...And I'm a Mormon.

I love going to Church every week (http://mormon.org/). It is always the pick me up I need. Today one of the Patriarch's from a stake in Sandy spoke to us. I loved him. He was so funny and yet direct. He shared all these experiences of his days growing up and fighting in World War Two, and just experiences that have helped him grow into who he is today. Then in our third hour class- which is relief society for me- we talked about family history and the importance of it. It made me remember why I chose to get my bachelor's degree in history.

In tenth grade my history professor's name was Mr. Martinez. He was a devout Catholic, and a great teacher. His teaching technique was maybe different than what people are used to, but it sure worked for me. His class made me fall in love with history, and that is why the following year when I took AP US History I was able to announce that I would be a history major in college. Anyways, something Mr. Martinez did with his history degree before he started teaching was to do genealogy for different people. Because of the focus he had done with his degree he got hired on by famous people, like Carlos Santana. I know. He had all these pictures hanging up in his classroom of him with famous people. It was pretty sweet having him for my teacher. He was also in a band in his younger years.... I know. Coolest guy ever, right?

Well, anyways, all this reflecting on the past made me realize today that maybe I really don't want to work in a museum. Don't get me wrong- I am excited to be working at a museum. I mean, that's cool, right? As cool as a girl with a history degree can be. I know. I just feel like that isn't what I want out of life still. I just feel like I've drawn the background of my life picture and now I need to figure out what I want to place in the picture. The thing is, I know what I want in the picture- a family! But, until that point, I really feel like I should start putting some minor things in the picture, you know? Hmm.... maybe I should do a musical analogy- I have played the trumpet for ten years after all. Haha. Ok, so let's pretend that I have a blank piece of paper. Right now I have just finished drawing the last set of lines on the page. Now I just need to figure out the key and what kind of music I want to write (obviously not jazz.... ). That's my problem. I still don't know! Isn't that funny? I just want to find something I will be passionate about. Is that so hard to ask? You would think my dream job would be just that... but it just doesn't appear to be.... I'm not looking for a career right now, I'm just looking for something I love waking up early for. Don't get me wrong, the museum is amazing!! Everyone should visit once we officially open in November. I just see myself somewhere else. So weird, I know. I'm so picky. Haha. The end.

Oh, PS, I love Kelly Clarkson's new song, Mr. Know It All. Epic. That's why she's my favorite. Also, my little brother leaves for his mission in a month! Wow! I cannot believe how grown up we all are! It just never fails to amaze me! Which reminds me, this girl that volunteers at the museum is a junior in high school and it seriously blew my mind when I realized that my little sister was older than her! What!?!?! How can that be? How can Emma be a senior already?! I know, crazy world. Oh, also there is totally this part in the museum- the archaeology part- that reminds me constantly of Dr. Crisp. I must have a constant reminder of him I guess. It is ridiculous. I can totally hear him lecturing on pot sherds.... Oh gosh... Sometimes I miss college :)