Cold Hands, Warm Heart

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Nome, Alaska, United States
After getting burned out teaching high school in a tiny Alaskan town, I have moved on to being a child advocate in a small Alaskan town. The struggles are similar, but now I can buy milk at the store.

Sunday, June 27, 2010


Devoted Fans,

As soon as I get home, shower, sleep, and say hi to my parents, I will be posting pictures from the trip (because home is where the cord for the camera is). I will also be awarding trophies in several categories.

So far, I've come up with:

dumbest drive through window
best waitress (Whitney from Sizzler in Layton, you will probably win by a landslide)
nicest sleeping accommodations
worst cops
cutest child (and they don't have to be born yet for that one)
Worst drivers
Most awkward moment

and. . .

What? What else should I give out awards for? Let me know in the comments.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

An apology

Dear Idaho,

First, I would like to thank you for understanding that there are a lot of long, flat, empty stretches of road, and setting your speed limit correctly. Secondly, I appreciate that instead of telling me to "Click it or Ticket" you tell me to "Click it, Don't Risk It." While the rhyme isn't as accurate as Washington and Oregon, it does seem more like you care about me, and less like you're threatening me.

On to the apology: Today, while leaving a small town, the lid of my rubber-maid tub came loose, and a couple plastic bags went flying out. I noticed quickly, and pulled over to fix the problem. However, I left the four or five bags that had already fallen out. I ran through the options in my head, and decided that getting hit by a car while trying to pick up plastic bags off the meridian would be a bad idea. For the littering, I am sorry.

Also, for those of you in law enforcement: I have already crossed state boundaries. Please do not sit at the border waiting for me to come back.


Saturday, June 12, 2010

Home again, Home again, jiggity jig.

I'm home now! Which means a couple of things:

- I can go shopping WHENEVER I want.
- Church is more than 10 minutes away.
- I have to share the computer with several other people.

As a result of that last one, posting will be sporatic. Just letting you know. Also, I don't have Alaska adventures when I'm in Washington. Just sayin' .

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Anchorage 2

Okay, I was planning on coming down to Anchorage "until I was ready to leave." Then I was going to take the boat home. Timing on the boat is off, so maybe next year.

I was told the day I got here that "It's too bad you're not staying until next Saturday, that's the day they do the temple session in Tongan." And I thought it was a shame that I wasn't going to stay that long.  Umm, I'm totally still here. And sitting in a session with headphones on in English is interesting.

It may be time to head for home. After all, house guests are like fish, not as appealing after the third day. Of course, I've lost track of time, and had no idea that I'd been here a week.

Clara, the youngest, likes to have her picture taken, so here she is:

We had just finished watching six hours of America's Top Model.