My Good List

I have this friend here (okay, maybe she’s my boss, too) who has a daily practice of posting “My Good List”. I often read her Good Lists and am happy thereafter. These lists are a recap of ‘things’ for which she finds herself thankful that day. I say ‘things’ because there is really no criteria for what’s included in My Good List, which is awesome and how it should be. Examples of some Good List items are: love and blessings, compliments on my hair, being in the here and now, the bald eagle and two deer I saw this weekend, the dinner my daughter made, my daughter’s enthusiasm about [fill in the blank], my co-workers, Natural Medicine, sunshine, chatting with [insert person’s name], hot tea at night, cozy PJ’s, my warm home, a TED talk by [someone] etc., etc., etc. Hopefully you get the idea.

Where am I going with this? Well, to be honest, this quarter is proving to be rough. I try to keep that to myself as much as possible, and I won’t bore you with scholastic details, but know that it is tiring. Emotionally, physically, and mentally exhausting. For the record, I know that my stresses are menial in the grand scheme of things and also that I put myself here. I promise I’m not complaining, and where I’m going with all this is…

Every single day I find myself thinking of and about things that–in the midst of this personally taxing time–make me happy and grateful and, honestly, which make my life easier. So, in the spirit of being hyperconscious of counting my blessings recently, here is a brief version of My Good List, as applies to the here and now.

  • Finding the Bothell Way Garage. Those guys are Heaven sent.
  • My co-workers at the clinic. I enjoy going to work.
  • Professors who are visibly passionate and truly care about their students.
  • Being able to call the most amazing support system a person could EVER ask for my own. Even if it’s 2,000 miles away.
  • My classmates…who are the best form of empathy and stress relief and encouragement.
  • Andrea and Lisa and being able to hang out in their dining room and enjoy wine/cider/beer/Lisa’s food and the best conversations. And the occasional cookie-making failure with Andrea.
  • Rachel Held Evans and her “A Year of Biblical Womanhood”. THIS BOOK IS FOR EVERYONE. I promise. Read it!!!!!!! It has to speak for itself, but you won’t regret it. I.PROMISE. (It says a lot for me to consistently read a book for fun while in school).
  • The random guy at a stoplight who somehow got my attention to tell me that my tire was almost flat.
  • Bastyr friends from the Midwest.  : )
  • Feeling like I live in a safe place/having attentive landlords.
  • THIS.
  • Balance Yoga Studio.
  • New experiences.
  • Hearing from Missouri friends.
  • Blue skies.



  • and pretty flowers!


And on and on and on and on and on…!

Full disclosure: The Good List normally starts with, “Thank you Spirit for… .” I’d prefer to start it with, “Thank you, God, for… .” Because I am absolutely thankful to God (Father, Son, and Holy Spirit style) for each of these blessings–in addition to the grace and peace and love I feel on a daily basis.

Here’s to counting blessings, today and everyday. 🙂


Back At It

I said at least a million 12 prayers that it would be sunny in Seattle upon my return.




And sunny, it was! Thankfully.

This made my transition back a little more pleasant…for, like, a day. Maybe even only a few hours, if we’re being honest. Because honestly, IT IS SO DARK HERE. And my reaction to the darkness was so dramatic that I checked and compared the sunrise and sunset times of Springfield, MO, and Seattle, WA, to find that on the day I arrived back in Seattle there was a full hour and a half less daylight than there was in Springtown. Boooo. I can look back on this with humor now (I act like this all occurred more than two weeks ago), but, truth be told- I pouted for a solid few five days as it rained and was dark and I dreaded the start of a new scholarly quarter.


First day of school pic. Gross.

This was all despite my best efforts to be cheery, too. My friend, Chloe, having just returned from a month home in Wisconsin, was in the same state of despair as was I, and we arranged to hang out together so as to not sit at home and do nothing. So, Chloe and my roommate, Amy, and I drank wine and watched Hope Springs.


This wine is great. It’s called Organic Agriculturist, and it’s organic and sulfite-free. From the label:

What is the culture of organic? riding on tractors, getting grubby, watching the moon rise, Solstice bonfires, barefoot cousins, three-legged dogs, quoting Sir Henry Neville, picking grapes and picking guitar, cold beer, ripe peaches, growing wheat between our rows of grapevines, Beba’s chocolate chip cookies, acorn woodpeckers, making wine without sulfites or preservatives, leaving the earth a better place for our grandchildren to inherit from our children.

Love it.

We also had a little craft day. Which involved more wine.


Sunday afternoon crafts/red wine from a goblet, anyone? Photo cred: Chloe.

Chloe did some scrapbooking (of her first year in Seattle)…


…and I did a little mod-podging.


Not dry yet. {SUPER CUTE WHEN DRY!}.

So, needless to say- we survived. And I think we’re both in better spirits now. Thankful for that.

It’s been sunny (and also foggy) for over a week now, so there has been some legitimate scenery, which is particularly nice during the morning rush hour that I brave every Wednesday and Friday.



{Don’t worry, those photos were taken in standstill traffic. I PROMISE.}

And this was taken last weekend from my kitchen window. So pretty!


I guess it snowed a little, too. Forgot about that.

So now I am back in full school mode. This quarter my classes are: Advanced Nutrition: Micronutrients, Nutritional Counseling, Nutrition Assessment and Therapy, Disease Processes 2, and Chef’s Pantry. On Tuesdays I have every one of these classes. That means I’m in class from 8am ’til 7pm, with a lunch break that attempts to maintain my sanity. From now until March 19, Tuesdays have been renamed: Coffee and Stretchy Pants Day.


Back to Seattle = back to Seattle coffee/espresso. Coffee snob in the making.

In other fun news, I cut my bangs (again) promptly upon my return. My brother told me I look like a boy, and another individual who shall remain nameless asked if I could “get those under control”.


You can all thank my friend, Paula, for the tweet exchange that inspired this photo…otherwise you’d just never know what I look like right here and now. 🙂

Hope you’re all enjoying your here and now! XO.


Soooo I have some catching up to do. Who wants to know what I did for Thanksgiving?!

I thought about foregoing the whole catch-up sesh and skipping to the here-and-now…but then I realized that the point of this whole blog deal is to document my Washington life. So, back we go to November ’12…

IMG_1363Yes, that was what it looked like a week or so before Thanksgiving. So green! Don’t be confused, though- that brightness was rare.

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before or not, but my school has the best cafeteria (Click here to read about it!). So, Thanksgiving at school was delightful.


That is cashew gravy, and it is amazing. So amazing that I almost made some for my own Thanksgiving. Speaking of my own Thanksgiving(!), my roommate and I hosted it at our house…for ourselves and my friend Ingrid. We had quite the spread for three people.


I was in charge of the turkey and gravy (for the first time in my life, might I add), and it turned out pretty well, if I do say so myself. I think I made my mom proud, anyway. My bigger foodie project though was a salted caramel pecan pie.

Homemade crust!

Homemade crust!

Hot Cakes salted caramel, of course.

Hot Cakes salted caramel, of course.

The finished product! Obviously a million hours later. And obviously beer was in order.

Obviously finished a million hours later. And obviously beer was necessary.

My first time as co-host of a Thanksgiving was a success, I’d say. Amy (my roommate) and I were in the kitchen pretty much all day (Macy’s parade on TV in the living room in the morning though, obvi), and she made us kale chips and crepes to snack on. We had a good time. The evening continued with additional friends, champagne, wine, pie, ice cream, and conversation. And then I think I ate pie for breakfast for a week.

The next day I helped prepare a meal for Teen Feed, which feeds homeless youth of Seattle.


My friend/classmate, Rebecca, and I are co-leads of a Meal Team that plans for, shops for, and prepares a meal for this non-profit bi-monthly. It really is a good time (and a good thing), and someday I will blog about it exclusively. Really, I will.

They needed pecan pie, too!

They needed pecan pie, too!

I think that night I also attended a live music show at a really interesting place with my friend Andrea. I should’ve taken photos of that. ‘Twas beyond interesting for various reasons. Anyway.

The next night (it’s the Saturday after T-giving now, folks) was spent at this gorgeous house on Mercer Island that my friend Jena (from school) house-sits. It was dark when we got there, so photos were kind of difficult, but Jena, my roommate, and I enjoyed Thai food, wine, and good conversation for many hours.


Good, good times with good peoples. 🙂

(I’m aware that this post is becoming an out of control play-by-play and food photo overloaded. Bear with me!)

It is also worth mentioning that post-Thanksgiving I made a turkey stock, which turned out great and which I was a little proud of.


Okay, Thanksgiving is over. I promise.

After that, it was a sprint to the end of finals/going home.

I decorated my house for Christmas (even though no one would really be there to enjoy for long). Thanks, Mom, for the old Marshall fam decorations.


I visited my beloved Hot Cakes for some holiday cheer and to buy an outrageous amount of gifts to take home.

Still the cutest place on the planet, FYI.

Still the cutest place on the planet, FYI

And then! And then! FINALS WERE FINALLY OVER. This means that my first quarter of actual graduate school (last year was science prerequisites) was done with. Big deal, y’all.

Cheers, INDEED.

Cheers, INDEED.

This was also in order.

OMG. So good.

I don’t remember what this was called (Ingrid, help me?!), but it involved Red Velvet, cream, and candied pecans. Yummas!

So, there is the playback of November-December 5, 2012. On December 6, I flew home and enjoyed a glorious few weeks there for the holiday. That playback will hopefully be comin’ at ya sooner than later. 🙂

Pumpkin Party!

On Friday night, my roommates and I hosted a Pumpkin Party at our house.

The hosts: Desiree, myself, Amy.

The idea was for everyone to bring a pumpkin-themed food item to share and to enjoy good food and company. Let’s be real- it’s October, who doesn’t love pumpkin right now?

The party was a HUGE hit! I am so happy we decided to do it. We are all in the middle of midterms, and I think everyone needed a little outside-of-school activity. I have learned over the last year that maintaining balance is one of the absolute most important things that crazy intense Bastyr students can do for themselves. Pumpkin Party = great balance maintenance.

This is merely a FRACTION of the goodies:

There was SO much great stuff. In addition to what’s pictured above, there was Pumpkin Chili, Pumpkin Soup, Pumpkin & Butternut Squash Risotto, Cheesy Pumpkin Pasta, and more. Oh, and more cider, more beer, and more wine.

Amy and I did a rough estimate of the total attendance and it was near 30. Pretty impressive for a last minute/first attempt at hosting a social gathering. May have to start hosting more frequently… Not to be overly-ambitious, or anything.

With bluegrass on in the background (duh) and pumpkin candles burning on every table, the evening was spent standing around, sitting around, chatting, meeting new people, sipping, and tasting. And if I learned one thing about hosting, it was that I MUST START TAKING MORE/BETTER PHOTOS. I think I got over the take-one-million-photos-per-night phase and moved straight to the oops-I-forgot-to-take-pictures phase. So, thank you to Desiree and Jena for sharing these photos.

Ingrid, Rebecca, me, Shauna

Note on the above photo:

Ingrid is a new friend in my program at school. She is from Chicago and just moved here. I decided I wanted to be friends with her during the first week of school (and declared this to Rebecca). She lives not close to me and doesn’t have a vehicle and dealt with all sorts of public transportation issues to get to the Pumpkin Party. I think that means we’re friends.

Rebecca and I are literally always together at school. We were friends last year during our Post-Bacc studies, so it was only natural that we hang out with one another when we started our actual program with brand new people. I think our classmates think we are one person, which is maybe not a good thing, but we have lots of new friends, too- don’t worry. Rebecca almost didn’t make the party due to work, but obviously she could not stay away.

And you may remember Shauna from my bluegrass adventures last Spring. She is not currently taking classes, so I never see her and was happy that she made it! She also lives not close and is vehicle-less and so dealt with transportation issues getting to the party.

Thank you, friends, for coming!!!! And thank you, roommates, for co-hosting! And thanks to every person who made it. A lot of people met a lot of new people, and I think a great time was had by all.

Oh, and thank you, dearest mother of mine, for sending me pumpkin potpourri (for like, the 4th year in a row) from the Fair Grove Heritage Reunion/Craft Festival. ‘Twas perfect.

Annnnnddd, in case you missed it- one of the greatest things about the Pumpkin Party was that it gave me an excuse to wear my favorite orange and black striped tights…for the third year in a row.

Ingrid, Rebecca, me.

Yay, Pumpkin Party!

Happy Halloween to you all!

“Just Keep Swimming”…

…is my mantra for the next 8.5 weeks. And there is no beach or sun involved. Just Advanced Macronutrients, Disease Processes, Intuitive Eating, Nutrition Through the Life Cycle, and Fundamentals of Counseling. It really hit me this week what being a MASTER OF SCIENCE entails. And that is a lot. A lot a lot a lot.

My friend classmate Rebecca and I split this awesomeness on Wednesday when we thought the school world was coming crashing down upon us.

It was seriously phenomenal. Came from the Bastyr cafeteria and had great ingredients–whole wheat flour, flax seed, olive oil and more. Probably the best cinnamon roll I’ve ever had. Bold statement, I know. Life was definitely better after it.

So, for the next 8.5 weeks I will be repeatedly telling myself to just keep swimming. And doing things in the meantime that contribute to sanity maintenance.

Like weeknight baking of Spiced Pumpkin Cornbread Muffins (adapted from Daily Garnish!). For no reason.

Awful photo, I know. So good, though.

And getting up at 6am on no-class Friday to start writing a paper in order to feel good enough about my productivity to go out for a short while that night.

At The Yard. Super great place in Greenwood.

And making this (kinda time consuming- lotta chopping!).

Collard greens, red cabbage, wild rice, red bell pepper, parsley, pumpkin seeds. Dressed in olive oil, lemon juice, garlic. Adapted from Feeding the Whole Family (third edition) by Cynthia Lair (Sasquatch Books, 2008).

And…doing things other than eating. Like, taking leisurely walks, going to yoga, meeting friends for coffee, painting my nails. And blogging, obviously.

So, two weeks down, 8.5 to go. And I’m definitely counting. It’s still sunny here, so that’s great. It’s getting darker, though. And I think the rain is coming soon. Yay! Joke.

Happy October to you all!

Go Cards.

Back to School.

Welp, September came and went, and I am back to Washington and back to school. Before it passed, though, September was glorious. As soon as I was finished with summer school, I hopped on a plane headed for Missouri.

Aerial view of Mt. Rainier, Mt. St. Helens, and Mt. Hood.

I got there just in time for Labor Day festivities and was able to make it to the lake (with some great people, of course) to say bye-bye to my summer that had seemingly just started.

A Table Rock sunset.

My time in the Ozarks was heavenly. I had a jaw-dropping (literally) experience when I walked into a local grocery store and saw this:

Yay, Springfield!

I spent a long weekend in Arkansas and decided if I ever go off the grid, that’s where I’ll reside. The Buffalo River and the Ozark Hills Mountains are God’s gift to United States geography, I think.

Heavenly wrap-around porch.


I walked/ran my favorite part of  the Galloway Creek Greenway. And stopped on a bench for an ab workout in the sun.

I hung out with this adorableness:

Yogini in the making.

I caught up with dear friends.

I took several evening walks with my mom, which allowed for some gorgeous sunset (complete with cattle) viewing.

Annnddd, I enjoyed the presence of this guy a little bit.

For real, you guys, there’s no place like home!

I also partook in various activities, such as: going out in public in my high school clothes and without make-up or a hairdo due to lost luggage, attending yoga as much as possible at my favorite Sumits Yoga – Springfield,  sipping coffee while watching the Today Show, leisurely reading from the grounding space of my parents’ back porch, watching my dear friend and former teammate coach softball at our high school alma mater, baking cookies, baking a really yummy and expensive lemon pistachio cake, hanging out by myself in Waynesville, attending a high school football game, assembling wedding programs, accompanying my mom to a quilt show, and attending the most perfect riverside wedding and barn/bonfire reception imaginable.

I had a real good time. And came back for school (only 12 hours before my first class!) feeling rested and healthy and sort of ready to go. Here’s to hoping the next 10 weeks fly by!

2012-2013 Opening Convocation with Rebecca.

Back to school and back to Lake Washington!

Pseudo-update {random alert}.

I know, I know. I became the annoying person who starts a blog and then neglects it. Apologies, y’all. For real! I didn’t mean to! It’s been crazy busy around here the last couple months. School, work, life- you know.

I feel as though I have done nothing exciting (read: blog-worthy) as of late. I’ve really been so busy that I’ve had trouble keeping up with myself. Yikes. I did finish my first year of school at Bastyr, though. That’s notable. One down, two to go! You should feel fortunate that you were spared a dramatic and emotion-filled reflection regarding that. It was a big deal!

Anyway, I thought I’d share a few random photos that somehow accumulated on my phone during my blog absence. Please be warned: these are really unexciting. But, they’re all I got for now, so they shall have to do.

G.T.’s Kombucha. MULTI-GREEN edition.

Meet my dear friend, MULTI-GREEN Kombucha. I have drank drunk an embarrassingly large amount of this stuff recently. It’s so good! And as far as I know it’s good for me. B Vitamins and antioxidants galore. Kombucha is basically fermented tea, and the ingredients in this baby are:

100% G.T.’s organic raw kombucha, klamath mountain blue-green algae, spirulina, chlorella, and 100% pure love!!!

Yes, I drink algae. And yes, I LOVE IT. I told you I am a hippie now. (70 calories per 16 oz. bottle, in case anyone cares. I don’t. :))

Next photo:

Bastyr students just-a hangin’ out in the sun.

I’m not really sure why I felt compelled to snap this photo, but it is a nice representation of the courtyard at Bastyr. This is obviously on an exceptionally nice day. There were a few of those strung together, but they’ve gone away and have yet to return. The pond-esque thing is a turtle pond. Cool!

Next.. .

This is what I saw out my bedroom window for a week or so when it was exceptionally nice. Lovely to wake up to. I did Instagram and Tweet this one awhile ago. Sorry if you’re bored seeing it a second time/not realtime.

Go Bears!

This is what I wore to work (at Hot Cakes Molten Chocolate Cakery!) on a day that the Missouri State Baseball Bears were playing in the Coral Gables, FL, regional. BearWear Sunday in Seattle, anyone? I loved it. Also, congrats to my little baby brother on finishing his baseball career. Yay, Brother! Definitely wish I could’ve been there to watch.

This is the sight around which I hung out following MY LAST BIOCHEMISTRY FINAL EVER. Another bonfire, you ask? Yes, another bonfire.

Bicycle repair at Advanced European Auto.

The story behind this photo is hilarious. My friend Andrea acquired this bike from the garage where she lives and decided that we needed to go on a bike ride. We ended up going on a 15-ish mile loop along Lake Washington, but not before we stopped at Advanced European Auto. While crossing a huge (huge!) intersection to get to the trail, Andrea’s seat apparently became loose. In hilarious, dramatic fashion, she flipped out and stopped abruptly (at which point I almost hit her) and then demanded that her seat be fixed before we continued. Advanced European Auto was between us and the trail, so Andrea very forwardly approached while I hung back and laughed. Bike seat problem was solved, though, and the ride was great. Success. Thanks, Advanced European Auto guy.

And finally.. .


Notice the date on this is 6/26/12. I’ll give you a second to check your weather archives and see what it was like where you were on this day. I’m not complaining. But I do miss and long for SUMMER.

And there you have it. Random bits of the last couple months of my life. I promise to come at you (sooner than later!) with more solid entertainment. For now, know that I am happy and healthy and wish the same for you all.

Cheers, dears!

Hippie Alert

First of all- I’d like to note that I am always conflicted as to how to spell ‘hippie’. Hippy? I am not sure which is more correct. Thoughts on spelling preference would be appreciated.

Anyway. My school has this neat thing called Herbal Ways Club, and several weeks ago my roommate came home and was insistent that I get out of my comfy bed to come sample some elderberry infused honey that he had concocted in said club. The honey was good, and I was mildly intrigued by Herbal Ways Club at this point. I’d heard of it (thanks to campus-wide emails, of course- love those) but had not really thought about going. I know nothing about herbs. Okay, that’s a lie. But really, my herbal knowledge is limited. I’d for sure be a poser if I went. But after this honey, and the tea and the lip balm and the hand salve and the herbal knowledge with which he came home in the following weeks, I decided that–poser or not–I was going to check this Herbal Ways thing out. I mean, you pay $2 to attend, get to use all of their resources, and get to keep whatever you make. Pretty legit deal.

So I went. Holy overwhelming situation. Again, limited herbal knowledge here. Brandon (roommate) had given me a book to look through before going so I could figure out what I wanted to do. I browsed through it thinking, “Oh…this is kind of cool…but way too intense for me…I’ll just make some tea.” Not smart. Should have been more focused. My school does not mess around.  Here are some options for ingredients, as offered by Herbal Ways:

Holy tons of herbs

This is merely one wall. And this little room is separate from the huge kitchen of stoves and other stuff necessary for herbal concocting. Told you- overwhelming.

The guy in charge (a fellow student, I think) was super nice and talked to me like I wasn’t an herbal idiot, though we both knew I was. He was incredibly helpful and it would’ve been a pointless excursion for me without his guidance. Even with his guidance, though, I spent most of my time digging through these:

Interesting stuff, I tell you. Seriously.

So anyway, I made some tea. And by “made” I mean more like ‘finally-decided-on-some (random?)-stuff-to-mix-together-in-whatever-proportion-I-wanted’…and then called it tea. David (herbal guide extraordinaire) was again super helpful. I told him I wanted something with rose and he helped me go from there.

In the beginning, there were rose petals

So, what I ended up with was rose, lemon balm, spearmint, hawthorn, and motherwort. Lovely. Seriously, it was good. It smelled SO good. And it tastes good, too. All the herbal pros who were running around concocting herbal amazingness were impressed. Yay!

Rose is supposed to be good for skin. Interesting, right? Makes sense that people cleanse with rose water. Motherwort is calming/therapeutic. Apparently it is sometimes put in saunas? I liked it a lot. Spearmint added a nice flavor, as did the lemon balm, but the herbal properties of all it are escaping me now. I know that what I made was a calming/soothing tea, though not at all a sedative of any sort.

Herbal Ways Club success!

I really want to go back and make more cool stuff. Like, a cleansing white clay/rose face mask/wash thing I read about in this book.

This book is awesome. It is beyond informative and is so user friendly, which is important for herbal idiots/posers like myself. I guess it is no longer in hardcover, so I was informed to buy it –no matter the price–if ever I see it in hardcover. While I did not rush to search for a hardcover copy, I did rush to the library to check it out. I have to be prepared for my next Herbal Ways Club adventure, duh.

So what is the take-home message here? The take-home message is that I’m switching from nutrition/dietetics to herbal sciences… Joke. Calm down, Mom and Dad, people. The real take-home message is that my school is awesome. For real. Things like Herbal Ways Club remind me of the reasons I chose to come out here. How many students can say that they had opportunities like this? I’d guess not many.

The other take-home message is that I am fully embracing my inner hippy/hippie ways. And loving it.

Easter, Seattle style.

Don’t worry, I promise I’ll catch you up on Part II of my Spring Break adventures, but for now there are more timely things to discuss, like…

Happy Easter from Seattle!

Seattle, 7 April 2012. Photo source West Seattle Blog

Seriously, this is what it looked like here yesterday. It’s been a gorgeous weekend, like near 60 degrees and sunny, and that is not to be taken for granted. I was in the city and near the water yesterday and could not believe the beauty of the landscape. Who wants to visit me now?

Back to Easter. It’s been a solid Holy Week here in Washington. I’ll spare you the extra boring details, but I do have a couple photos and a brief recap to share. I attended Holy Thursday services and the Easter Vigil (on Saturday night) at St. Brendan, where I regularly attend. Both were LONG, but also lovely and worth the length.

Priest awaiting the delivery of gifts by the 18 newly baptized

Please note: I promise these photos were not inappropriately taken. The entire Vigil was marked by camera flashes, and by the time I discreetly snapped these it was nearly midnight, so anything was acceptable. I really like this church and the presiding priest. The sanctuary is circular with the altar in the middle, so that’s kind of strange, but I’m getting used to it. There’s also a huge baptismal font just to the side of the altar, which is a nice little element that is uncharacteristic of previous churches I’ve attended.

Between Holy Thursday and Holy Saturday at St. Brendan, there was Good Friday…at the Bastyr University Chapel.

If interested, you can read about the chapel here. Basically, what there is to know is that my school used to be a seminary, which is quite evident (and awesome) inside and out. The chapel was deconsecrated by the Catholic Church, so it’s pretty much open for whatever these days, but I found out that the Church of the North American Martyrs was having all sorts of Holy Week celebrations there, so I decided to attend the Good Friday ones (also LONG).

In case anyone’s curious, the Church of the North American Martyrs does not mess around. This was traditional to an extent that I have only ever imagined. I’d say 90% of women and girls were veiled, and the celebration was said almost entirely in Latin. Neat experience and beautiful celebration.

I found it absolutely necessary to take photos because of the presence of the crucifix. I’ve been in the chapel numerous times and find it breathtaking every time; however, I’m always reminded that it’s a deconsecrated space when I see a huge, empty altar area. Following the veneration of the cross on Good Friday, the look was complete.

…And now I’m sorry for sharing way too many boring details after declaring I wouldn’t.

Blessings to you all on this Easter Sunday! Hope it’s truly reviving. 🙂

Disclaimer: I do what I want.

Really, I do.

And this blog will surely be a representation of the fact. I have no idea what I will feel inclined to write about, and I will likely defy any and all blogging rules which exist. You’ve been warned.

Before I moved, I told a bunch of friends and some family that I was going to start blogging so that everyone could keep up with me (narcissism at its finest). I really had every intention of doing so, too. I actually created this site on July 15, 2011, in preparation of the big move. Obviously, things did not go as planned. As it turns out, having a class schedule that is Organic Chemistry + Lab, Anatomy & Physiology + Lab, and Microbiology + Lab is a lot to handle. My schedule is no longer as daunting (Organic Chemistry begone!), and I have been better able to balance school and other life activities as of late, so I am hoping to get (and keep) this blog thing going. Again, I’m not sure what will be the content, and I’m setting for myself a hopefully manageable goal of one post per week. We’ll see how it goes.

For now, I’ll leave you with this:

I posted this on Facebook earlier in the week after my roommate saw it and showed it to me. It’s kind of really accurate and hilarious. I am still amazed that there really is a Starbucks on every corner and one in between. Starbucks is to Seattle as churches and cashew chicken joints are to Springfield, MO.