Thoughts on Sick Days.

When I was little, I remember wanting desperately to be sick. Not because I wanted to actually be physically ill, but because I wanted to stay home from school, have food made for me, lounge around in my pajamas and watch movies all day.
When you’re sick in college you can stay home from school, eat yesterday’s leftover PastaRoni, lounge around in pajamas and watch movies all day… But there’s just major guilt and stress on your shoulders.
You either stay home and wallow in your guilt-ridden self pity, or brave your classes with the plague. Today, I did the latter.
What do I have to show for it? Lazy notes, and tired eyes.

And I still came home, instantly changed into pajamas, cooked some ramen, and watched two movies in a row.

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Thoughts on Sick Days.

Where the Allegheny and the Monongahela Rivers Meet.

The first day in Geography 120: Geography & World Affairs, Professor Chad Emmett explained the importance and significance of Geography. He explained that one of the most valuable applications of geography is that you can make connections with anyone you come in contact with because, after all, everyone’s from somewhere. Professor Emmett’s example was that when you meet someone from Pittsburgh, instead of just saying “wow, that’s really cool,” you can instead say, “oh, Pittsburgh! Isn’t that where the Allegheny River and the Monongahela River meet to form the Ohio River?” By doing this, you’ve made a connection with that person and the place they are from.

Professor Emmett made reference to that example quite a few times in the course, and, in all honesty, it held quite little significance to me. I believe that is the last time the city of Pittsburgh will have been mentioned around me without any connection to it besides the occasional connection to my GEOG120 class at BYU.

Today, I received the most important piece of mail I have ever received in my entire life.

“Dear Sister Hanseen:

You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Pennsylvania Pittsburgh Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 18 months.

You should report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, April 24, 2013. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the English language.

Sincerely,
President Thomas S. Monson”

I am so humbled and honored that I have been called to serve the Lord in these last days by the current living prophet, President Monson. I have chance to put my life on hold, leaving all other affairs behind, and spread the word of God to the people of Pennsylvania. I get to serve them. I get to be with them. And I get to share with them the thing that I hold most dear to my heart in this life and the next–the thing that I believe produces joy beyond measure to those who have it and share it.

I’m one grateful gal.

Pennsylvania Pittsburgh. English. April 24th.
Pennsylvania Pittsburgh Mission.
Where the Allegheny and the Monongahela Rivers Meet.

New Beginnings.

A new year and a new semester allow for many new happenings in my life. And because I like lists, here we go!

  • New classes: BIO 100, Marketing Management, Intro to Advertising, The Living Prophets and Susan Easton Black’s Church History class–Joseph Smith and the Restoration.
  • I’m applying to my major this semester. Starting next week, to be exact. First part of the application to the Public Relations major is due next Friday. That’ll be an adventure.
  • New apartment! In a spontaneous moment of discovery, I realized that there was an open spot in an apartment of girls that are some of the few girls I’ve actually become friends with this year in my ward. I quickly made the switch, and I’m now living in a slightly bigger, much cleaner apartment with my new roommates Megan, Jessica and Ellen. All different. All awesome. I’m really excited.
  • I’m getting sustained into my new calling tomorrow. That will definitely be a big, big change for me. Nothing I can’t handle, but definitely a little bit more time consuming than FHE Mom.
  • Sarah and I made some new friends in our Marketing class. They live in the Riv. They go to dance parties and act ridiculous. We’re definitely in the beginnings of a beautiful semester with those boys. Not complaining. (SHOUTOUT–Torque, Nitro, Blinker, and other names I can’t remember!)
  • New scheduling at work. I’ll get to work with mostly the same people on Tuesday/Thursday mornings, and then some different people on Tuesday afternoons. Definitely excited for some fresh faces and friends to work with.
  • Something that is the newest and most interesting beginning in my life is just about to begin this week. I’ve got some very important documents being sent to me in the mail, and I’ll be sure to keep updated on that!

There’s something about a new semester that just revitalizes me. It makes me excited and ambitious and optimistic about everything.

And I like that.

New Beginnings.

Jibbin’ in Some Gnar Pow.

While on a weekend trip to Logan to visit Dallen, one of his friends used the phrase “jibbin’ in some gnar pow” to describe what he likes to do in the winter. In less radical terminology the rest of humanity would more easily understand this as skiing.

Being from Provo, Utah, there area  few things that new acquaintances seem to think are a given upon learning my origin.  The first of these is that because I live in Provo, there’s absolutely no possible way that I don’t know where every single building on BYU Campus is located and what is inside of it. The second is that because it gets decently cold in the winter, I must be used to it, and therefore do not get cold during the winter months. The last, and most relevant to this post, is that because I’m from Utah, it’s unthinkable that I had not skied at all in my lifetime until last winter (with the exception of the tow-rope-bunny-hill-fourth-grade-ski-day).

Contrary to insistent opinions, I do not know the function and location of every building on campus, I most definitely feel extremely cold when it is winter time, and I had not skied at all until I got to BYU. Don’t worry, your pulse will return to its normal pace and your redness of your face will lessen in just a few minutes, I promise.

I work at BYU Outdoors Unlimited, which is a full servicing bike and ski shop, and an outdoor equipment rental and merchandise shop. Along with having awesome coworkers and a good work environment, there are some great perks to my job: unlimited free rentals, discounts in the shop, and free ski passes to Sundance and Canyons. If you didn’t catch the point, it’s basically FREE SKIING. I know, I know. It’s grand, believe me.

Last year, when I first started learning to ski, it was quite the adventure. With one of the warmest winters on record, Utah ski resorts had nothing but artificially made snow and icy, overly groomed and packed-down runs. Until the past two weeks, that’s all my little legs had known. But, much to my surprise, this gnar pow that I had only ever heard of in movies or among the ritzy skier kids is real. And it’s nothing at all like skiing down a frozen slope.

Last week, there was a huge snow storm that lasted a few days straight. We woke up one morning to 24 inches of fresh powder at Sundance. Much to my pleasure, I had made plans to go skiing that day with Dallen, Thane and Nyia. It was a blast for the most part. Except when I was tumbling my way down two-foot-deep powder blues and wishing I was a lot better at skiing than I actually am. It was almost as if I was re-learning how to ski. I had never skied on anything like it and my technique is far from proficient.

But here’s to a new year and a new skill that I’m learning. Gonna work on jibbin’ in some gnar pow at The Canyons this week. Don’t you worry, kids.

Jibbin’ in Some Gnar Pow.