Thanks for the tip, Haley

Thanks to a suggestion from Haley, I am going to strive with all my might to post whenever I have a story on MormonTimes.com. (Although I wish I would have thought of this earlier. I'm now almost finished with my internship.)

For all the family history buffs out there, there is a new application to help you greatly with your research!! If you want to hear more, read my story today at http://mormontimes.com/ME_familyhistory.php?id=1476

Ancestors, here we come!

Benji

A picture I stole from Haley. Ben was so lucky to see a member (who is now a missionary) from his mission! They saw each other at Grandma's on the 4th of July and talked forever in French. Buenas dias Benji! (I'm supposed to be working, so I can't write anything more.)

The Late Shift

The life of a journalist includes some late nights. I'm currently being trained on the 4 p.m. to midnight shift, so I've been working late quite a bit. Every night at 12 a.m., a whole bunch of stuff has to be loaded on the Deseret News Web site, so here I am blogging!

There's always some free time, because there's not much else you can do on the night shift that you usually can during the day - like interviews, phone calls, etc.


I wish I had some pictures to put up or something, but I don't. But maybe I could go get some off of Facebook, that magical wonderful place.

By the way, did I mention how creepy downtown is at midnight? Especially when you have to walk down a dark alleyway and into a big scary parking structure, which, by that time, is completely and eerily empty. Why do things seem so different in the dark?

Here's cowboy Ben and cowgirl Maddie from last summer.

Adios Estudiantes

I wrote my last article for USU. Boo-hoo, boo-hoo. Here's the link in case anyone is bored or suffering from insomnia. It could be the answer to all your sleepless nights!

http://www.hardnewscafe.usu.edu/opinion/042208_college.html

Hello world!

Conference Sunday - we had Ben's brother Paul over for dinner, and this is the masterpiece we had for dessert!

My tribute to President Hinckley

I have been writing about 1 article a week for the Hard News Cafe (www.hardnewscafe.usu.edu). It's an online newspaper for USU. This week I took on the assignemnt to write a column about what I learned from President Hinckley. It was an enjoyable and special privelige (?spell) for me.

The exact address for the article is: http://www.hardnewscafe.usu.edu/opinion/020508_appreciation.html

If that doesn't work, you can go to www.hardnewscafe.usu.edu, look under the Opinion section and click on the headline "Tears at first, yes, but now a glow of gratitude for President Hinckley" if you would like to read it.

It's colder outside than in our freezer

It should be illegal for people to live in Logan during the winter! It was -16 yesterday morning, negative whatever today and is barely getting above 0 at the warmest time of the day. I don't think it got THIS cold last year in Logan. It seriously HURTS to go outside. Your ears, your lips, any part of skin that is not covered up. Whenever you step out and take your first breath, you automatically cough because it takes your breath away. I've been watching people up on campus coming out of buildings, and it happens to everyone.

It's almost 10 p.m. and Ben just went outside to take a picture of the ridiculous snow, and I'm afraid he'll be stuck frozen out there until it starts to thaw, which I think will be about late June.

What makes it so bad?? Our furnace STINKS! As in the smell. Pee-you. Our apartment complex was built in the 1960s and some of its features are a little scary.

Well, Ben made it back inside, but not with a picture. I think our camera got eaten by the horrific, snarling, teeth-clenching monster of frigidity sitting right outside our door, ready to devour us the second our toes land on the door sill.

I'm not going to make it. I would cry, but the monster outside would just freeze my tears, causing my eyes to be stuck closed forever. I don't even care if I spell words wrong! @#%**!J?? If anyone does care, I'd like to see you come and tell that to my face. Good luck getting past the darkness and abyss of the torturous cold that is Logan.