7 weeks and counting, people!

This semester is proving to be the busiest and most stressful of the 4 years in college, but also the best. Last semester was busy with my public relations campaign class and its three demanding campaigns, but balancing two internships, a job, a husband, two additional classes, and other life ‘things’ this semester is insane. Let’s not mention the times that I get dragged into PR projects (#trianglepower – Doritos Superbowl commercial) or the time spent helping out my brother-in-law (I freaking hate Audis and tires…), or the time spent on other random projects (like speaking at the library gala). Also, might I add that senioritis is a real thing. I have zero motivation to do anything, and it's a dangerous thing.

See the girl holding the papers in the back? That's me. Day 2 of #trianglepower filming.
Stay tuned to see the actual commercial soon! 

Friends of the Library Gala - October 11, 2014

Date night with the husband a couple of weeks ago

Since August, I’ve spent many nights lying in bed – stressing, worrying, feeling anxious, being excited, – into the wee hours, wondering how I can continue to do my best work in all aspects of my life, even if it is crazy busy. The real world is creeping closer. I’ll be walking away from SUU with one hell of an expensive piece of paper that says I’m able to do Public Relations in just 7 weeks. Uhhhh, whaatttt? (Granted, I don’t actually get my diploma and walk until May, but I’ll be done with school is 32 school days. That number doesn’t include weekends or days off for Thanksgiving.) Can’t I just work in the copy center or in the library for forever? Yeah - because my position in the copy center is a student position, I can only work in there as long as I'm a student at the university. With graduation looming, I'll be out of a job. Where the hell am I supposed to get a job in Cedar Shitty City, Utah in public relations while my husband finishes his degree? It’s the conundrum that’s currently eating at the lining of my stomach in the form of acid from the heartburn I get from anxiety. Go team!

Can I be the first to admit that the thought of life outside of college is kind of intimidating? I can see why students choose to continue getting degrees instead of focusing on getting a job. (This scenario doesn’t apply to those of you that actually need your master’s degrees and beyond to get a great job, by the way.) “Oh, I finished my bachelor’s degree? Let’s go get that master’s. Hot damn, I have my master’s degree now, let’s go get that PhD.  Hey, now I’m a doctor, let’s go get another bachelor’s degree!” It’s easier to hide behind student loans and homework rather than actually face getting a “grown up job” to put your degree (and the $20,000 you spent to get it) to work. I am lucky that I chose a degree that offers me many different paths to choose from. 

My internship at the hospital this semester has confirmed how much I love PR and how badly I want to be a communication specialist at a hospital. I’ve always had a passion for the medical field, for people, for events, and for writing. This job combines all four of those things into one big ball of (stress) happiness. This truly is my dream job! My supervisor has allowed me to take on a lot of responsibility and I've gotten to do a lot of hands-on work. Since I started, I've helped with Valley View's health fair, written tons of patient stories AND have had them published, I've helped with video interviews, and I do whatever my supervisor wants me to do. I can't wait for that letter of recommendation at the end and to continue to have my foot in the door at Intermountain.

After internship selfie - see my cool badge? (:

Some of the patient stories I've written that have been published.

A cute thank you gift from my supervisor. 

My other internship is allowing me to see the aspect of working for a government agency. I like the creativity and freedom that being a PR major allows me to have in most situations. The government takes creativity and freedom and squashes them like bugs with their rules and regulations. Of course there's rules and regulations at the hospital, but not near as crazy as the government. This internship was supposed to be paid, but so far there's been a "lack of funding." There's a lot of outreach work to be done, and unfortunately my supervisor isn't quite as organized nor as experienced in the PR world as my hospital supervisor. It's been more of a baptism by fire situation that I've cried many tears over, but I only have to survive seven more weeks of it.

What was this blog post for? To put my thoughts and feelings out there, I guess. In seven weeks, I'll be on my way out the door of SUU forever, and into the big world. My two internships will be completed, my job will be gone, and classes will be over. I don't know what I'm going to do for a job. I don't know where my PR career is going to take me. I could go in all sorts of directions. As I've mentioned before on this blog, I don't like not having a plan. I like to know what we're doing, where we're going, and what's going to happen. On December 12, I'm a lost cause. What I do know is that I have an amazing, supportive husband who pushes me to do my best and who has been my number one supporter and shoulder to cry on this semester. Trevor Sean, I love you. Here's to finishing up my next crazy 7 weeks, and going on to the next chapter.

That weekend that we got really sweaty and hot and had tons of fun.

^^ Much better title than "Fall Break '14" right? :)

Seriously, god bless those of you who go deer hunting because without you, we wouldn’t have had two days off for fall break. (Shout out to Trev’s uncle Jason, aunt Trish, and cousin Amanda who all got deer this past weekend.) The week leading up to fall break was busy so when we finally loaded up the car and drove out of the parking lot Friday afternoon, I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Sometimes, a girl just needs to get away with her husband (and her brother-in-law… talk about a cock-block ;)) and leave responsibilities, jobs, internships and patient stories at home. 

On Friday, October 17^th, we drove up to Salt Lake City, checked into our hotel, and went to Trevor’s favorite band’s final concert. Now, most of you know I’m a country music kind of gal, but I’ll listen to pretty much anything. Anberlin has some great tunes and lyrics, and I’ve been listening to them with Trev since we started dating 2.5 years ago. I’ve never been to a rock concert, but I’m glad that Anberlin took my rock virginity card. I was a little nervous to go to the show because I didn’t want to get killed in mosh pit. The reason why I like country concerts is you can sit in a chair or stand in front of your chair safely. You don’t have to worry about getting pushed around or caught in a sweaty claustrophobic hell unless you’re in the pit. Anberlin (I’ve been since told) had a really mild concert compared to some other rock bands like A Day to Remember. When they first took the stage, a bunch of dumb ass boys started jumping around and moshing, pushing me near tears. Trev was standing behind me and made sure thqat nothing was going to happen to me. I’ve never been so grateful for such a large husband. The moshing only happened two more times throughout the show. I was however in white guy hell for the whole show; I’ve never seen so many men jump around, flail their arms, fist pump, or nod their heads to the beat. Yes, my husband and brother-in-law are included in this white guy hell. Trevor sang (yelled) his heart out to every song while I took pictures and sang along to the songs that I knew. Anberlin played for a solid two hours. Stephen Christian’s vocals were solid and the band played their hearts out. By the time the show was done, my ears were ringing and my feet hurt. I also smelled like a peach, covered in so much salty, smelly sweat (half my own, some of it Trev’s, the rest was everybody elses :O)… Nasty. We happily walked away from The Complex with our Anberlin final tour shirts. Adios, Anberlin. Thanks for giving my husband 12 years of music.

Anberlin concert//and Stephen Christian liked my Instagram photo of the concert. :))

Saturday October 18^th we slept in as much as we could, and then got ready to head to Lagoon’s Frightmares. Cam, Trev, and I had never been to Frightmares before, and we all love Lagoon. No, it’s not as cool as Disneyland or Six Flags, but for Utah it does its job.  We got to Lagoon at about 3 p.m., and I couldn’t believe how crowded it was. Turns out that all of the colleges and most of the high schools in Utah had fall break at the same time (again, thank you deer hunt) so families, teens, and college students like ourselves flocked to the one amusement park in Utah. The lines for the rides were long, but Trevor kept saying, “Remember, these aren’t as bad as the Disneyland ride lines!” And he was right – it wasn’t hot and miserable yet it wasn’t too cold, and the lines moved fairly quickly. We hit almost all of the big rides and were able to go into one of the Frightmares haunted houses. We munched on Dip-n-Dots, got wet on Rattlesnake Rapids (not our smartest idea since we stayed so late into the night), and the boys ate overpriced dinners. Lagoon did a nice job with the Halloween decorations, and it wasn’t until later that we saw the spooks, zombies, and vampires start walking around. We were standing in line for the Frightmares’ haunted house, and somehow a creepy ass girl vampire managed to come up behind me and screamed in my face when I turned around. I nearly shat my pants, while Cameron and Trev laughed.  Thanks, boys. By the time we got back to the hotel room that night, our feet were double aching and we were exhausted. Note: Trevor and I are so excited for “Cannibal,” the new HUGE extreme ride that’s coming to Lagoon next summer. Cam’s afraid of heights, wiener.

Sunday we checked out of our hotel (have I ever told you how much I freaking LOVE staying at hotels? Really, I truly do), wandered around the Gateway Mall, and met up with the boys’ cousin Colton and his girlfriend Tiffani at a Texas Roadhouse in Taylorsville. Nothing perks me up more than a prime rib for lunch, nom om om. The food and company was great, and the conversation was even better. It’s nice to catch up with family members that we don’t see near enough. Colton and Tiffani aren’t engaged yet, but it’s only a matter of time; any chance we get to spend time with Tiffani helps us in getting to know her better, since she will be apart of the family. Instead of going to the Hogle Zoo like planned after Texas Roadhouse, Cam,Trev, and I ventured down to Lehi to see my family and spend the night with them. My brother Trevor took us out skeet shooting and showed us around his job at Wasatch Wing and Clay in Cedar Fort. My brother might not be going to school, but he has a $28,000 a year paying job working with guns, pheasants and people, and being outside. What more does a boy want? Cam kept saying, “Dude, you have a sweet job!” It was nice to see my brother so passionate about something because he struggled through school and never was really passionate about anything except for his animals. We shot at flying orange disks for over two hours before we headed home to hang out with Mom, Dad, and Tedo. Sunday dinner with the family was my mom’s crockpot lasagna (yum) and then we parked ourselves on the couch to watch the Broncos destroy the 49ers on Sunday Night Football. Kaepernick, you suck.

Shooting - god bless 'Murrica and the second ammendment.

Monday we convinced Tedo to come to the zoo with us since he didn’t have school and it would get him out of working in the yard. After almost ten years of living in our house, my parents are finally finishing up the front yard, and the amount of work still left to do is daunting. It’ll look soooo good when my dad is done with it, compared to the dirt and weeds it has been for years. Cameron, Trevor, and I have all been to the San Diego Zoo, so I think we were expecting the Hogle Zoo to be to that size expectation… but it’s not. The zoo only took us two hours to go through, and the exhibits and animals were less than stellar. But we had fun being together and taking silly pictures. Cameron, like Trevor, is great with kids and I’m excited for him to be an uncle someday. We ate lunch at JCW’s and then spent a couple of hours at home playing Legos and playing with Sasha the German Shepard before we had to head back to Cedar City for Cameron to work on Tuesday. We never quite have enough time to spend with my family. The next time Trev and I will see my family is Christmastime.

Hogle Zoo // Sasha the German Shepard (bottom row, second picture left side)

Although Tuesday was mine and Trev’s official last day of fall break, I spent it working in the copy center while Trev sat at home and worked on homework. Unfortunately, one can only avoid real life and responsibilities for so long. I loved being able to spend so much quality time with husband dear though. This semester we haven't done a lot of that other than our weekly date night because of our busy schedules. Being an adult sucks sometimes, and we can’t wait for Thanksgiving break.

Side rant: So, The Walking Dead started two weeks ago, and ohhhh myyyyy goshhhhh it’s already so intense and gross and AHHHHHHH. We watched the second episode that we recorded on Sunday Tuesday night, and we were both dying. Three things so far about the season: poor Bob; Daryl and Carol forever; and we think Rick is a secret psycho maniac. The end. (:

#TheWalkingDeadSunday #walkersunday (Like our Walking Dead shirts? Me too.)

Carol & Daryl forever, people. This hug killed me. 

Oh hey there!

Oh boy, oh boy, where do I begin?

First of all, hello blogging world! I don’t think I have any more blog followers, but even if I don’t, this blog is mainly for me and my future posterity anyway. Sorry yet-to-exist children and grandchildren – mommy//grandma gets so busy with life sometimes that she puts blogging on the back burner, no matter how many times she promises to do better. Ooops.

After months of not having an update, let's do a very wordy update, shall we?

Mr. Green – is finishing up requirements, fixing the last of his bad grades in school and studying for the Praxis exam so that he can apply for the elementary education program in February. We missed the deadline to apply for spring block, but his counselor said he has a great chance of entering the program for fall 2015.

Trev's 'second' day of school outfit

Mrs. Green – is TEN WEEKS AWAY from never going back to college, ever again (unless her future employer pays for her to go to grad school, that is).

First day of school outfit - August 25, 2014

Mr. Green – is slated to graduate in May 2017 with a Bachelor of Science in Elementary Education, with an additional license emphasizing his training in special education.
***Side note: I was actually really bummed to hear that Trev wouldn't be graduating until May 2017 because that means 2 1/2 more years in Cedar Shitty City. For some reason, I thought we were going to get out of here sooner. Blame it on social media, but I feel bummed watching my other friends and their husbands move or do cool things because in my mind, Trevor and I are stuck here and aren't progressing. One week of depressing thoughts, feelings and long talks with my husband about life and decisions, and I realized it wasn't so bad after all. Once Trev has his teaching degree, we can go anywhere we damn well please.

Mrs. Green – although technically done with school in December, won’t actually graduate (aka: walk across a stage to get a diploma) until May 1, 2015.

Mr. Green – still loves working at Chrysalis. Refresher: Trev got hired in January by Chrysalis to work in a house with three different moderately to more severe handicapped individuals. He was at one house from January till June, and then switched to a new house along with one of his clients. He loves this new house, and the clients love him. It makes me so proud to see how gentle and loving Trevor is with such special individuals.

Fishing with his clients at the lake on the hill.

Mrs. Green – dedicates way too much time to copying and printing and dealing with foreign exchange students who don’t understand American money and chatting with her boss and coworkers in the Copy Shop in the library. I’ve worked in the library for three years now – THREE YEARS – and get anxiety when I think about leaving my home away from home for a grownup job.

Mr. Green – has been saving up his lawn-mowing money for a new XBOX One and spends one or two nights a week shooting people, stealing cars, and pretending he lives a high risk life by playing Grand Theft Auto 5.

Mrs. Green – has a husband who loves her way too much because he helped her purchase a new 2012 hatchback Chevy Sonic. Stick shift and inferno-orange colored, of course. {I talked about the new car a little bit more in my Highlights of Summer '14 post.}

Mr. and Mrs. Green – have no desire to become parents until the IUD has to be forcibly removed in April 2018, but that doesn't mean that we don’t have severe baby hunger now and again. I'm following all of the Mormon mommy bloggers that I can because they seem to have the cutest babies.

Mr. Green - convinced his wife to watch the 12 episode comeback season of 24: Live Another Day this past summer, and now she refuses to watch the rest of the 24 seasons because of how utterly depressing and highly stressful the show can be.

Mrs. Green - got a new camera for her birthday {thanks Trevie!} because I shattered my old one while we were in Monterey visiting Aubrey. Now I like to pretend that I'm just another white girl photographer. ;) Just kidding, but my new Canon camera takes nice quality photos. Next up, I want a Fujifilm Polaroid camera and a GoPro. 

Mr. and Mrs. Green – have a new little ‘niece’ named Ellie, who is almost four months old. Want to know more about Ellie? Click here. I spoil her with clothes every chance I get – it curbs my baby hunger.

Mr. Green – works a lot of hours, especially at night and on the weekends, leaving his wife on the couch with Netflix and an afghan blanket for company. Trev works so hard for us and I appreciate everything he does for me.

Mrs. Green – has two internships this semester to keep her busy: one is with the Forest Service assisting with a program to increase women wildland firefighters in the Manti-La Sal, Fishlake, and Dixie National forests. The other one is with Intermountain’s Valley View Medical Center in the Public Relations Department {my dream job!}.

First day of my internship at the hospital - August 26, 2014

Mr. Green – loves tacky anime shows (The Legend of Korra) and likes to pretend sometimes that he is a water//air//metal//earth bender. HA.

Mrs. Green – hammered through all nine seasons of Criminal Minds on Netflix in order to watch the current tenth season. However, by subjecting myself to so many serial killers and freakiness, I am a much more paranoid person.

Mr. and Mrs. Green – had a really fun summer but it ended all too quickly. Now that the leaves are changing and cold weather is coming, we’re both dreaming of warmer days in San Diego with Michelle and Danny.

Imperial Beach in San Diego with Trev and Michelle - July 19, 2014

Mr. Green – is still Tedo’s favorite person. I became second priority when I married Trevor, because my little brother loves him more than me. Tedo's coming with us to San Diego in December for a whole week.

Fishing over the 4th of July weekend - best of buddies.

Mrs. Green – has tried to go back to her natural hair color (dirty dishwater blonde) and my hair is the lightest it has been in years. I miss my dark brunette/close to black hair, but Trevor loves my lighter look. I’m sitting at a light brown/dark blonde.

Mr. Green – still deals with his wife’s PMS and anxiety craziness like a champ. Seriously, someone give that man a gold star. He’s going to be so great with our daughter(s).

Mrs. Green – had way too many friends graduate this past May, so this semester she's going solo on a lot of things dealing with PR. I did love seeing my friends when they came down to visit during SUU's Forever Red homecoming celebration.

SUU's graduation day, May 2, 2014 - Becca, me, Tommy & Jessica

SUU's Forever Red Homecoming - September 12, 2014

Mr. and Mrs. Green - are ready to move into an apartment that allows pets. We want to get a French Bulldog puppy by next summer and name it Milo. We also want a kitty named Meeko. Meeko and Milo will grow up the bestest of friends.

Mr. Green - was able to meet his all-time favorite band in August at Van's Warped Tour in Salt Lake City and see them perform. He thought it would be the first and the last time to see them because they had announced that they were going to be done after this year. Anberlin {his favorite band} is now on their final tour and announced a tour date in Salt Lake City. Luckily, we were able to buy tickets. Anberlin, we're coming for you in two weeks!

Trev and Cameron meeting Anberlin - August 2, 2014

Mrs. Green - still loves getting her nails done by Amanda. I've had the cutest nails over the past couple of months. The girl has talent! If any of you blog readers up North want her to do your nails, she comes to Lehi once a month//every three weeks.

 

Mr. Green - gets dragged to country concerts by his wife, but normally puts on a smile and deals with it. We went to Keith Urban in August at USANA Ampitheater, and it was awesome. Trev actually likes Keith Urban now. I think it's because KU is a little bit more rock-n-roll than country.

Mrs. Green - was given the PR Student of the Year Bronze award back in April at the Communication Awards Banquet. It was such an honor, especially because my two best friends received the silver and gold awards.

Mr. and Mrs. Green - still love each other very much. Marriage is indeed the roller coaster that we signed up for. It's fun to So far this semester, we've been so busy with work, school, and different schedules that it's been hard to spend time together. We've definitely noticed how important it is to have a weekly date night once a week. Mr. Green is still my best friend, my number one partner in crime. We lead such a happy and blessed life. But, in honesty, let me be the first to say that every day is not happiness and butterflies. In fact, some days it's flipping hard and we each want to bash our heads through a wall. Trevor and I believe though that if we keep working hard, rely on each other, dream as big as we can, and continue to love like crazy, we'll be just fine.

Whew! That was a long, random post. 

Kudos to those of you {if any} who read through that whole post.

I'm not going to promise to blog once a day, or even once a week.

But I'll try to do a monthly recap.

I miss writing.