I went to FHE tonight (not a regular occurrence, unfortunately) and the lesson was on journal writing. The most poignant message for me was this: we can’t wait to write in our journals until we “have something to say.” It is the act of writing that gives us something to say. It forces us to reflect, to gather our thoughts and formulate them into meaning.

So, I am resolving here and now to keep a more regular journal! Record my dreams, fears, accomplishments and goals.

“I would like … to see us take hold of ourselves, look at ourselves and cease being afraid.” ~Eleanor Roosevelt

I will have to update this post later, but for now let it suffice to say that I bought a book at the beginning of the summer without knowing anything about it but being intrigued by a short-lived desire to buff up on U.S. history. The World is Flat and is by Thomas Friedman, a liberal New Yorker, and anyone who knows anything about business or economics knows that this book is not about history but instead about competitive advantage. However, (and in my defense) it was listed on Amazon under the "history" section which is where I was originally lead astray. Since the beginning of last semester (fall 2008) it has been referenced in each of my classes at least twice. While I will only start reading it this weekend, I always raise my hand when asked, "who has heard of the book The World is Flat?" and I never hesitate to volunteer that I also own my own copy.

If we were rounding up ...

I am now closer to 30 than I am to 20. So yes. Thank you for the reminder, my dear friend who just texted me, that I am turning 26 next month and not 24 or even 25. And for the email from my other friend wherein she said, "I would say 26 isn't that bad, except it kind of is. Sorry!" I know! Thank you for your honesty. Really! What good is a friend who won't address the truth.

In the past, my age has been fine. I have always felt younger than I thought I would at that age. But this year is the first time I have "felt may age" since turning 13. So in tribute of my birthday, here is a picture of me at the Museum of Natural History. Because we are all natural.And aging is a natural and beautiful thing!

Shoes and Socks

I went to a lecture today for future entrepreneurs - (which I am not, but it's a required series so there I was). The guy was given 45 minutes where within he was to tell us "secrets of the trade" or how to start and operate an effective business and what pitfalls to look out for. He spent 15 minutes focusing on one ingredient of his product and then opened it up for questions. No slides, no insights, no helpful hints. The audience asked a myriad of questions in an attempt to learn more to which he openly answered, "it's just works that way." Now I'm supposed to write a paper about the lecture and the only thing I can think of is how you can run a business with little to no business competency. That and that I should've worn  socks with my shoes today.

Wow! So it's been over a year since I blogged and as it turns out, this is the new (err continued) wave... so I’m back.

I attended a fireside about how to promote the vote for Prop. 8 in California. Both Elder Ballard and Cook were amazed and amused by the technological advances of our generation and want us to use our resources to start conversations about the church and this proposition. Elder Cook described the effect of text messaging as "going viral" (this was meant in a positive tone) and Elder Ballard said he wants to see our walls as he's not quite sure how we write on them. Quite funny.

So here's to it: Vote YES on Proposition 8. Preserve Families! Preserve our religious freedom!

I had some friends over for a BB-Q last weekend and tried out Dad's old grill. The burgers rocked!

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