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 Hello blogsphere, I'm back! What better way to reenter the internet than with a top five book post? Lies My Teacher Told Me: Everything Your American History Teacher Got Wrong by James W. Loewen The Island of Sea Women by Lisa See The Man from the Train: The Solving of a Century-Old Serial Killer Mystery by Bill James Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah The House on the Cerulean Sea by T.J. Klune What are your top 5 books from 2021? What books did I miss? Do you disagree with any of my choices?

There are a few options for how a college student studying teaching can complete their 'student teaching' requirement.  1: Actual student teaching, in another teacher's classroom for an entire semester without pay 2. Actual student teaching in exotic locations like D.C. or Houston (that's way more exotic than Utah, trust me) 3. A teaching internship, in your own classroom, for an entire year, earning 1/2 salary I've wanted to do a teaching internship ever since I heard about it. Yesterday I accepted an internship position at a Middle School about thirty minutes away from where Rob and I live. I did my practicum (a 6 week teaching experience) at the school and loved it. The teacher I worked with loved me too and raved about me to his principal. Because they wanted me so badly they sped up their hiring process and cut out their typical practice of having interns come in and teach in front of a classroom to see who they like better.  I'm feel...

...And I've got a few pictures to prove it! Draper, UT Temple I married my best friend. Rob's family. You'll be seeing this again if you're getting a Thank You.  My family. All of our nieces and nephews got to be with us on our special day.   December 20th was the happiest day of my life. I'm so grateful that I get to be with my best friend for the rest of forever. He was well worth the wait. 

This is the fate the weekend had in store for me.  I'm digging my iPhone ladies and gents. 

Tonight Rob was warming up for his hockey game, so I was home alone. I heard a loud knock at the door, and looked through the peephole to see who it was. I didn't recognize the man, so I just stood there silently and realized that my door wasn't locked. He'd know I was home if he heard me lock the door (which obviously would be horrible). So obviously I just left it unlocked. After he rang the doorbell to no answer, he opened my door. I was pretty proud of how quickly I was able to slam the door shut and turn the deadbolt. I started thinking of the things in the room that would double as a weapon, but then I heard him call out, "It's the maintenance guy." Whoops. At least we'll get a working furnace out of the ordeal. 

Went to class, didn't text during a single one. Ate leftovers for lunch with the Mister. Went to my work meeting, and told too many jokes (I'll take 1/2 credit). Finished my resume so I can apply for teaching internships.  What has marriage done to me?