Wednesday, November 25, 2009


So, I've been in a funk lately. I've just kind of had a bad attitude about life in general. Being Thanksgiving and all, I'm going to try to remedy this by making a listy-list of small, silly, and random things I am grateful for. I am blessed beyond measure. Here goes.

Family and friends, even the crazy ones. I heart all your faces.
A car--to get to work, to get home, to see the world
My cell phone and computer. I love talking to my family each day.
Music. It lifts my spirits. Who doesn't like singing in the car?
Fall leaves and sweater weather
The beautiful mountains and scenic places of Utah
The gospel and my cute ward
Contacts. Wow. I tell you what. Wow.
The best roomies ever
Axton, Zoe, and Dante
A wonderful job and class that I love
The ability to play the piano, guitar, and violin
My freaking fantastic educational opportunities
The chances I've had to travel near and far
A good, hot shower
Service that blesses my life and the lives of others
Comedy and laughter. Need I say more?
Sleeping in on a weekday morning
Mom's waffles for breakfast
Gazing up at the night sky
Reading and finishing a good book
An exciting date
Spending time with those I love

Monday, November 23, 2009

Poetry, Poetry

I made my students write one, so I wrote one, too.

I Am
By Michelle Marie Husbands 2009

I am from warm almond poppy seed bread,
From Best Ever Cookies baking in the oven,
From mixing bowls, spoons, cookies and cakes,
From Mom’s homemade lasagna and stroganoff,
And family sitting on the kitchen counter to talk.

I am from wide open spaces, sagebrush, and dust
From small town living and nosey neighbors who care,
From a small yellow brick home, 3000 square feet, and small apartments,
From warm and cozy linens on a cold night,
And always finding a place to call home.

I am from the majestic Rocky Mountains and lush, green pastures to red rock deserts,
From the somewhat unpredictable greatest snow on Earth,
From Lake Powell, Bryce Canyon, and camping in the great outdoors,
From inland and overseas traveling adventures
And the Beehive State who welcomes all.

I am from twenty generations of foreign blood.
From English, Irish, Scottish, and Swedish heritage,
From pioneers, insurance salesmen, mothers, and nurse practitioners
From hardworking people who love their families and God,
And from a long legacy of faith and religion.

I am from the land of freedom, America the beautiful
From a variety of cultures and customs, each special and unique
From a land of work that brings opportunity
From a country who overcomes and helps others
And where respect is given to everyone.

I am from a crazy, mixed up, and loving family.
From brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews, parents and step-parents
From dinners, movies, and popcorn at Grandma and Grandpa’s
From dinners, shopping, games, and adventures together
And from happily ever after where there is room for all.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Words Cannot Describe

. . . how terrible this movie was. At the beginning, I thought I'd give it the benefit of the doubt. Bad move. This movie was so horrible, I wanted my money back. I wanted my money back, and then some. People should actually probably be paid to see this movie. I don't know if any amount of money in the world would be enough to make me see it again. Even if I was able to sleep through it. About every five minutes, I wanted to walk out of the theater, except I didn't because I had a little hope in Hollywood. Wrong thing to have hope in. Not that the movie was inappropriate, because it wasn't, but it was just so incredibly stupid. It seriously makes me wonder about how someone was thinking, "Hey, this is a great idea for a movie," and then a bunch of other people said, "Yeah. That sounds like a blockbuster." Seriously? Then, of course, the trailer people make the movie actually look good. What's a girl to do? I guess read more reviews? I rarely go to movies anyway, but this certainly was a bad choice. Do not see the movie The Box.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Not My Kind of Culture

So, for my ELL (English Language Learners) class that I'm taking, I have to attend four cultural events around the area that are outside of my culture. That's not as easy as I first thought. The instructors gave us a link to the Salt Lake County website where so-called "Cultural Events" are posted. It only took me moments to realize that these weren't my type of culutral events, even though they did fall outside of my culture. Two of my choices included a film screening of My Neighbor, My Killer and an informational night: Hepatitis Information and Bingo! Thrilling choices, I know. I'm just going to have to look a little bit more, although I'm extremely disappointed I missed these opportunities.