Volleyball

Yesterday we went to the OSAA 5A volleyball state championship to watch my little sister-in-law play her last game of her senior year which fortunately was the state championship and guess what?? They won.

http://highschoolsports.oregonlive.com/news/article/9071167065110286749/class-5a-volleyball-sherwood-on-top-of-liberty-at-the-end/

Jaylee... you make us proud. :)

career decisions

I finished the requirements for my first degree in the spring but I am going back to school next term to become a high school chemistry teacher. I get mixed results when I share this with people I know... its either oh ya youd be great at that (my mom and most of my good friends) OR wow I had greater expectations for you, dont you want to be a chemist, youre too "smart" to just ( i think by this they mean I'm too analytical and suck at working with people). To me, it takes a unique amount of audacity to tell someone you think they'd be horrible at a career they're seriously considering for themselves especially when conversations go like this (this is an actual conversation I had last saturday):

Me: Im thinking about going back to school next term to become a high school teacher. 

Person I will not name, lets call him B: Oh wow I never would have pictured that 

Me: Yeah, Its only 45 credits and I really enjoyed tutoring in college, plus I love chemistry so I think Id really enjoy it.

B: Maybe, except I always saw you working in research. I think thats where youd be happiest. 

Me: Yeah, I dunno... I think its different but I will still enjoy it.

B: I mean, I don't mean to be offensive, I don't think youd have the patience and compassion to go slower for the not so gifted students so I feel like you'd end up hating it. (p.s. folks anytime you HAVE/think to yourself/want to say "I dont mean to be offensive/rude," youre being offensive and unless you're talking to a your mom, dad, sibling or your best friend, you should probably just shut your mouth) 

then I change the subject, make a little small talk and normally walk away. 

I mean who are you to tell me what id be happiest doing?? Shouldnt I make that decision for myself? Not to mention that I telling me you think I'm not patient/understanding is just rude. Period.  I truly believe I will enjoy this career and it would be easier to travel around the world with my husband than doing research which is highly competitive and you just cant move around if you want to be taken seriously. Sorry to crush your dreams for me.

blazers and beavers!

Last night we went to Portland for a Blazers game. My husbands aunt gave us her AMAZING tickets. They've been season ticket holders for years and have center court, courtside, like 6th row tickets... heres a picture to show you our view:

pretty awesome right?!? and we went with his cousin aaron who had these awesome parking passes where you enter as the players do with valet, it took us all of five minutes for him to drive us back to our car at the mall... quite a feat with the standard Rose Garden traffic.

We played Toronto... so it was a boring game and the Blazers scored 97 points which was somewhat disappointing because when the Blazers score 100 points at home everybody gets free chalupas :(... you should have seen the 9 year old behind me... HE was bummed.

regardless blazers win! yay! now we're 5-2. playoffs? haha I realize its only game 7 but still good start!

I tried to take a picture of us with my phone which was somewhat of a fail due to my lacking photography skills. Ill get use to my phones camera one of these days lol

In other news the beavs lost to UCLA. So unless we beat Stanford AND Oregon we're probably not gonna get a decent BCS bowl :( personally I'm choosing to be optimistic. We could do it. Regardless, I'll call it a building year. We're coming back with BOTH the Rogers brothers next season and QB Katz will have a year under his belt. p.s. New kicker Riley?? Please? As a fan its incredible that we hold our breath to make sure we get the extra point and honestly... who misses a 25 yard field goal? I miss Serna.

Corvallis

So, I live in Corvallis, OR. It is a small town home to Oregon State University, GO BEAVS!, and I will live here for the next few years while my husband finishes his degree and does training before we are PCSed. Heres the thing... I am not such a huge fan of Corvallis. Trust me, I spend a considerable amount of time complaining about it.  I mean its a great college town. I have lots of friends in the area and I am surrounded by the beauty of the willamette valley (something I know I will miss when I inevitably move away from Oregon);

but there are also things I despise about the city: 

1. its small and basically boring... not as much in the spring/summer because of all the outdoorsy oregon activities you can do but in the winter, its just boring. There is a relatively okay bar scene and numerous bowling alleys/movie theaters but other than that... not much. 

2. no olive garden-- I don't think this requires a follow up but in case you need it breadsticks... yum. 

3. I have to drive at least an hour to get to the closest mall. Now I realize some of you may need to drive further but I grew up in a city that had like 4 malls within 15 miles so this has been a bit of an adjustment for me.
4. Its dreary. My doctor (who went to OSU) refers to it as the dungeon, here is a picture to help you understand. (I realize this isnt a picture of Corvallis but it gets the idea across)

5. did I mention it was small?? 

first entry

So I've decided to start a blog.  I've done this for two reasons,

1) Mostly because I enjoy reading other blogs so much and I thought "hey why not that looks like it could be fun" not as if I am doing much besides trying to be martha stewart since the job scene is not happening

2) I recently discovered I was accused of being a creeper because I read blogs without commenting... I guess I was not aware of proper blog etiquette! It wouldnt be the first time I missed a social cue but regardless I started to think if I was reading about all these women's lives perhaps I should strive to be less creepy (always a good thing) by telling them a little bit about mine.