scale is pretty fancy, and it's pretty cool I guess, but you have to use them in the right order, haha. I wouldn't suggest using the grill and then weighing yourself :). The good thing about this new scale is that it informed me that I've lost 3 pounds this week! Some of you might know that I've been dieting and exercising and it was so nice to see that I've lost some pounds! Yay for being healthy :).
3/9/08
Fun Weekend
This weekend was so much fun!
Friday night I had a concert with the Wasatch Winds. The concert was so cleverly named "March Music Madness" (insert cheesy music). We played some good, classic band pieces and had tons o' fun. Tony said he really enjoyed the music and I was proud of the fact that he could recognize all of the elderly folks in the band that couldn't keep up with the tempo. :)
During the concert I sort of had a meltdown. I haven't played a concert in a while (since May 2007) and so that was a concern: my chops giving out. The other problem was, I had some pretty grody reeds and I needed to get new ones. So, on the way to the concert Tony and I stopped at a music store to pick up a couple reeds for me to try out before the concert. First problem, they didn't even carry Vandoren reeds. Second problem, they only had size 2 or size 4. Since I'm a straight up 3.5 I decided I could try the 4 without a ton of problems. WRONG-O DIEGO! The first half of the concert went splendidly! I must say, I sounded pretty good. Then, all of a sudden in Amazing Grace I felt the sides of my mouth begin to quiver. My bottom lip started to feel tingly. I couldn't believe it, my chops were dying! An hour long concert and my chops were dying!! Could it be the fact that I was playing on a brand new size 4 reed??? Oh man, I was dying inside knowing that in the last piece I had a solo that I had to bust out. Long story short--my solo part came and I had to ask the girl next to me to play it because I was dead. But I still had fun. No one glared because I missed my part, just fun stuff!
Saturday was our super-duper Jazz game! Tony's mom gave us lower bowl tickets to a Jazz game for Christmas and yesterday was the day. It was AMAZING. It was sooo loud because the Jazz were playing Denver (our rivals). I could actually recognize the players we were so close! We sat in the 18th row behind the basket. We got free Jazz mugs and those cool little sticks to bang together when the other team was shooting free throws. I felt so special because I was sitting in the rich kid seats. It was waay fun!!!
Friday night I had a concert with the Wasatch Winds. The concert was so cleverly named "March Music Madness" (insert cheesy music). We played some good, classic band pieces and had tons o' fun. Tony said he really enjoyed the music and I was proud of the fact that he could recognize all of the elderly folks in the band that couldn't keep up with the tempo. :)
During the concert I sort of had a meltdown. I haven't played a concert in a while (since May 2007) and so that was a concern: my chops giving out. The other problem was, I had some pretty grody reeds and I needed to get new ones. So, on the way to the concert Tony and I stopped at a music store to pick up a couple reeds for me to try out before the concert. First problem, they didn't even carry Vandoren reeds. Second problem, they only had size 2 or size 4. Since I'm a straight up 3.5 I decided I could try the 4 without a ton of problems. WRONG-O DIEGO! The first half of the concert went splendidly! I must say, I sounded pretty good. Then, all of a sudden in Amazing Grace I felt the sides of my mouth begin to quiver. My bottom lip started to feel tingly. I couldn't believe it, my chops were dying! An hour long concert and my chops were dying!! Could it be the fact that I was playing on a brand new size 4 reed??? Oh man, I was dying inside knowing that in the last piece I had a solo that I had to bust out. Long story short--my solo part came and I had to ask the girl next to me to play it because I was dead. But I still had fun. No one glared because I missed my part, just fun stuff!
Saturday was our super-duper Jazz game! Tony's mom gave us lower bowl tickets to a Jazz game for Christmas and yesterday was the day. It was AMAZING. It was sooo loud because the Jazz were playing Denver (our rivals). I could actually recognize the players we were so close! We sat in the 18th row behind the basket. We got free Jazz mugs and those cool little sticks to bang together when the other team was shooting free throws. I felt so special because I was sitting in the rich kid seats. It was waay fun!!!
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