I feel...

I feel so blessed at this time in my life. (That sounds like a good opening to talk about a tragic event. However, there is none to talk about at this time.)

I feel blessed to have a wonderful husband who came home and deep cleaned our house while I was teaching my night class last night.

I feel blessed to have an intelligent (and slave-driving) adviser who has published a paper on my research and encourages me to publish one of my own.

I feel blessed to have good students who work hard and also laugh at my lame jokes during class.

I feel blessed to have supportive and good-humored friends to help me through the every-day trials of life.

I feel blessed to have a supportive family who make sure that I am always taken care of.

I feel blessed to have the opportunity to travel to a statistics conference and talk with other people about my research.

I feel blessed to have such caring secretaries in the math department who answer every question and help fill my every need.

I feel blessed.

Tickets

I finally have all of my tickets and reservations for my trip to Canada. My poster that I will present is ready to be printed. Now I just have to wait.. and pack. But I do have a question about the packing.

Have any of you stayed in a hostel? I'll be staying in a hostel in Canada. I know they provide lockers which you can padlock (so I'll take a padlock), but I'm not sure if they require you to bring anything like sheets or pillows or whatever. Does anyone know?

Hair Triumph

I'm not usually so good with hair and fashion, but look at what I did today! I'm pretty proud of myself.

LAZY is the name of the game

Or busy. Either way, it's been a while since I've posted.

Teaching takes up most of my time this summer. My students turn in 8 assignments per week, plus we spend 7 hours in class. When I'm not teaching, I am being a wife or a student. Like I may or may not have mentioned before, I am presenting a poster at the Joint Statistical Meetings in Canada at the end of this month. Today was dedicated to creating my poster. I'm not done. But I will be.

For the 4th of July, Mark and I went camping up Logan canyon. He and our friend found the most perfect spot to camp: plenty of shade, grassy (no dust), and secluded. It was perfect. We spent 4 days relaxing in hammocks, reading books, and eating camp food. We didn't have any fireworks, nor did we go see any this year. But what are fireworks to rocks and mountains?

Despite my last post, my birthday was pretty good. We spent the next day at Lagoon with friends, which was SO fun! I am such a roller coaster lover. I wish we could go more often.

I'm out of time, but I'll promise to post a couple of pictures of camping (and maybe - eventually - i just might actually put a picture on my blog). Have a good weekend!