Miss Master's or Master Christensen....HMMM

I finally graduated last weekend, the 12th to be exact, with my masters degree. It really went by pretty fast. Some of it was easy, some hard. The best part is I took all my classes with friends from work. We went up to Logan (USU) and stayed the night before. I stepped (rolled) on campus for the first time to graduate.

So I was 'hooded' buy some hot professor. If you don't know what 'hooded' means--well--I'm smarter than you! And I got to be the first person in the processional (line), pushed by this young hottie 18 year old. Props Joey!!! Then the school newspaper lady took our picture and is writing an article about the girls from Salt Lake that graduated together. It was AWESOME!

The coolest thing about this is that I never thought I would get a Bachelors degree. Now I have a Master's. My favorite song is country says somthing like--"I finally did what I thought I couldn't do" I'll find the lyrics somewhere, anyway that's my motto.

My siblings surprised me with the best graduation present ever. My very own Wii! Jen threw a pizza party with my friends--she's the best.

Man posting pictures is harder than I thought.

The truth about the bruises.

So if you read my facebook status you'll know I had a few bruises last night. Regretfully they did not intentionally come from my cute friend Josh. We were at family home evening playing volleyball, which I'm usually afraid to play. My roommate and I and Josh started hitting a volleyball around and I actually got it over the net a few times. But I used the back of my hand instead of the inside or my fist. After about 30 minutes I looked at the back of my hand and there were about 6 or 7 big swolen purple bumps where boold vessels should be. I decided my hands are a little to valuable to sacrifice for a few minutes of fun. But it was definitely worth it.

Teacher moments--if I can remember.

I've had a request for funny teacher stories--Here goes.

1. Every day the same students says to me--"Teacher you're as pretty as an Angel and a Princess!" The funny part about that is I show up to school with no make up on, straight out of the shower=frizzy hair and my rattiest clothes, Princess Cinderella (before the fairy-god-mother)

2. One day my 'favorite' student did not show up for school. He would always be the first in line, standing with his dad, everyday. About 2 hours later he and his dad walked into my class. They both looked a little ascew, like they just rolled out of bed and still in their PJ's. The dad said "UHH...Yeah." then turned around and walked out. A little later I said "Scott" How come you were late today? He replied--because daddy spent the night with Jennifer.----Oh :) Okay.

And my favorite of all time

3. I had a picture of Grandma Erma and Grandma Lucy sitting on my table. In the picture they are sitting on a couch and there is a picture of Christ hanging on the wall behind them. One of my students (who is muslim) looked at the picture, pointed to Christ and said 'Teacher who is that?'
I said 'Umm.....his name is Jesus.'
She asked again 'Teacher is he your brother?'
I said 'Ummm.....Yeah.'
She looked at me with a little twinkle, and a smile, and shaking her head said 'Is he your--bruthu from anuthu mothu?'
:) I smiled 'UH....Yeah'
And she walked away laughing "hehehehe I said bruthu from anuthu mothu!'

Oh that was so funny.

Singles Ward 3 : no kidding!!

Last night I went to a ward activity. It was supposed to be Ethnic Food night so everyone could bring a food from the country they served their mission in. HOW FUN!

We pulled into the parking lot there were 6 cars. One of the wives in the bishopric walked in with a BYU hat on :) because tomorrow is the BYU vs. Utah game. On the table was KFC, Little Ceasars, Costco-sweetish meatballs, and Haagen Das ice cream.. . . . . plus a few other authentic dishes that all included rice and some cookies.

We got some food, sat down and one of my friends says "This is just like Chuck-O-Rama!" Then of course the cute girls were in the corner making crepes with strawberries--they're new--they still don't know how lame the rest of us are.

After dinner someone gets out a basketball and starts a game of BUMP while all the girls are taking turns flirting with the ONE hot guy in the ward.

It was a scene straight out of SINGLES WARD 3 !!
ps--my roommate was at a party last week and met one of the actors from the movie 'Charlie' Awesome!

Come on!

Last night I ate salmon and asparagus for dinner. Then i went out and exercised for 30 minutes...............................How come I'm not skinny yet?

Oh the weekend

This weekend I played tennis with my wheelie friends and they're getting better than me. No, no, no we can't let that happen! That's what I'm thinking and then I watch a womens conference talk on the BYU channel all about PRIDE, of course.

I also got denied from my insurance company. So I'm still dealing with insurance idiots from my fire that was almost 4 months ago. (I want my condo to be back to new again, can you blame me--again PRIDE) I really don't want to throw a fit--because I'm not brave enough--but I will. I'm going to stand up for myself even though I probably won't get what I want. I just want to stick it to 'em. Wish me luck!

Last night my roommate, friend, and I watched 13 going on 30. Then we watched the Pat Benatar video that was one of the extras. They started dancing to it and what started out as innocent fun turned into a three hour dress up / make up / video recording of our own Pat Benatar music video. Lucky I was the videographer so I'm not in the video, but I felt like I was 12 again. Oh geez...

I'm off to ward prayer because I guess there really are things you never grow out of. I just might post a few pictures. We'll see if it finally happens.