Today is

a milestone.

hip hip!

I'd like a vacation, please.

Today, I am willing to use my paid time off.  Any of these places would serve as prime destinations:

vermont

san fran

the macy's thanksgiving day parade

the redwoods

switzerland

heck, I'd even go to hawaii

anyone care to join?

mixed feelings

snow today. thinking about

love: skiing

hate: scraping my car windows every ding-dong day

love: coco lattes

hate: muddy slush on my pants

love: mittens

hate: black ice

love: lights at temple square

hate: snow before leaves fall

love: coats

hate: dry skin/hair/lips

love: holiday breaks

hate: indoor recess

and even though I should be used to it after living in Idaho, I keep thinking it's not even november yet.

To Miss Brynn

I think you are the best teacher in the world. I wish that 3rd grade would last forever. Only too bad for me because it doesn't. At least I have more time because it's the beginning of the year.

From, Claire


I wish I had a classroom full of Claire. Her adorable note made my day. (Plus, everything was spelled right and in complete sentences).

october love list

• autumn
• rainstorms
• friday fun day
• the art market
• phone calls
• third graders (some more than others)
• General Conference
• fall clothes
• PIE: making and enjoying
• peanut butter
• weekend detox time
• water
• hot showers
• singing with my students
• dinner at G&G's
• Rocky Road milkshakes
• browsing blogs
• a clean desk
• wednesday prep time
• open windows
• seeing Bailey sometimes
• having something to say
• new skis
• Mrs. Piggle Wiggle
• playing with lyv
• sleep
• changing leaves
• pumpkins

this boy I know

This is Samuel.

He's a handsome geologist from Centerville.

Samuel enjoys rocks, BMW's, books by Joseph Fielding Smith, spending time with his family, the band U2, and manicotti.

Things I like about him:

• he smells good
• he likes mountains
• he is kind
• he is a good planner
• he likes skiing
• he knows how to shop better than I do
• he sends me postcards
• he is a hard worker
• he is a good friend

short for my height and young for my age

A couple of weekends ago my family was in California. Bailey and I were walking down the sidewalk of the mall when we were stopped by a guy trying to sell hair straighteners. Bay let him try it out on her, and then he proceeded with his sales pitch. "How old are you two?" he asked. We told him: 18 and 22. "You are lying to me! I thought something like 14 and 16-- not 18 and 22!" We laughed akwardly.

During that same weekend, we attended my cousin's wedding. Some relatives who we hadn't seen in a while were there. They greeted me, "Hey sweetheart! How are you? You just look so cute, hon! How is school for you?" (Keep in mind that these girls are only 8 months older and 8 months younger than I am...) and I don't think they meant teaching school.

One of my students randomly came up to me the other day and said, "Miss Brynn, when my parents came to Back to School Night, they said you looked like you were 12 years old. How old are you?"

Again at school, my students were playing in my classroom for indoor recess and I was doing some filing. The school reading specialist came in and asked a student, "Where is your teacher?" I came over greeted her. She assured me, "Someday you will just LOVE being mistaken for a third grader!"

Even so, just for the record:

I have a college degree.

I work on a salary.

I have an educators licence.

I'm old enough to do this.

I guess I should be praying to keep my "youthful look" for many years to come-- it will be nice to be 90 and still look 50, right?