Plungers, Papers and Posh

Just because you are good at something does not necessarily mean you should drop everything else to pursue utilizing that talent. But it doesn't necessarily mean you shouldn't either. The following individuals and talents were MFEO or in other words, Made For Each Other.

Let's be honest,

Celine was made for the microphone

Arnold was made for body building

Dr. Seuss was made for writing children books
And, I guess...

I was made for the plungerThat's right. The plunger and I are MFEO. Last night I plunged the drains in our upstairs bathroom for about an hour. The goal? To take a shower without taking a bath at the same time. It was, in a word... REPULSIVE. But it needed to be done, and as they say, "if you want something done right, do it yourself." So, I took matters into my own hands and worked my magic and this morning I took a shower without a pool of water up to the middle of my legs. So, what do you think? Should I drop out of college and become a plumber?
...
Well it doesn't really matter what you think, because I have already decided to stay in school and keep plunging as a pastime.

On another note, I am taking an online Geology class and I hate it. Not because I hate Geology, but you see, I hate that I am a procrastinator. For instance, our field trip report was due last night at midnight. Did I submit mine at 11:56 PM? I'll let you answer that. It was poorly written and I will be lucky to get a B on it. But, I'm over it. There is more to life than getting a bad grade on a paper for a class I don't even enjoy.
At least my field trip was fun. Special thanks to Bailey Bowthorpe for going with me!

Now for the final item of business. Victoria Beckham also known as Posh Spice from the Spice Girls, a favorite band from my youth, wore this hat to The Royal Wedding.

I don't think I like it. I would feel like a unicorn wearing that. But, I appreciate her efforts to support the bride in her wishes to have the ladies wearing hats on her special day. In fact, I have always planned on wearing a hat on my wedding day, and think it's an ultra classy thing to do. So, start searching for a good one because I will expect to see some fabulous hats at my reception.

I think that sums it up for now, so until next time.

Cheers,
Sydnie Juniper

Burned. Out.

As I spoke on the telephone with my beloved friend Sarah Juchau this morning I realized that the next three weeks of my life will be defined by:
1. apathy
2. exhaustion
&
3. allergies
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HOORAY

Decisions

Life is full of decisions. FULL of them, I'm telling you!
There is an old Rush song that says, "if you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice" and that is the honest truth. Making choices is unavoidable. For example, right now I'm choosing to write this ridiculous blog rather than working on a French composition or going to the gym.
Every day I choose to get out of bed, I choose what to eat for breakfast, and choose not to stink so I take a shower (virtually every day since the fifth grade maturation program)... I choose what to wear, whether to be happy or grouchy, and further I choose to go to class and to work. The list goes on and on, and sometimes I take for granted the easy decisions in life, like whether to use strawberry or raspberry jam on my pb&j.
I guess what I'm getting at is that sometimes we are faced with decisions that are just a little bit bigger than ourselves. Decisions that involve other people, that could potentially have a big affect on their life. I guess this is where faith comes in. At church I've learned my whole life to involve God in all of my big decisions. I have learned that I must first make what I think is the best call on something, and then take it to my Heavenly Father for approval. I have recently had a lot of experience with this. Sleep has been lost, adrenaline has been pumping, but finally peace has been found.
A special thanks to Enos verses 12, 15, and 17.
I'll probably "shed a little more light on the subject" after the next week is over, and this big decision has been set in stone. But until then, hang on to your hats, ladies and gentlemen!
Cheers,
Sydnie Juniper