Lifetime to do (Post 8)

I haven't posted one of these for a while. This next one is personal, maybe too personal for my blog. But, it's going on the list anyway. And I don't really want to explain it. So, I'm just going to post it.

Number 8: Be comfortable in my body, in my own skin.

I'm slowly making my way there.

Lifetime to do (Post 7)

I was talking to a friend today about how he liked my lifetime to do posts. Which reminded me that I've been neglecting those and my blog. (Actually, that's pretty presumptuous of me to assume that any of you actually want to read these either. But here ya go!) As I sit here and think of something to write and procrastinate filling out a taxi voucher for my boss I realize that what I'd really rather be doing here is the next post on my list.

Number 7: Be an art museum tour guide. 

(Or just tour guide somewhere cool.)

 
(Painting from Belvedere Museum in Vienna but I got the picture from THIS blog. Found via google image search.)

At BYU I took the docent class at the Museum of Art. I wanted to be a tour guide. Actually, I took some career test in a class my freshman year at BYU and it had a few options of things for me to be. Only two really stand out right now. 1.) Counselor 2.) Tour guide. I crossed counselor off that list within the first month of taking psychology. It was terrible. I hated that class so much. But being a tour guide has always kind of stuck with me. Yeah you'd probably have to deal with stupid tourists and people who don't really care what they're looking at because they're only at the National Gallery to see "that one famous painting that their coworker told them they should see" blah blah blah, but you'd also get people who love history or art, who are so excited to finally see a painting by Monet or DaVinci or see the chair George Washington sat in. (you get me right?) Unfortunately these jobs are volunteer. Meaning I don't want to work 40 hours a week and then spend my Saturdays volunteering. But I can't exactly quit my job either to do it. 

I don't love my job right now. I don't hate it either. It's kind of like, eh, it's my job. People don't always love their jobs. But I'd rather have a job that I love. But being a tour guide would probably get that way after a while too right? 

Maybe I can just quit my job and start making books again and sell them on etsy. Or maybe I could figure out how to be an event planner who specializes in weddings. (Do I even have the organization skills for something that involved? I don't even know.)

This is now a jumbled post. 

And if you want to see funny pictures go to Google image search: tour guide. For some reason all the Asian ones are extra funny. See:

But, I might have to wait to be retired to do this one. Makes sense why they always seem to be old...

Lifetime to do (Post 6)

Last night I went to the Nationals/Braves game. Nats lost 7-6 in the 9th. And we actually stayed to the end of the game! That may be a first. Anyway, as I watched the people get up on that jumbotron I thought, "Someday, I'll get on the jumbotron at something!" So, that leads me to my next lifetime to do.

Number 6: Appear on the jumbo-tron.

First things first. I will not be proposed to on a jumbo-tron with "Lauren will you marry me" flashing across the screen while my boyfriend pulls out a ring and sets his knee down in the beer the drunk behind us spilled. Nope. Nor will I be on the screen because I decided to paint my face and body while wearing pompoms in my hair (my hair's big enough as it is with this humidity hitting DC). Nor do I want to be mocked on the jumbo-tron like this guy. But I may be ok with a kiss cam. But that would ONLY be ok if I was there with a significant other. And even then I'm pretty sure I'd look like this lady (slightly embarrassed but slightly pleased and that just looks kind of dorky).

So I just went through google images looking for awesome jumbo-tron pictures, but there really aren't that many. I guess it makes sense. People are just way too happy to be on the jumbo-tron that they don't take a picture of themselves. They have no documentation to prove that they were actually on the tron. That really is kind of tragic if you think. It's probably the pinnacle of your sports fan attendance career and you have no real documentation. But wow, still sounds pretty great. 

I could also be on the jumbo-tron for having a cute baby all decked out in it's home team gear, like a little girl in a cheerleader outfit, or a little boy in a football jersey. Cute huh? Or maybe I could be on because I was dancing really awesome to a really great classic rock song (actually more likely a 70's funk song) or a popular pop song, because I'm known to really like the awful ones. (cough, Lady Gaga, cough) 

Anyway, so, the criteria for appearing on the jumbo-tron:

1. Non proposal
2. Non decked out in dorky team gear/face and body paint
3. Kissing cam with a significant other
4. Cute baby in cute home team gear.
5. Because I'm an awesome dancer.

Why would I want this? Because jumbo-tron + your image on it = happiness (happiness in a totally non-lasting, temporary, but-I-will-always-have-a-story-to-tell-my-grandchildren kind of way) and that sounds pretty awesome.

Lifetime To Do (Post 5)

I haven't written one of these for a few months I realized. So today I scoured my brain trying to think of what something I wanted to do in my life was. (Besides traveling, because a few of those were travel ones, and I just really really really want to travel all the time.) I thought about writing down some things that I could write check next to since I had already done them. (Like go to the Holy Land, or serve a mission.) I thought about doing something crazy like skydiving, but I figured I wouldn't really want to do that unless it was a moment of sudden mental loss, because I think I'm a little afraid of heights. I thought, maybe I'll make it something that's not quite so grand. Redo something maybe? I don't know, I can't really think of something that great. But then I thought of a fireside I went to last night. A member of the Seventy was there. He talked about holding to the rod of iron. Actually, he talked about clinging to the rod of iron. And pressing forward. He said if we weren't clinging to that rod, if we weren't pressing forward, we needed to start doing that and face the Tree of Life. So, without further ado,

Number 5: Be a disciple of Jesus Christ

(Standing on original Roman stairs in Jerusalem. Our teacher said Jesus would have walked here when he was put on trial.
And look how fabulously tan I am! Jerusalem in the summer was definitely good for one thing!)

This is a post for a Sunday I think. But, I have walked where Jesus has walked, I've swam where he walked (we'll leave the skinny dipping part out of that for the time being...), and I want to be his disciple, his follower. I know I can't be perfect. But, I can try to press forward and be better, and that's all that's really asked of us isn't it?

Step one: Find out who I visit teach.

Lifetime to do (Post 4)

Now, I stared this thing--Lifetime to do list--ages ago yet I've been very slow adding to it. So, here we go, two days in a row.

Yesterday as I read my friend Kristen's blog I had sudden jealousy for her life. She is getting her Master's in Art History from a university in Edinburgh, Scotland. That is a cool city. I would love to live in that city. (Oooh. Maybe I should have put up a picture of that one...) Anyway, she and her husband went on a trip to Paris and it looked so fun. So...

Number 4: Travel the world with my husband

(though really I suppose this should be Get Married)

(Chichen Itza--Mexico; Hagia Sophia--Turkey)

(Machu Picchu--Peru; Yosemite--California)

(Great Buddha Statue--Bodhgaya, India; Church of our Savior on Spilled Blood--St. Petersberg, Russia)

(Taj Mahal--Agra, India; Stary Rynek--Krakow, Poland)

(Trevi Fountain--Rome, Italy; Parthenon--Athens, Greece)

These pictures are of some places that I would like to go, or love and would like to go with a significant other. Some pictures just represent a whole. Like Poland for instance, I would like to go to Krakow again, but I really would just like to go to Poland. Or Yosemite too. It kind of just represents my desire to continue seeing new places and traveling around the United States. But I've only been to three of the places pictured, so I have lots more to see.

Lifetime to do (Post 3)

Number 3: Live in a big city.

Now you're probably thinking: "But Lauren, you live in DC. You know, big city. Washington, DC."

Well, my dear one, that is actually where you are mistaken. I live in Virginia. In a house. (A house that Carly calls a mansion.) I live close, as it takes me a mere 30-40 minutes to get from house to bus to metro to work. Close, but not actually in the city. I would like to live in one.

Where would this big city be? I'm not entirely sure.

But here are some possibilities:

PS. I feel like there should be a prize for anyone who could guess where these are, as they are all big cities that I wouldn't mind living in. But I'm thinking you are for sure going to get the second one--if you grew up in the 90s, if you watched Full House even once.

Lifetime to do (Post 2)

Number 2: Write my personal history

Today while browsing on my computer I found my preliminary 10-page personal history that I wrote for a Family History class I took at BYU. Here are a few short stories I found that I had already written down for that:

(Preschool) For the Joy School Christmas Nativity, I had to be a shepherd and I remember being really disappointed because Kara got to be Mary and Angie was the angel (the only pretty costumes). I wanted to be something pretty. My mom made my costume and I had a pink head covering and the band to keep it on was gold and sparkly.

(Kindergarten) Once I remember talking on the phone and being asked if I liked new kids on the block. Thinking of course, "Yeah, I like it when new kids move in on our street," I said yes. Then she started playing me a song and I realized that it was a band called New Kids on the Block.

(1st or 2nd Grade) One night as we were running down the street playing, one of the boys teased me. I got upset and called him a "butthead". My mom heard and next thing I know, I am being called back into the house and not allowed to play for the rest of the night. And it was summer and it was still light out.

(7th Grade) I couldn't relate to them. All the black kids were thugs and talked a lot about how their cousins or friends back in the states were in gangs. I remember people crying when Tupac died and I had no idea who he was. They were all listening to rap music and I loved the Beatles.

I got as far as 7th grade before I hit my required 10 pages. I have a lot more to write. I have more to write about what I already wrote, I don't like how it's written either. So, someday I will edit it, or rewrite it and have a great personal history.

Lifetime to do

Today I'm starting my lifetime-to-do-list that I have over on my side bar. I'm going to blog about something and then add to the list. These are in no particular order, these are just things that come to my head as I think of them.

Number 1: Visit China

(Image courtesy of wikipedia)