Sunday, May 31, 2009

thanksh for ashking

I went to the dentist the other day (it was actually the Utah College of Dental Hygiene where I pay $5 and get X-rays and a full exam and cleaning. Sure, it takes a few hours, but it's almost free. And their clinic does all sorts of dental procedures for very cheap). There were 2 students taking turns working on my mouth, one who was very gentle and one who made my mouth raw and bloody (oh, Ginny, how I missed you!), and although they were both fairly new to the whole dental hygienist thing, they had already picked up on a very common dental habit. It goes something like this:

hygienist: how's your mother doin?
patient: oh she's fine, thanksh, but shesh hasjshn't had mush... (your words trail off as the hygienist starts scraping at one of your teeth).
hygienist: (hygienist removes metal scraper momentarily) I'm sorry, what was that?
patient: I said, sheshsh bun burry bushy wi lotsh... (speech is again rendered utterly impossible as the hygienist sticks the scraper back in).

I'm all for being friendly with your dentist/hygienist, but how on earth do they expect you to have a conversation with 1 metal scraper, 1 mirror, 1 set of hands, and 1 water sprayer and 1 spit sucker thinger shoved in your mouth?

Thursday, May 28, 2009

a car quandry

The time has come for T-rav and me to buy a new car. Our GiƱo seems to be thinking about threatening transmission problems again (it hasn't done anything...yet...but T-rav is worried). We've been hunting for something new, something that might be worth a little more than $800, something that might not break down at the bat of an eye. But we can't decide what to get. Our selection is limited since T-rav is hunting in the greater Tennessee area (meaning the surrounding states and their neighbors- Texas, Illinois, Mississippi, etc). I'll let you imagine the kind of selection available in Memphis. Just think ghetto and you'll be about right.

All I know is that I want something small. Really small. And something cool. But I'm trying to decide if cool = frivolous. Does it? If a car is cool, but gets great mileage and has great reviews and looks the way we want it to, but might only have 2 doors is that bad? I just can't decide.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Muslims in America

Yesterday Phin and I watched a short PBS documentary about Muslims in America since 9/11. It reminded me how much I love Islam and Arabic and the Middle East...and it gave me something to write about on my blog. Hurrah! Here's what I learned:

I was unaware that there was such a strong push to organize and/or standardize (to some extent) Islam in America. Actually, it seems more like there's one guy, Hamza Yusuf, an American who converted to Islam in his teens, who's behind most of it. He started the Zaytuna Institute and Academy, the purpose of which is to educate and encourage the study of classical Islam, not fundamentalism. For a religion that has little to no hierarchy or organizational structure, I think this is fantastic.

I was also surprised at how many Muslims seemed offended at the suggestion that they make a public statement against terrorism. One thing I've often heard (or even occasionally said myself) is that Muslims in the US need to publicly denounce terrorism, making it clear that just because a woman wears a head scarf doesn't mean she's a crazy conservative. But many people in the documentary pointed out that being a terrorist is the exception, not the rule. The terrorists are the ones who are crazy, the ones who have taken a mostly peaceful religion and tried to make it barbaric. Should regular Muslims have to publicly define exactly what their beliefs are just because they share a religion (or share parts of one since the fundamentalists manage to twist everything around) with a small percentage of freaks? I don't think so.

Another thought: as I was watching, I was struck by the similarities between life as a Mormon and life as a Muslim. Both religions share similar core values, but more importantly, their members are often exceptionally devout (as compared to cultural Catholics, Presbyterians, Lutherans, etc. I'm not saying that all Muslims and Mormons are all 100% active members (or even close to that), just that I would guess these religions produce a higher number of active members than many others), and may suffer social consequences or even be ostracized for their beliefs. A clip of a sermon by Hamza Yusuf could have been a Mormon church talk. He warned that people will judge them for their outward appearance and their resistance of mainstream pop culture type values (remember junior high?). Then encouraged his congregation to stand up for their values, explain their beliefs and values to their neighbors who might misunderstand their conservatism for fundamentalism, and invite people to events and meetings to learn more about their religion. Sound familiar?

Anyway. I thought it was really interesting.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Apologies

As my sister just pointed out, my blogs have been a bit sparse lately. This is partly due to the lack of regular internet...and a lack of things to say. I could tell you about my daily routines. I'm sure you'd find it just fascinating. About as fascinating as watching dust collect on your book shelves. And I've been fresh out of controversial topics to discuss. And I haven't read anything that warrants its own post. And I haven't gone anywhere. And I haven't seen anything (mems how I didn't get Wicked tickets with Lindsey last week?). You're starting to get the picture, right? My life is rather dull right now. I get up, go to work, teach/tutor for a few hours, go home, work out, make dinner, read, sleep, start over. Not that I mind. It's been kind of a nice change...though I'm getting a little sick of it. I need some adventure. Or something to make all you people comment on my blog. I love comments. I miss having good post. And getting good comments. I need to get my act together and post something worthy of comments. Sorry to disappoint, but tonight is not that night.

Go look at my cooking blog. I've been posting plenty on there to make up for my lack of posts here.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

the new threat

The longer I have a real job, the more I realize I have a bit of a complex about something. UVU has recently hired quite a few new adjunct instructors (speculation on the reasons why there is such a need for new faculty there is a topic for another day). Among the new faculty are a couple older guys, a British? (I've only heard her say about 4 words) woman, and 2 youngish girls like myself. I know very little about them other than they both went to BYU. I don't know what they studied, when they graduated, how long or where they've taught, what kind of people they are...you get the picture. I don't know these peeps one bit.

And yet I feel completely threatened by them. And I want to dislike them.

But just the younger girls. I feel this overwhelming urge to try to prove myself whenever they're around. Show them that I'm established here at UVU, that I'm Important. But I'm really not. I'm just an adjunct too. But I want them to know that I've been around, I'm not the new girl any more.

I'm sure this probably has something to do with all my insecurities about things. If I had a tidge more self esteem maybe I wouldn't waste my time worrying. But I also wonder if this isn't just a natural form of competition? Maybe? Please tell me I'm not the only one who gets like this once in a while.

Friday, May 1, 2009

I live in a new house.

Which is actually my old house. Hurrah for brick house!

I have a new roommate.

Who is actually my old roommate.

And housemates who are the sisters of my old roommate.

And I have no internet. Yet.

And I finished grades today.

Which means the semster is really over.

And now I have a few days off before spring term starts.

Which is actually called summer at UVU because spring term is from Jan-Apr.

Which is stupid because there's NOTHING springy about Jan-Apr in Utah.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Sister's Wedding

This shot was taken by my 14-year old cousin. It was also really really windy. And really sunny. And we were looking at our fantastic photographer instead of my cousin. But it's all I've got right now, so we'll just have to make-do.

Congrats, sister!

Friday, April 24, 2009

Never. EVER. Every fly through Atlanta. Especially in the spring. Or the winter. Or really any time of year. Because if you do, this is what will happen.

You will get on your flight on time and head towards your connecting flight in Atlanta. When you are approximately 40 minutes from Atlanta, a ginormous spring storm will materialize, preventing all flights from arriving or departing. For a while, you will circle the air over Alabama, waiting to see if the storms will clear and you can land. But then the pilot realizes the plane is nearly out of fuel, so you are forced to land in a puny airport in Alabama. You sit on the runway, trapped in the airplane, without food, drink, or air. The pilot is considerate enough to make periodic announcements that he doesn't know what's happening. After nearly 3 hours, the storm clears and you're on your way to Atlanta, (though it takes ages to land and then deplane since the control tower was struck by lightening). Once you land, you are told the wrong gate to go to for your connecting flight, get lost in the freakishly huge Atlanta airport and end up going through security again, sprint to your gate at the cost of destroying your shins, and deal with several UNhelpful airport employees (including one who tells you there's no way you're going to make your flight). Thankfully, your luck takes a turn for the better, and after 3 wrong terminals, you find that your plane hasn't left yet! and you schlep onto the plane.

Yesterday was The Worst Flight of my Life.

But it's nice to be home. And I've been cooking all day. And my bridesmaid's dress is actually pretty great. Hurrah.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Tomorrow is:
  • the last day of class this semester
  • ESL graduation
  • my last day of German 102
  • final exam oral interviews for Listening Speaking 4
  • my last chance to write exams
  • the day I fly home to Palmyra for my sister's sealing

Friday, April 17, 2009

some news

It occurred to me yesterday that I haven't really mentioned anything that's going on in my life. So here goes.

First of all, T-rav is moving to Tennessee to work for the summer. No, he's definitely not doing summer sales. He's going to be installing security systems (not selling) for the dudes who go out and sell their souls to sell the systems. He'll be in Memphis for May and June and then Nashville for July and August.

I'll be staying here until the end of June to teach at UVU the first block of summer term. I'm moving in with my old roommate Phin and living in Brick House, the place I lived right before I got married. I'll leave Provo at the end of June to, you know, actually live with my husband.

I'm really excited to teach my summer class. I'll be teaching Listening/Speaking level 4 (one of my favorite classes thus far), and the BEST part is that we're taking the students on a trip to southern Utah. Unlike the other level 4 classes, our curriculum focuses more on Native Americans, environmental issues, and Utah/western type history. So near the end of the block, we'll be going camping and hiking for 4 days...along with some other semi-educational stuff...which is easily justified by claiming cultural education, right?

What are we doing after August? No idea. I'm still hoping for a teaching job overseas somewhere. I'm willing to go anywhere, though I've been applying mostly for jobs in Turkey and the Czech Republic. In my dreams, I still imagine living in Italy. We'll see.