if I had all the money in the world...

I would go here:

and stay here:

and see this:

 Someday, I will.

2008 part 1

One of the biggest failures of my life is probably my inability to keep a journal going. I must have 10-20 notebooks, diaries, or journals where I half-heatedly tried to record the most important parts of my life. But needless say, they didn't last very long. Despite my failures, I really do believe keeping a journal is important.

Thus, today is the first of (hopefully) many  
"Journal Entry Thursdays" 

I know 2008 was a long time ago, but many life-defining-moments happened that year. (even though I didn't know it at the time).

March 20th 2008

I met Scott Gregory Keyes.

At the time, we both worked for BYU Catering. I began working there (because I needed a job and my sister was a captain and convinced me to apply) as a waitstaff in August 2007. In October I was promoted to Maitre-d, which basically means you get more responsibility, work more hours, and have to work with the costumers a lot more--but mostly, I did it for the pay raise. 

March 20th, I was put on as a Maitre'd for probably one of my biggest banquets yet: a 404 person Regular Serve (as opposed to a much simpler buffet) in the WSC Ballroom. And because I was so very experienced by this point I was given a Maitre-D trainee to train at the same time. His name was Scott. Scott was a very hard worker, always running around doing whatever it looked like needed to be done. Unfortunately, that was not what he was supposed to be doing. He was supposed to be shadowing me. Which basically means he was supposed to be following me around so that he could learn what Maitre-Ds do. So because he was always off doing something "important", I was constantly chasing him down so I could show him obviously more important things. 

Needless to say, I was slightly frustrated that night and Scott didn't make a great impression. Despite this first impression, Scott and I were both dating other people at the time. So of course, nothing happened right away.

May 2008 

Captain Promotions!

For those of you not familiar with how Catering works, a Captain is a student supervisor who is put in charge of events. Captains work with their full-time (or three-quarter time) ECs (or event coordinators) to carry out events. They do everything from preparations before the event to carrying out the actually event (where they are put in charge of a varying number of other students) to cleaning up after the event. 

Basically, being a captain is a lot of work. But, it comes with more hours (which I was looking for that summer, since I wasn't in school), more money (which I was also looking for that summer....), and more social life (which I didn't necessarily need. but hey, why not?).

Scott and I were both promoted that May and became Captain Trainees. Not only that, but because of EFY and a lack of full Captains, we were thrown into several banquets together while learning how to do things on our own. 

Here is a picture of Scott as my Maitre'd on one of my first Wedding Banquets 

(shortly after becoming a Captain)

 

He is sad that the flower I gave him fell out of his pocket.

ps. we were nothing more than friends at this point

June 30, 2008

Our first date.

Summer of 2008 was partially, for me at least, characterized by Catering Date Nights. These basically consisted of all the Captains being paired up with other Captains to go on huge group dates on Monday nights. They were a lot of fun. 

For the first date, we had a bonfire and roasted marshmallows and made s'mores. Interestingly, Scott and I were paired up for the this one...

 

... and he was obviously a lot more excited about it than I was.

 

...to be continued.

blogging...a slippery slope

I'm one of those people who limits the activities I do during each semester so that I will be forced to get all my work done early so that I won't have anything to procrastinate with. For the most part, it seems to work. Especially since getting married to him. I no longer feel like I have to have a life outside of my school work because I'm happy.

Anyway, I have a little ritual that I do before I start my homework everyday. It goes like this:
1. check mail
2. eat something (usually unhealthy)
3. do my daily sudoku calendar
4. check gmail
5. check facebook (I'm pretty good at limiting my time on here)

Finally, I'm ready to start my homework.

Recently, however, I somehow got sucked into the blogging world. It might be because I know some really great writers. Or maybe since (like I said before) I have no life during the semester, I'm really living vicariously through the lives of some bloggers I know. But most likely its because, deep down (okay maybe not so deep...), my fingers are longing to blog.

Well, no matter what the reason, I've become addicted to blogs. Checking blogs has become number 6 on my list. And really, its getting a little out of hand. It started with just some friends and family. But after a while, I became almost depressed when no one had updated their blogs. So I began browsing....and now I've become enthralled in the lives of acquaintances and people I don't even know.

So here I am. Starting one of my own. Maybe it will destroy my addiction. But probably, it will just aggravate it.

But really, who cares?

School isn't really that important anyway, right?