This picture is from the Naulu family camera during our trek in Canada. This earth truly is a beautiful place. I am grateful to live on it every single day. Nothing makes me feel more peace or happiness than spending time outdoors. I always tell Dall, "If I'm sick and dying, there are two things I'll need to do a lot. Swing and spend tons of time outdoors." I have an infatuation with swinging. We will have swings in our backyard. Tall ones. Something about feeling a breeze on my face calms me down. When we're stressed, we always take the scooter for a ride. It helps.
I love my job. Yes, people say this all the time, but I really mean it. Seriously though. I am the dreadful, negative person who absolutely hates to work... until now. I want to get on the rooftop and tell the world how glorious my job is. I work at Taylor Elementary School in the preschool. I get to play, sing, dance, paint, and laugh my tush off with 3 and 4 year olds all day. They are the cutest little farts. I want to have one. So bad people. It's not right.
It happened. I received the email. I PASSED THE WRITING EXAM!!!!!!! (English is most definitely not one of my strong suits.) This means my application is complete and I have offically applied to the special education program at Utah State University. The ball of anxiety inside me just unravelled. This is good.
Get a load of this. Dallin Naulu, you know, my husband, is the most amazing human being on this planet. I went there. I said it. Time and time again, he is overly patient with me and my scatter-brained, messy, obnoxious, moody ,hormonal self. Sometimes I cannot believe I even got married, let alone to the most amazing man I have ever met. I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Bottom line.
Oh. I want to be an artist. Real bad. I love their sloppy refined uniqueness. Yeah, I want that. I guess their creativity wouldn't hurt either.
Don't worry, I'll slowly make my way down from cloud nine. I might take my sweet time but do you blame me? I may just build my dream house up here.
My horn is about out of toots however. Now I want to hear your toots. What good things has life thrown your way as of late?
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