For The Love People...for the love

Helpful tip: perfume should be used sparingly. Seriously. Do not, under any circumstances, bathe in it. Trust me. This is for you. And mostly for me.

I'm highly allergic to perfume. ALL perfume. I'm just talking perfume. Not scented candles, not scented lotions or anything like that. But perfume. It's something about the chemical base of it that leaves me...well...gasping for air.

Brand doesn't matter. Price point doesn't matter. If you have perfume on, I will experience all of the following symptoms:

• pounding headache. (seriously pounding.)
• burning eyes.
• sinus pressure...which leads into
• sinus pain that radiates through my whole head...even my teeth will start to hurt. I'm not being hyperbolic.
• inability to breathe.
• desire to claw the skin off my face.
• slight fever...seriously...
• hacking cough.
• sneezing.

Why am I posting about this? Well, I don't want the people of the world to have to stop using perfume. That would be cruel. Also...some of y'all smell. I'm just saying, less is more.

I went in to use the restroom at work today. And walked out experiencing all of those symptoms. Why? Some coworker of mine decided it would be a good idea to bathe in perfume in the bathroom at work. Did I mention that this room is completely enclosed. It's not even set up with one of those really high windows that could be cracked open to fumigate the room. Nope. Dead center of the building. No windows. It was so bad, I could taste the perfume. Of course, I couldn't breathe through my nose either...that had been destroyed by the fumes.

I just really hate perfume. Use it sparingly people. Like makeup, perfume should enhance your features...not hide them!

Snowboarding or Skiing?

I've never done either. I'm going to do one this year. But which one?

Damn...I Had a Good Rant Too

I had a rant all prepared about how much my life sucks and how much I hate my job. It also included plenty of "I know I should be grateful, but I'm not." Things such as "it insults my intelligence" and "Clearly, I wasn't meant to get my Masters." Also on the list was "I'm never going to tell anyone to get a degree of any kind, because I'm still stuck in a job that someone with a HSD would do....so it's not worth it." And end it with a "God doesn't care. I don't care if you think he does, because I'm just not feeling it right now. And that's fine. Don't tell me that I'm wrong."

Those were the highlights.

Then I opened my email. One of my former students, with whom I also took a class, emailed my former advisor. The place he works is looking for editors in his department. Working for his boss. He's going to tell his boss to look for my application. I'm filling it out tonight.

They say networking is the way to get jobs. I hope this works.

Because Geese are the New Duck

Because sometimes people's stupidity just leaves me speechless.

Sometimes...Play-Doh Breaks

My heart is heavy today. No parent should have to go through what my cousins are now experiencing.

Saturday, my cousin was in an accident. Due to unfortunate events, he was accidentally strangled while playing. It was no one's fault. It was an accident. Things looked good. Like he would make it. Sadly, he did not.

When things looked good, like he would make it, a friend said to me "God makes kids out of Play-Doh so that He can fix them easily." I had hope. Because it's true. Kids bounce back from things like you would not believe. I've seen my nephews do things that if I did, I'd be out for the count. Total KO. But they just keep on going. No broken bone or scrapes. I joke that kids have bendy-bones and thus, they don't break easily.

But, Play-Doh sometimes cannot be put back together. Sometimes bendy-bones are not enough.

And so today, I was asked to say goodbye to one of the most amazing little boys I've ever met in my life. He had the most beautiful face and such a sweet spirit about him. No one should have to say goodbye to a 3 year old. Especially not their parents.

I take comfort in my faith today. My faith that teaches me that little children are innocent beings that are saved should they die because they are without sin.

Doctrine & Covenants 137:10 And I also beheld that all children who die before they arrive at the years of accountability are saved in the celestial kingdom of heaven.

I take comfort in my knowledge that he is with his G.G. (Great-Grandma), Great-Grandpa, three of his cousins, and an uncle. All of whom had passed on before. And I'm sure there are others who welcomed him with open arms and warm embraces.

I take comfort knowing that I, too, will be able to see his sweet face again someday.

Today I am grateful for my faith. It gives me hope, it brings me understanding when faced with the unimaginable.

So if you have little ones, or big ones...or love anyone at all. Let them know. Today. Tomorrow may be too late.

It has been raining here all day. Yesterday it was raining in Boise. The angels were crying. I think the earth knows what she lost and is mourning that. The rain, today, is a poetic reminder of my grief.