What do I DOOO!!

So this is my third post today but its ok. I can't decide what to do with my life....be a high school/junior high counselor, or be a Child Life Specialist? (They work in hospitals with kids who are there long term. They act as a social worker, explaining their diseases and helping them to cope, while providing really fun activities for them.) The pros of being a high school counselor is that the jobs are more available, its KIND of similar to being a child life specialist, the program basically pays for itself, and the program is way faster.

Child Life would be right up my alley, though. My cousins have Muscular Dystrophy, and were always in and out of hospitals growing up. I know firsthand what its like for families with kids who struggle with long term illnesses/disabilities, and think I could help those families out a lot. However, the program will in total be probably about three years or more, will be quite expensive, and job availability is slim. There is often only one or two child life specialists per MAJOR hospital. Which means that I would have to move to a big city to find a job, IF they are even hiring for one. What do I do?? oh life is so hard to decide sometimes!

There Can Be Miracles

So I went in for a job interview awhile ago to work as a Customer Service representative for a small company called American Crafts in Provo. The actual interview was for an Executive Assistant position, however, during the interview they told me that I did not seem a good fit for the position, however, they did have a Customer Service rep opening in 6-8 weeks, and I apparently would fit well with this job. I really appreciated their honesty (though I totally think I could have done it). So now that about that much time has passed, I am anxiously awaiting their phone call, but I'm wondering if it was just a nice way of saying "we don't want you to work for us..." I hope they call one way or another just so that I can not keep hoping....

Speaking of hoping, earlier this week I was working out, one of my favorite pasttimes, and the song "There can be miracles if you believe" came on. I had somewhere in the back of my head been contemplating my life and where I was, how I haven't started grad school yet nor have I had much luck in dating, or finding a job (I graduated from BYU with a BS in Marriage, Family, and Human Development) however...I really am very happy with my life. The song hit me because it made me remember that sometimes we just have to believe that there are a lot of great things ahead of us, and believe in the Savior. It's an active decision, and if we choose to believe, we CAN see great miracles in our lives, even if they are small miracles-- like having a better attitude, finding joy in the journey, having a sweet friend give you a hug...and the big things that aren't happening seem like small things. By small and simple things (miracles), great things come to pass. Life is so good, especially when we believe!

Bring My Brother Back!

I'm just wondering if the government is going to reward all of our soldiers in Afghanistan for keeping the peace out there. I sure hope so because whatever Obama is doing isn't exactly worthy of what they are doing....I'm just sayin....Not that I think they shouldn't be out there by all means. I just want my brother back! The poor kid wasn't even allowed to tell us that he was going out there because his mission was top secret. He called us before he left for Japan and asked us to pray for him. He went and got a blessing from his Bishop as well. He hasn't been active in Church since he was about fifteen, though he asks us to pray for him when he has something big going on. We were wondering why he was so worried about leaving, and asked him if they were sending him to Iraq. He responded with something to the effect of, "please do not ask me that question again. It could compromise things." He has lost some of his friends and when I hear what his wife has to say (he doesn't call us, just her, and she relays information), he isn't the same brother that I had before. It's hard for those boys to see such horrific things! :( BRING MY BROTHER BACK!

Yeah yeah halloween!

Mwahahaha.....it was a dark and stormy night in the village of Whosebane.....as the villagers slept soundly in their beds, the sounds of howling awakened a few startled children. "Go back to sleep, sweetheart, there is nothing to be afraid of...we are safe in our beds."

The next morning, the town awoke, and a villager had been attacked by a werewolf in the quiet warmth of his own home. Who is the werewolf in the village....it must be stopped before anyone else gets hurt......are your children safe????

Ha we played "Werewolves" for FHE on Monday at the Bishopric homes, followed by some indoor s'mores (delicious, might I add...and oh so easy to make!) I finally discovered how the word "Smore" came about.....they are so good that you always want s'more!

I am excited for Halloween. It is going to be a blast. And finally my roommates have decided that we are all going to dress up AND host a Halloween party! Keep your ears open for some fun! I will not reveal what our costumes are going to be...however, if you have any silver clothes that you are willing to loan, please let me know! :) (that includes shoes, accessories, etc.)