So the first week of summer vacation has come and gone and I am still unemployed, the weather is still not sufficiently beach-worthy (I'm sitting here in a hoody with no socks and thus my toes are quite chilly), and boxes are still not unpacked...
This seemingly unpreparedness for the sure-to-fly coming three months of bliss is coming to you once again from my home on the farm in Elgin, NE. In a rare move (actually, in my three years of college I don't believe it has ever happened until now), I made the trek home two weekends in a row! My appearance at home this weekend is for good reason, however. My sister, who ran off to optometry school in Michigan, and her husband decided to make a random trip home for the weekend. Well, I suppose it's not entirely random beings the goal of the weekend for my brother-in-law has been a whole lot of turkey hunting because "in Nebraska, there's real turkey hunting." As a non-hunter, I haven't the slightest idea what he is implying; I only know that it works for me because it means that I've spent the past three days bonding with my dear sister. On Friday night, we had a little sibling bonding party on the living room floor. Sometimes I get odd ideas in my head (haha) and on this particular evening I thought it would be wondrous to return to the days of our youth and see if our tumbling skills were still intact. It was quite the entertaining extravaganza. :) (see above pictures) Age brings competitiveness however, and so of course the innocent gymnastics show turned into a "who can hold the pillar position longest" (pillars being a stability stance that target the abdominal muscles). I of course won. :)
Anywho, the weekend is going to commence at the Neligh park with a mini-potluck meal to celebrate the homecoming of the happy couple. I'm only hoping we don't blow away!!
I am planning a return trip to Yankton this evening as I have to be present tomorrow morning to scout out the job situation. I think I am on the verge of desperation, so employment options could turn rather interesting. I'll keep you posted on that....
Meanwhile, back at the apartment, the number of boxes has dwindled significantly. My roommate, Briana, and I have managed to put together a cute and orderly room, and Sarah, our fellow apartment friend has managed a notable semblance of order in her tiny room as well. I took the initiative to store the vacuum in the closet before I left for home; therefore, there are only a few small boxes littering the living room floor and kitchen table and walls begging to be decorated. All in all, it's beginning to feel like a summer home. :)
One question remains: what the heck did I do with my life for an entire week without school or work. I SLEPT (more so than I ever thought I was capable of), trekked all over and around Yankton on my sweet new bike, and climbed mountains with Briana......huh? Okay, so maybe not mountains if you want to be literal about it, but we did hike through a forest on the South Shore hiking trail and traipse down a dirt road marked "no trespassing" at an undisclosed hiking locale. :P
The potluck awaits. Keep your eyes alert for notices of my upcoming employment.
This seemingly unpreparedness for the sure-to-fly coming three months of bliss is coming to you once again from my home on the farm in Elgin, NE. In a rare move (actually, in my three years of college I don't believe it has ever happened until now), I made the trek home two weekends in a row! My appearance at home this weekend is for good reason, however. My sister, who ran off to optometry school in Michigan, and her husband decided to make a random trip home for the weekend. Well, I suppose it's not entirely random beings the goal of the weekend for my brother-in-law has been a whole lot of turkey hunting because "in Nebraska, there's real turkey hunting." As a non-hunter, I haven't the slightest idea what he is implying; I only know that it works for me because it means that I've spent the past three days bonding with my dear sister. On Friday night, we had a little sibling bonding party on the living room floor. Sometimes I get odd ideas in my head (haha) and on this particular evening I thought it would be wondrous to return to the days of our youth and see if our tumbling skills were still intact. It was quite the entertaining extravaganza. :) (see above pictures) Age brings competitiveness however, and so of course the innocent gymnastics show turned into a "who can hold the pillar position longest" (pillars being a stability stance that target the abdominal muscles). I of course won. :)
Anywho, the weekend is going to commence at the Neligh park with a mini-potluck meal to celebrate the homecoming of the happy couple. I'm only hoping we don't blow away!!
I am planning a return trip to Yankton this evening as I have to be present tomorrow morning to scout out the job situation. I think I am on the verge of desperation, so employment options could turn rather interesting. I'll keep you posted on that....
Meanwhile, back at the apartment, the number of boxes has dwindled significantly. My roommate, Briana, and I have managed to put together a cute and orderly room, and Sarah, our fellow apartment friend has managed a notable semblance of order in her tiny room as well. I took the initiative to store the vacuum in the closet before I left for home; therefore, there are only a few small boxes littering the living room floor and kitchen table and walls begging to be decorated. All in all, it's beginning to feel like a summer home. :)
One question remains: what the heck did I do with my life for an entire week without school or work. I SLEPT (more so than I ever thought I was capable of), trekked all over and around Yankton on my sweet new bike, and climbed mountains with Briana......huh? Okay, so maybe not mountains if you want to be literal about it, but we did hike through a forest on the South Shore hiking trail and traipse down a dirt road marked "no trespassing" at an undisclosed hiking locale. :P
The potluck awaits. Keep your eyes alert for notices of my upcoming employment.
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