Bucket List

For my photography class I am doing a "bucket list" assignment. I need to find something I want to do before I die and take a photograph representing that goal. It's a little tricky finding subject matter in Rexburg...especially when I have no idea what's on my list. Any ideas?

Family History

So...Justin and I are doing family history for FHE..just like we're supposed to. Maybe not the best idea, turns out there is some VanderHoeven in Justin's line in the 1800's. Great. Good thing is that means he's got some good Dutch blood...bad news is he's not supposed to have THIS Dutch blood. haha. oh goodness.

Thankful

I am thankful for teriyaki. I know it's such a simple thing, but I'm really grateful for it. Yesterday we went to lunch at panda express, the line was HUGE! We realized it's because that's the only asian food option for the residents of Idaho Falls. How sad is that? They need some good ol' teriyaki restaurants. Panda Express is good, but they're missing out on so much. The service, the delicious teriyaki, the tiny bowl of hot egg drop soup. Mmm mmm.

Just saying.

Don't take advantage of teriyaki. got it!

Barcelona Chair

So... tonight I asked Justin if someday I could have a Barcelona Chair. He said, "sure". Then I searched online to try and find one. After I showed him the price tag of just under $7,000 he seemed to think I was crazy.

The Barcelona chair was created by Ludwig Mies van der Rohe for the German pavilion in Barcelona, Spain. I think the German Pavilion is a beautiful piece of architecture and design. The pavilion, inside and out, really showcases the International Style, which I have learned to love and appreciate. Some people may look at Mies van der Rohe's work and just see square buildings or minimalist sky scrapers, but he was a pioneer of modern architecture. he's neat.

The point is...Chairs are cool.

I want them all.

back to school, back to school

Today is our first day of school (Justin hasn't been in almost 3 years now, and it's his first time at BYUI). My sister requested I take a picture of my first day of school, wearing an Animaniacs dress (the outfit I wore on my first day of kindergarten). Unfortunately I no longer own and/or fit in that dress. So these will have to do.

and since Linda thought she'd make fun of MY first day of school pictures, I just felt like I should post her first day of first grade...I think she should be jealous of my animaniacs dress.

Go Huskies!

Apparently when I got married, not only did I marry Justin, but I also married his sports teams. This means that I am now a University of Washington Huskies fan. Last weekend we went down to Provo to go to the UW vs. BYU football game. We, along with a group of a few other friends, were repping the purple. It was interesting being the minority and being surrounded by thousands of BYU fans, but it was a lot of fun having our Washington pride. We were in the UW section at the game, which I was pretty excited about (I was a little worried about getting beat up...but all was well). Anyway, it turned out that BYU won, but it was still a ton of fun. It was my very first college football game, and honestly I had no idea what was going on, but I figured if I just clapped when the people around me did I'd be OK.

The rest of the weekend was a lot of fun hanging out with all our buddies from home, and getting to see Justin's family. We stayed at his aunts house, and his sister and her husband drove over from Duchesne so we could all go out to lunch. It was a great mini vacation for our last weekend before school started.

Going for a walk...

The other day Justin and I decided to pack up a picnic and walk to Smith Park. Since there isn't much time before summers over, we wanted to enjoy the outdoors before we're confined to the inside for a long winter (fall doesn't happen here...just skips straight to winter). The weather was beautiful, and the parks in Rexburg are really great and well maintained. After having our simple dinner we had to pretend we were little kids again and enjoy the park.

I was a little sad because I didn't want to eat my crust.

yes, Justin is five years old.

waiting for him at the bottom of the slide.

The Curse of Being a Designer

This morning when Justin woke me up, my response was something like this... "Good morning darling, why isn't our overhead light centered in the room". He laughed at me. This is all part of being a designer. I live in a very nice apartment, but as a designer there are some things I just don't understand. The light placement in our bedroom is one of them. It is about a foot and a half from where it should be. To me if you have one overhead light having it centered in the room is common sense...right? Apparently not.

The second thing that makes no sense to me is the bathroom door. I believe our apartment was made to be an ADA accessible apartment. In my classes I've learned all about barrier free, ADA, and universal design. I think it's great, but I don't understand what the "designers" were thinking when making plans for this apartment. There are three foot doors...good choice. The bathroom door swings out rather than in...bad choice. I'm not sure if that is one of the accessibility standards, but in this case it makes no sense. The room is small, and there is really only one place for the bed to go. this means that it is impossible to open the bathroom door without hitting the bed, and the door cannot even open fully (which makes the 3 foot door completely pointless). No good. Sometimes it makes me angry looking at it... WHAT WERE THEY THINKING!

Problem #3. The first thing you see when you walk into the bedroom is the electrical box. Why oh why would the electrician do this. I'm pretty sure he's just playing a cruel joke on whoever moves in. There is a perfect place BEHIND the door where it would be nice and inconspicuous. But nope, it's taking up perfectly good, perfectly visible wall space.

I just don't get it.

You may not be able to tell from this picture...but trust me..this light is awkward.

Trust me..it'd drive you crazy too.

The view when you first walk into the bedroom, and a lame attempt at trying to cover the electrical panel.