Gonna trade the weather for the Western Coast

Due to the fact that my camera cord is stuck in a box somewhere in the garage, and I really don't want to go digging through everything just for that...I am still picture-less.  My apologies.

So here we are in California...most of you have probably heard the story of our journey here, but here it is for posterity:
We FINALLY rolled out at noon--which wasn't exactly according to plan, but we figured we'd make it to Newbury Park around 10:30 or so.
On the way up, Dan's car started spewing this nasty black smoke from the exhaust pipe--which made me a little nervous, especially when we had to keep getting over to the slow lane because his car was acting funny.  But it seemed fine, and we made it all the way across the California border...and then his car broke down.  In the middle of the desert.  If this sounds familiar, that's because it should.  (2009 April breakdown in Vegas, followed by the breakdown in 2009 breakdown in Mesquite a week and a half later in the same car).  Since we'd only made it ten miles into California, we spent the night in Prim, Nevada, which is basically a giant casino resort in the middle of nowhere.  We'd left Dan's car on an off-ramp, and we had to hang out with it all Saturday morning so that the highway patrol wouldn't tow it.  Things got pretty boring, and REALLY hot.  Fortunately, Dan's dad came to rescue us, complete with a trailer to tow Dan.
So the moral of the story is: Nevada hates Dan and his vehicles.

Since we've arrived the following events have occured:
Dan's great-grandma gave us her car for free because she doesn't drive it anymore.
I've spent too many hours at the DMV to register our cars/get my license. (And I'm still not done...)
I officially changed my last name!
We went to Dan's white coat ceremony and got a tour of the dental school.
We went to the Los Angeles temple--SO SO BEAUTIFUL inside and out!
Cheesecake Factory.
Dan and I subbed in Primary in church today.  I made chocolate chip cookies because I'm awesome.
I helped Kim make Cafe Rio Salads today.
I've been working out every morning with my fantastic mother-in-law.  She puts me to shame, seriously.
I learned how to roundkick (thanks to those early morning workouts).

In other news, I still don't have a job, and any leads anyone has would be greatly appreciated. 
Love and miss everyone!

Coming Soon

I'm posting a blog asap.  I already wrote it, I'm just trying to find the cord for my camera so I can upload pictures to my computer.  It somehow managed to get lost in the move.  But an update is coming.  Soon, I promise.

In other news, my facebook fast began on Friday.  Dan has changed my password, so I can read anything you write on my wall (e-mail notifications), but I seriously can't reply.  So if you need to get in touch with me, my cell phone or e-mail is the best way.  But on here works too.  =]

This is my first post as a college graduate

So far in my "real world" life, I have:
-Gotten food poisoning.
-Shipped most of my worldly posessions off to California.
-Started to really, truly freak out about having to find a job and wondering why on earth I chose to major in something so impractical as English.
-Filled out a career test to try and placate some of my fears and look for jobs that I will love/am qualified for.  Said career test told me basically nothing.
-Started my application for Teach for America.
-Sent out graduation announcements. Yes, they're late.  That's why they're announcements not invitations. If you would like one, we have way too many, so just ask.
-Read a book just for fun for the first time in probably two years (no joke).
-Gotten increasingly depressed about moving far away from all the wonderful people I have met and grown to love in the past three years.

A week or so ago, I had several lessons on pride in Sunday School, Relief Society, and a religion class at school.  I feel like this is something that I've heard a hundred times before, but this time, I really listened.  And guess what I learned?  I'm like the poster-child for pride.  It's absolutely ridiculous.  So I decided to make some changes and really learn some humility.
I think graduating is the most humbling experience I've ever had.  But I've still got a long way to go.

I'm the popular networking site, Bookface

I am thinking about taking a break from Facebook for awhile.  Just a test.
Time management has never been one of my strong points, and I want to see how much time I actually waste on Facebook when I could be doing other things. Dan keeps saying I'm obsessed with it.  To which I say I'm not obsessed with Facebook, I just like keeping in touch with people.  But let's be honest, he really does have a point (as usual).  Plus I just think that this could be a really interesting/worthwhile experiment.  And Ima give it a shot.