Head Over Feet

No, this isn't the Tracie & Austin story. That's still to come. I did start writing it, but it's going to be big. BIG I tell you!

Anyway, I just wanted to share a brief moment from yesterday. I was driving home from work (Sigh...still isn't the funnest thing) and listening to Alanis Morisette's "Head Over Feet." I love this song. The song perfectly addresses my feelings from when Austin and I were dating. So listening to it again I was struck with a profound and deep feeling of how much I really, truly love Austin. Tears almost came to my eyes and goosebumps covered my flesh. I love you, Austin! You really did win me over. :)


I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it

You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was

You've already won me over in spite of me
Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
Thats not lip service

(repeat chorus)

You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience

You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long

I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now

You've already won me over in spite of me
Don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault

I wish I could attach the song, but I don't know how to do that. Anyway, if you have the song, listen to it. It's good stuff. :)



I just wanted to update briefly and say that I am the proud owner of my first pair of boots! They aren't the uncomfortable, flashy, modern-looking ones. But they are SO comfortable! It's like walking on feathers! I love my new boots! They also have insulation in them to keep my footsies toasty.

Heads up! Major blog entry on Austin and me's story coming soon! Watch for it!


My First Real Job

So here I am, finally, posting about my new job. For those that don't know I am an editor at Western Governor's University up in Murray. It's an online university that measures student success by using assessments. They have two types of assessment: objective and performance. Objective assessments are objective test questions (multiple-choice, matching). Performance tasks are more involved. The students are given tasks to do (usually writing an essay or doing a project). The way the university works is that they have subject-matter experts determine what a person would need to know first-day-on-the-job in a given field. They then write competency statements (such as "the graduate will know how to do....") and then write objectives that would fulfill the competency requirements. Then all objective and performance assessments have given objectives that test questions directly align to.

My job is to edit these objective and performance assessments to first make sure they align to the objectives (if they don't, the student cannot be proved to know the needed information for their field.) I also edit for formatting, grammar, parallelism, and clarity. I also edit response options to make they are not too obvious (they don't make "give-away" answers as students can then guess. Guessing is not proof of knowing.) and that they are plausible answers while being clearly incorrect.

So that's a short explanation of the university and my position. I have now been there 2 weeks. I have been to tons of training meetings and pretty much all I've done is work on practice material. (I've done about 70 practice objective assessments and 15 practice performance tasks.) This week we're (I started the same time as two other people) hoping that we get to start doing real work. I think I'll enjoy my job. It's been hard getting used to getting up early and commuting everyday. (I spend around 2 hrs everyday on the road.) I'm also getting used to working an 8-hour day again. It's been awhile since I've had a full-time job. I actually like pretty much everything about my job except the commute. But Austin has made it better by checking-out books on CD for me. I've already finished one book and started another.

The people I work with are all really nice and friendly. I particularly like one of the new guys who started with me. He has a sense of humor that makes getting through work easier. We get food frequently (for birthdays or when accredition or reviews are scheduled). I'm fortunately allowed to wear jeans most of the time. (When accredition people are there they like us to dress up.)

I really like the sense of collaboration that's there. People frequently work together to figure things out.

I don't like the commute or being exhausted when I get home or getting up early. But I like the job. I don't think I'd be able to do it forever because it really isn't the area of editing that I truly love, but it's a great start and a great job. I make decent money and I get pretty good benefits that start November 1.

So that's my new job!


My Hubby & Me

I'm finally updating. This is from Lynette who tagged me. Don't miss out on my soon-to-come update on my new job!

What is his name? Austin
How long have you been together? 15 months
How long did you date? 18 months
How old is he? 25
Who eats more? Austin. Though I eat more chocolate.
Who said I love you first? Austin. He told me he loved me when we weren't even "officially" dating yet. Needless to say it freaked me out a little bit.
Who is taller? Austin
Who sings better? Probably me, though Austin has a very nice as well. :)
Who is smarter? We are both very intelligent and we both have areas of expertise.
Whose temper is worse? Austin's
Who does the laundry? I usually wash, Austin usually folds, and we both usually put away.
Who does the dishes? We both do, but I usually do them a little more frequently.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? Depends on how you look at the bed. If you're facing the bed, Austin is on the right side.
Who pays the bills? I remind Austin to pay the bills (since up till this point he had all the money)
Who mows the lawn? We don't have a lawn.
Who cooks dinner? I do.
Who drives when you are together? Austin usually does though I occasionally do. Our first year of marriage Austin drove everywhere because we only had one car and I couldn't drive it because a stick. When we got my car we started taking turns. However, now that I drive 80 miles a day I make Austin drive.
Who is more stubborn? We're both really stubborn. Austin would say that I am.
Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? I am.
Whose parents do you see the most? mine because Austin's live in Texas. :(
Who kissed who first? Austin did. He seduced me. Who asked who out? Austin did.
Who proposed? Austin did.
Who is more sensitive? We're both incredibly sensitive but I think Austin can be more sensitive then me because he's more likely to take something the wrong way and be irrational about it for a while.
Who has more friends? We both have about an even amount. We both don't have that many friends.
Who wears the pants in the family? I do; however, Austin will "put his foot down" when he thinks I'm being too controlling. I admit it, I'm a control-freak.


It's So Hard to Say Goodbye to Yesterday

Today was my last day with the boys. I made pudding paint for them again and we colored and had puppet shows and they rode around on their scooters and I went and got lunch for them at Wendys. I got all emotional as I was leaving, and I was teary-eyed driving home. I didn't anticipate feeling as sad as I did. I'm going to miss them so much. Of course I'll still see them, but it won't be as frequent. I'm so glad Tyler and Cheryl gave me this opportunity. Not only was it a blessing as I needed a job while I was in-between jobs, but it was also so great to spend so much time with my nephews. They don't get my name mixed up anymore. I feel I know them so much better and that they know me so much better now. I hope they enjoyed their time with me as much as I've enjoyed spending time with them.

Highlights of the summer with the boys: pushing them on the swings, doing exercises in the mornings, playing "army," having the boys help me carry my bags of stuff to the car everyday, the hugs, the I-Love-Yous, dancing around, blowing bubbles, teaching the boys ASL, and cuddling up with the boys on the lovesac during storytime.


Why Say Anything Nice, When You Can Say Nothing at All?

Hello. Just wanted to briefly update. I did end up going to the interview in Orem. I didn't feel it was right, so I turned it down. I'm keeping the job up in Murray. I start next Monday. Hooray! I'm really nervous about starting a new, "real" job. I haven't worked full-time in a while, but I'm sure I'll adjust within a couple of weeks. I'll be happier being extra busy then I was being extra bored. I know it'll be such a good thing for Austin and I, and not just the monetary part. (Though that part will be awesome!) I'm nervous about being an editor. I know it's what I learned to do and what I loved to do, but everywhere you go it's different. I'm worried that I won't measure up to their expectations. What if it's difficult? What if I'm lousy at it? What if it's boring? I'm mostly worried about not being good at it and not being able to do what they want me to do. I'm sure once I get there everything will be fine though. I am a good editor. I just hope I'll be able to do as good and as quick of a job as they want.

I wanted to say something to the "Anonymous" poster: Please feel free to find another blog to tag your insults on. I will not tolerate such behavior. I would like to be able to allow non-bloggers permission so my mother-in-law can comment on my blog. I don't want to be forced to turn off that option. Besides why waste your time to insult somebody if you're not even going to leave your name? Please take your cowardice, stupidity, and insults somewhere else.

Anyway... I saw a sight I'd never seen in the flesh before on the way home from Cheryl's. I saw a plane carrying a banner with a message. I've only seen these in movies before. Unfortunately, I was, of course, driving so I couldn't look at it long enough to see what it said. The romantic in me likes to hope the banner said: "Marry me, Grace!" In my imagination, this is what it said, and, yes, Grace did say yes.