Boxing Day

Happy late Boxing Day everyone!
While many of you might not know exactly what it is (and I didn't either), I took the liberty upon myself to use the ever so reliable Wikipedia to educate you fellow readers.
Boxing Day refers to the day following Christmas. Where the origin of Boxing Day came from though is a mystery. In England, it is said to be from the presents that were given to the servants the day after Christmas so that they could have a Christmas of their own (after their owners celebrated first, of course). Other rumors come from England as well that on Christmas people would put money for the poor into a box and the next day it would be opened and given to the poor, thus making the next day Boxing Day. In Ireland, it is celebrated as the day of St. Stephen, who died for his belief in Christ. 
Most people who celebrate Boxing Day attend or watch horse races, fox hunting and spend time with their family.
What did my sister and I do?
We literally packed ourselves in boxes.

Cocktail, Mocktail

What do you call a bunch of BYU students gathered sipping non alcoholic cocktail drinks? A mocktail! Scooter had an end of the semester mocktail party. Everyone dressed up, gathered around the piano, sang Christmas carols and enjoyed mocktails. Scooter personally made all the drinks, ranging form peppermint twists to Shirley Temples to Bloody Mary's to margaritas. 
What was one of my personal favorite parts of the evening? Hearing a little girl around the age of 8, whom I believe was Scooter's little sister, talk about the difference between mimosas and other cocktail drinks. Oh the children of the future. 

 After the mocktail, we went bowling in our formal wear. It reminded me of a high school prom. You get dressed up, go to the party and then go and do an activity afterwards in your nice dresses. Mo and I looked just plain ridiculous with the bowling shoes and dresses. The guys actually didn't look too shabby, especially with their matching hats and canes.

Snow Day

My roommate Rachel loves snow. So when Provo finally got hit with its first really big snow storm, we braved the cold weather and couldn't resist doing a photo shoot. It was in the middle of finals and we needed a break. We spent about an hour outside, but I think it was time well spent. It's too bad that Katie wasn't there for pictures, we know she would have enjoyed it. But it's a good thing that it snows a thousand times during winter here in Utah so that we can do it again. 

There came a point where we turned this into a model photoshoot. I love my roommates, especially Marina for being crazy enough to take her jacket off in the 30 degrees of cold. She's from California and could handle the cold. I'm from Utah and hate the cold. There's probably a thing or two she can teach me.

These two pictures right below of the three of us were definitely my favorite pictures we took. Lacking a photographer, we became very grateful for self timers on cameras The first one was just cute and fun but for the second one we wanted to have falling snow in this picture. I pressed the timer button, grabbed some snow and counted down for when the picture would take. Only somewhere I lost count and ended up throwing the snow 3 seconds too early. So if you look closely you'll see snow all over Marina and Rachel. 

See here's the about when the modeling pictures started to happen and winter jackets taken off, like it was spring time. 

Also Marina and I decided to make snow angels. We made them on the driveway, although I'm still not quite sure why we decided to do them there. But it was great. I felt like a 10 year old kid again and completely forgot about the finals I had to take later that day and the rest of the week. Best stress relief, ever.

Anatomy part 2

So on my last post, Anatomy Pt. 1, I made anatomy seem kind of like a horrible class. Have no fear! Here I am with part 2 to my anatomy class. The short and simple compilations of the great moments in my anatomy lab.

One day, my anatomy teacher pulled out her teeth. Yes her teeth. She only has 9 of her own teeth, the rest are fake and two of them have "crowns" on them to make them bigger. I must admire her for thinking so highly of us as her students and showing them to us. Even our other TA didn't know they were fake. Oh this was a moment that I wished I had a camera with me, as the looks on the students faces (and both of the TAs) were priceless.

There's this really smart guy in my anatomy class, you know the one who always sets the curve really high. While learning about arteries in the body, we came across the gonadal artery. He asked a question to our TA.
David: Okay so I have a question. I've heard this word before but I'm not sure what it is. So what are your gonads?
Our anatomy TA then explained to him what they were (they are reproductive parts, for those who are also wondering). At this point in the class many of us were laughing, but the cherry on top was what one of the not so smart kids in the class said.
Kid I Can't Remember His Name: Dude, even I know what the gonads are. I've known probably since I was 4. 
My friend Jared refers to this story as the Bible story of David and the Gonad.

Every single food has been related to some sort of the body. I went to an open lab and there was a TA there who was telling us the story of when he first took anatomy. He said after every single one of his labs, he wanted to go eat some steak because looking at the muscle reminded him of meat.

My anatomy lecture teacher is seriously amazing. She often tells us stories about her life. She let a tree grow from under her floor and she carved it and turned it into a couch. Many people have family portraits up on their walls, but not Rachel. She took a picture of the Circle of Willis and blew it up at least 400 times its size and it hangs on her wall. She also told us a story of when she went to some foreign country (she also mentioned that she went to this country alone and didn't tell anyone where she went for about a month) and the men in a village had massive scrotums so huge that they pushed wheelbarrows to support and hold up their scrotums. 

How many people can say they've seen what a transvestite looks like on the outside and the inside? This girl can. BYU is lucky to have Bridget who was a male formerly, but then had a sex change. Bridget died of brain cancer, but donated her body to science. 

And my personal favorite. The reproductive system. I totally thought I would be an adult during this lab. Talking about things like this don't gross me out or make me laugh. My mom works at a hospital in the labor and delivery area, so for me, the sex talk was a dinner topic. But my TA was just very interesting. He's married and asked the class who was married. Only one guy raised his hand. So he decided that right then and there while teaching us all the reproductive body parts that he would give the guys some sex advice for things to do and not to do while on their honeymoon. It wasn't quite so much awkward as it was just plain weird. I guess I thought how sex works was a common sense thing. 


And one day in our lecture, Rachel brought in baby cadavers for people to hold. One of these cadavers was a Siamese twin conjoined together at the neck. She had split the Siamese twins apart so you could see each distinct organ for each of the twins. Also this same day, she brought in breast implants. 

Oh anatomy how I won't really miss you that much. 

Anatomy pt. 1

This fall semester I was able to take an anatomy class with a cadaver lab. I've never been more intrigued and more grossed out at a single moment than in this class. First two labs I thought, I'm gonna love this class. It was so interesting learning about all the different parts of the bones in the body and even though it was a lot of hard work, I really enjoyed it.

Until the third week. That's when we had our first lab with the cadavers. The smell? I didn't mind so much. I've been on tours of hospital laboratories where they have literally every stinky smelly bacteria and bodily fluid you can imagine. But what I couldn't handle in my anatomy lab was the fact that these were humans. I saw body worlds when I was in my freshman year of high school. I remember thinking these are pretty cool. I wasn't bothered with the fact that the cadavers were humans, they looked like plastic. But the cadavers in the lab didn't look like plastic. They looked like humans. Real humans. The first lab I was so unprepared for the cadavers that I thought I was going to pass out all class. Class finally ended, I washed my hands in the lab room, left for the bathroom to wash my hands again and then...

I puked.
My body literally could not handle it. For the next several weeks it took a lot of self control to not pass out or puke. I finally thought that I was getting used to seeing cadavers. Until the one week when we pulled out the hearts, the most central part of the body. My anatomy TA just plopped the heart and pair of lungs on her lap. I don't think I've ever felt so sick in my life. Even worse than the first anatomy cadaver lab.

So I've switched my major. Goodbye science, hello geography. More specifically tourism studies.

I Love Customers

A few days ago at work this group of several guys came in and got food. One of the men wasn't sure what he wanted and asked me what suggestions I could give him. I helped him decide what to get and he was off sitting down at the table, just patiently waiting for his food.

"Order up," yelled the cooks and I took the food out to these guys. I hand the guy his burrito and taco and ask them if I can get them anything else. The one guy that I had helped replied with, "No but since you helped me decide what to get for dinner, you get the first bite." 

Oh how polite. I've never had any customer offer me the first bite of their meal. 

And this is why I love customers.

And last night the cooks at work were singing Les Miserables. I love the cooks too.