Thursday, January 13, 2011

Fun, fun, fun till my daddy takes the T-bird away

Oh, man! The pressure of posting for the very first time on my very first blog is pretty heavy... but I think I will make it through. I don't  believe that blogging should be high pressure, so I will make a vow right now that I won't let it become so. It shall be my haven. And I will call it my haven. And it shall be mine.

This blog is coming to pass way later than it should have been. I have wanted to blog for years. The key, it turns out, is to have someone that you are accountable to. I told somewhere around 7 people that I was going to blog about my upcoming adventures and I did that on purpose so that I wouldn't have a choice but to start one. I suppose I could just ignore the silent accusations flung at me from the general direction of United States, but imagined judgement is the worst kind.

So, I begin. I have just graduated from BYU, and feel extremely educated. (Let me know if you need an answer to something. Chances are, I know it.) I feel those simultaneously conflicting and complimentary feelings of excitement and terror that I am sure many college graduates feel when they are handed the world at a ridiculously young age and told that they can do whatever and go wherever they want. I have to say though, that the excitement is winning out. I feel incredibly blessed to have these years handed to me. A weighing concern is that I will use them to their fullest potential and that I will somehow discover what God has in mind for me. Because right now? I want nothing more than to do exactly what that is. However, the heavens are pretty silent. So, I have made a plan and it sounds too good to be true even when I say it to myself. And I have no doubt that God will correct me where I have drawn outside the lines.

I have a feeling that I am going to have to constantly check myself on the length of my posts... so, before I break some unknown Bloggers United rule, I will end this one. I am back at Anasazi, the wilderness therapy program where I interned over the summer (and I LOVE it), I am in the process of buying my plane ticket to Honduras where I will live until April and volunteer at a small non-profit, Seattle is calling to me increasingly loudly for a summer stay, and so is my Ben and Jerry's from the freezer in the other room. Not for a summer stay, though. More like 15 minutes.


  1. Wahoo!! First follower and first comment EVER!

    I wouldn't worry too much about the length of your posts, just keep the paragraphs short so it is easier to read.

    So glad to see you have a blog my little sister!

  2. I love reading blogs!! yay! congrats on graduating thats exciting! and Honduras sounds amazing!! I have a blog too!
    miss you!

  3. YEAY for the newest blogger!! Can I be a follower? And has anyone ever told you you're a fantastic writer??? Well, you are. And I love you. And I'm gonna miss you.

    But you should come see Dan and me in SoCal, which is where we'll be heading this summer. I'll take you to Disneyland. You'll probably have to pay, though. Because we're really poor.

  4. I loved hearing about what you do down there at the camp! What an experience! Leslie was right about you being a fantastic writer. of course you always have been. It is just I don't get to read your stuff often :). I wish you the best, and too much of that awful coffee flavored ice cream has can not be good. :)

  5. Haha oh man. You and Ben & Jerry make a nice threesome couple...