I saw my grandma in the hospital today. She had a hip replacement, and boy is she tough! She was in great spirits today, and I couldn't help but think about how a person's attitude can affect countless lives. Awesome for happy people. Terrible for miserable people. My grandma is a happy person and I always feel happy after spending time with her. That's a great gift that I hope I can portray also. I really am beginning to think that making others happy is one of the most important traits to develop.
Now that I'm a News 2 in my Newscast class, I've made it a personal goal of mine to do as much as I can to help the News 1s so they won't go home crying as many times as I did last semester. I feel like I've done pretty good thus far. We'll see if I keep it up.
My husband is great. He brought me dinner while I was editing a news package on campus tonight. And he vacuumed the house. And he brought me ice cream in bed. Goodness, I am spoiled.
It's a hard thing to watch people you love suffer. Whether that suffering is physical, or spiritual, or emotional. Suffering is impossible to avoid and it really stinks that most of the time, you can't do much to take away another person's suffering. This has just been on my mind lately.
I accidentally sent a text about my grandpa to a guy that I work with. Talk about awkward. The text was supposed to go to Brian, but it didn't. Luckily, the guy was cool about it. I really need to stop sending text messages to the wrong person. I do it on a weekly basis. Gotta keep things random, I guess.
I talk with my hands. Like I can't tell you how much I rely on body language while communicating with other humans. The other night, I called a bunch of high school seniors to tell them all the wondrous things about Utah State that they needed to hear (this was for my job, duh). And as I was sitting in a huge computer lab with other recruiters and student leaders who were all using skype to do phone calling, I realized I was waving my arms about like a mad woman. It's just . . .waving my hands around makes my voice more animated. And if I'm more animated then it's more likely to get kids excited about USU. So waving my hands about at a computer screen really is doing a lot of good. I promise.
And last but not even close to least, I'll leave you with this sweet little quote that is getting me through this busy bee week. Perhaps one day when I have an important job, I'll hang it in my office space, or creative nook. I like creative nook better. Here it is:
I talk with my hands ALL the time. It's ridiculous and really needs to stop.
And I agree about watching people you love suffer. I've spent time recently crying with a friend over things that are happening to her... It's breaking my heart. :(
Also, do you still work at BRASC or D...something something Lab or what ever it's called now?
I talk with my hands ALL the time. It's ridiculous and really needs to stop.
ReplyDeleteAnd I agree about watching people you love suffer. I've spent time recently crying with a friend over things that are happening to her... It's breaking my heart. :(
Also, do you still work at BRASC or D...something something Lab or what ever it's called now?