Sunday, April 27, 2014

Graduation Announcements and Bird Poop

I am finally done with my Master's of Adult Education degree.  I have been attending Westminster College for the past two year with no breaks, meaning I did summer, fall, and spring semesters without taking a break, and last Thursday I attended my final class and handed in my last paper.  Hooray!!!!  Now, I guess I am somewhat lying.  I submitted my thesis and had it returned with formatting corrections that need to be fixed before I submit it to the the library for publishing, but other than that I am done!  It feels so good.  However, as weird as this might sound, I think I will miss school.  I really love learning, but, I hate homework.  And I'm very excited to get paid to work, instead of paying tuition money to do work.  The timing of my school has worked out really well.  I get a month to wrap up things at home before moving.  When the London thing happened we initially thought we might have to be over there in March or April, which would have been hard with a school schedule, I would have skyped in at 3 am.  But how it is, everything will have time to get done.  

Westminster is a little weird because their graduation ceremony isn't until May 31st even though classes are done.  I'm not sure why they do this.  I had Porter snap a few pictures of me for an announcement.  I have two done up but I'm not sure which one to use.  What one do you like best?  Also, look at the pic at the bottom.  Right after this picture was taken I was pooped by a bird.  No joke.  I'm sitting there minding my own business, working it for the camera when Porter I both hear a loud popping noise and I though someone had thrown something at us until I looked behind me, and at the back of my dress.  The freaking bird aimed so well that it hit my back and ran all the way down my skirt.  What a way to end a photo shoot, stupid bird.  At least it was on my backside.  I told Porter to help me, so he went and ripped a tulip leaf off a plant (at temple square, I was afraid the gardeners would see and kick us out) and started wiping me off.  Ha!  He did what he could, but I still need to get the dress dry cleaned.


Friday, April 11, 2014

It's Me or the Spider

A few years ago I had a run in with a spider, not just any spider, like the biggest spider of my life.  I was home alone and doing some chores.  I decided to go throw some laundry in.  Our washer and dryer are in the basement, but we recently remodeled it so I frequently go down there without any shoes on.  This happened to be one of those times.  So I've got my basket of laundry and I head downstairs.  I dump the laundry in, get the machine going, when I look up to see a huge spider.  It looked like a massive hobo spider, or wolf spider, I don't know it all happened so fast.  This spider was on the move, like running across the wall.  Usually I would yell for Porter and watch it so it couldn't get a way.  However, no Porter, my next plan if I ever was to find my self in this situation would be to either grab a towel or shoe and kill the devil myself.  Again, no shoes, no towel, no time. This became a defining moment in my bug killing escapades.  If I did nothing the spider would run and hide and wait until it could strike, probably biting me while I slept.  So it came down to this: the spider or me.  Suddenly things slowed to crawl as I examined my options, then as the spider was almost about to get away with out thinking I began chanting "me or the spider, me or the spider" as I raised my bare hand up and squished that spider.  GROSS!!!!!!  I screamed so loud as I felt that spider body pop beneath my skin.  I am actually shuddering while writing this.  But now I know that in a pinch I can call for the strength from my war chant: Me or the Spider!!!!

About a month ago I woke up and got ready for the day.  I walk past the mirror and had a little, "hey, good looking moment.  So what does one do in that type of situation?  Um...take a selfie of course!  I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and snapped a picture to send to the hubster just so he knew how cute his wifey was today.  I even did the sign for "I love you," just in case he didn't realize that sending cute selfies also means I love you.
 So, there I am snapping cute little selfies when what do I see?  A spider!!!  I was not a happy camper. Now, granted this was not like the arachnisaurus I encountered before, but still a spider in my house...not cool.
 At least this time I was in a bathroom, so I grabbed some tissue, called out my war cry and squish, that was the end of that arachnid.  Spiders fear me!
 And then I had to follow it up with a final selfie of me showing (well not quite showing) my guns that smote the fiend!  Hope you all are having a happy, healthy and spider free Friday!

Friday, April 4, 2014

The Only Thing that is Certain in Life is Change

Where to start.....a few weeks ago Porter and I made a little announcement on Facebook that we were moving to London.  For most this was a complete surprise as we really haven't talked about it publicly.  It has actually been in the works for about 6 months.  Last November Porter came home and told me that his company, HireVue (they are awesome, go check them out), was embarking on an expansion into Europe.  Porter was very excited and wanted to apply for the position of one person from the home office going to join the team over seas.  I told him, sure, why not?  However, I don't think I really thought I would actually be moving to a different country 6 months later.

The process took a while, and we had no idea if it was happening or not, hence we really didn't say anything.  But in late February Porter had his interview and told me it went well.  A few weeks later it was official, he had been chosen.  So then came the stressful part of negotiations and making plans.  So the plan is for us to be over there 1-2 years, although Porter keeps telling me to just plan on 2 years.  We went to London last week.  Porter had lots of meetings and work sessions, I was house hunting.  I sorted through hundreds of properties and narrowed it down to about 50.  I saw 20 houses a day for 2 days, then the last day we saw 10.  I was dreaming about houses, oy!  We have decided to live in Wimbledon, so south west London and we found a place there that we plan to make an offer on. It's a 3 bed, 1 and a half bath and its adorable.  Plus it has a palm tree, which is crazy because it's freaking London!  Perhaps I will name the palm tree.

This trip was fun but also stressful.  Everyone keeps telling me how exciting and what an adventure, which don't get me wrong it is, but there is so much stuff to take care of.  I'm freaking out just a bit.  I think I will be excited when everything is done and we get on the plane to move.  Oh, so in the middle of an international move, I am also finishing my final semester of Graduate school, which means finishing my thesis.  That is also making life exciting.  I think it will be odd going from crazy busy here, to super quiet over there as I won't be working immediately.  I am going to be looking at colleges that needs adjunct vocal teachers and also companies looking at gamification, two completely different industries, but I love them both, and I would love to put my degree to work.

I am going to miss Salt Lake City so much.  I love it here.  I have so many wonderful family members and friends here, plus our cute little house (which is for rent while were gone, btw), my vocal studio and all my cute students, and I have all my awesome shopping locations.  But no worries we will be back.  Porter thinks we might fall in love and want to live there forever, but I don't know.  This blog will hopefully get a lot more active.  It will be my way to show what we are up to and what it's like living as an expat in London.  The first item on my list when we move is to find and excellent sticky toffee pudding, and then maybe a bed.  Cheers!