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TheTinFrog
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Name: Ann
Gender: Female
Interests: Climbing, Yoga, SNORKELING!, Kory, camping and all the other things that bring me closer to nature (can't help it)
Expertise: expert at awesome!
Occupation: Museum Rat
Industry: Recreation and Family entertai
Message: message me
Member Since:
1/9/2004
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| Random and not related to the Beatles: Let's stop the Giant--and even the small--Ocean gyres. Let's make a difference somewhere!
I will make efforts to. . .
-stop consuming bottled water, I can bottle my own with a reusable container
-I'll try to eat at home
-Stop taking my food "to-go". For me and the places where I eat when I'm in a hurry, the "to-go" option just adds a bunch of styrofoam and plastic.
-when I eat out, I'll try to eat someplace that uses the reusables (you know, like silverware and dishes).
-Remember that just because it says it's biodegradable doesn't mean it is "good for the environment". Too much biodegradable junk/waste can cause Eutrophication (anoxia) in our waters.
-I will try to buy local and fair trade. I realize that Non Fair trade can really damage other countries economies and quality of life.
-I'll try to eat less beef each week. As much as I love a juicy steak, I know that beef is costly, bad for the ozone and not really sustainable. Think about how much effort goes into just keeping a herd of cows fed and watered, and then think about the rest of the process that happens to bring the beef to you at the supermarket.
-Oh yeah , and I'll try to bring my own bag for the supermarket. I'm really good at this when I go to the co-op, but when I go to the commissary I forget all the time. Remember the bags Ann!
These are just some of the things I know that I should think about, I'm sure there are a ton more. I'm making an effort. Join me, won't you? | | |
| I'm really enjoying the practice of yoga. It's amazing to me. Not moving out of a small rectangle of space for an hour and still feeling weak in the knees. I love it. I want to be my best at it.
I think my favorite part about the practice is the stillness I feel afterward. The other day (Saturday) was my first time back into it for a while. When I began the class at 6:00 pm I had a negative anxiousness about. . . who knows what. When i ended my practice at 7:00 it was like that anxiety switch had magically turned off somewhere in that hour of me trying to perfect my poses and dedicate my practice. It was an amazing feeling. Driving home I remember myself about to mutter something negative about another driver, but the thought never made it to my lips. I wouldn't let it, and just pushed it out of my head completely. It was a cool feeling. Normally for me when driving the growling muttering and hissing at other drivers is normal. It was foreign for me to have the feeling that those negative thoughts were so unnecessary at the time. I attribute it to the Yoga. It makes me feel so good. So wonderfully soar (a pun) and exhausted and I cannot wait for the day when I can move to the next class they offer (for more advanced students  .
If you have never tried yoga, yet have been even remotely curious about it, I suggest you try it. It is surely different for everyone, but if you like it, you'll really like it.
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| Six positions at the museum were terminated today. I feel very lucky to have a job. Hope our dinos don't go extinct again. | | |
| "Things are gonna happen naturally..."
My life is getting busier and busier. . . for now. I guess it comes and goes in streaks. Right now it is a thick black streak, sort of. I love working back at the museum again. The people who I work with now are a totally new crew than the ones I worked with when I started like two years ago. It feels like home. Thankful to have a job, they must like me or something. Working full-time is goooood.
Kory has begun EMT certification. Regardless of how insanely busy he is--and will be for the next two months--with going to work all day just to have to go straight to class that lasts all evening, he is still so excited about it. I can tell that has found his niche. I see how excited he gets when he comes home to tell me about all of the cool stuff he learned in class and it makes me so happy. I really want to find that for myself.
Beyond the job, I have begun to study for the CSET and CBEST to become a teacher, just for a few years and then hopefully grad school. This is a plan that I am very conflicted about. I would like to go to grad school right out of my undergrad but I am definitely worried about the money. Kory gets out of the marine corps in August and will be going straight to school. And yes, we will have the GI bill so we will have a small stipend for living; however, one of us would still need to work. I don't want it to be him working while going to school. Everyone I've talked to in passing about this says that I shouldn't worry about the price of grad school, just take out enough loans for school and additional living expenses. If anyone reads this and has advice, Is this a good idea? Otherwise, it would be teaching for a few years and letting the gov. pay off my undergrad loans (California needs science teachers) and then going to grad school.
CON'S FOR THIS PLAN:
If I do this I run the risk of not going back to school at all because of life situation changes, complacency or who knows what else.
I also could have to retake some of the required prerequisites for the program that I already have because they would be too old.
PRO'S FOR THIS PLAN:
But if I do go this route, gov. pays for undergrad loans,
I get summers off to play with Kory or I can work during the summer,
we have money and don't end up racking up more debt (at least not immediately)
It really conflicts me. If you are reading this, any advice? | | |
| My flip flop broke in the middle of Von's today.
Have you ever tried to walk around with a broken flip flop in a public place and act like nothing happened? It's really difficult, by difficult I mean it's pretty obvious. You have to shuffle/scoot that foot along, so you end up looking like you just suddenly developed a gimp leg. Then you get over yourself (your pride) and ask an employee for some duct tape that only temporarily fixes your problem. It breaks again, of course. So, out of respect for the supermarket and it's people you don't walk around barefoot, so you shuffle/scoot yourself to the checkout prematurely because how can you focus on food when you are so aware of your awkwardness. And then, finally, take your flop off at the door and hop across the parking lot to your car. Yeah, life is funny. I only wish I could have seen myself today. It felt like an episode of Seinfeld.
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