Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Psalm 37:3-5


photo by my cousin, Brandon Willis



"Trust in the LORD, and do good;
so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.

Delight thyself also in the LORD;
and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

Commit thy way unto the LORD;
trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass."







Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The Hardest Part of College...



...is motivating yourself when you really don't want to do anything.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

The Most Precious Gift


photo taken by Aura at Heidi's wedding

This beautiful little girl just turned eight on Friday. Such a special, happy time in life! Her big brother is coming home from his mission soon, and she's excited that he will be there to baptize her. Sadly, her big sister will not be able to be there. Growing up has its drawbacks.

She's our little princess, and she knows it. She's our Missy. She's even my namesake. ("Marianne" is an anagram of "AnnMarie" -- my parents thought it was funny. Also, at the time they thought she was going to be the last child, so having the last child's name as an anagram of the first child's name seemed very fitting somehow. Little did they know Nathan was on the way. At least they didn't try to name him Nehpets after my brother Stephen like they threatened.) How grateful I am for my family! I wouldn't trade any one of my brothers or sisters for more money or a bigger house or anything else. I feel richly blessed that Heavenly Father would entrust seven precious souls to my responsibility. How grateful I am for the binding power of our parents' sealing in the holy temple.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

A Few Things I Learned This Weekend



1. NEVER, and I mean NEVER, travel without your cell phone fully-charged. Do not assume that you can charge it somewhere along the way, because inevitably it will die a horrible and permanent death right when you actually really need to call someone and you won't be able to find an electrical outlet.

2. Just in case the above does in fact transpire, you should have on your person a written list of phone numbers you might need. This way, even if your phone does die and you can't get to your contact list, you will be able to borrow someone else's or use a pay phone.

3. There really are good people in this world, people that are willing to go out of their way to help you, even if they don't know you from Adam.


4. Then there are really amazing people, friends who will go out of their way and be majorly inconvenienced and still greet you with a smile and a hug.

5. The prayers of parents have powerful effect.

6. In the midst of concentrating on all the horrible things in life, we lose sight of the many, many wonderful and beautiful things about life! This world is not always a veil of tears.

7. Check and then recheck, then re-recheck your plans.

8. Enjoy your life, but go to bed on time. The world is a much happier place when you're rested.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

"Friends are the sunshine of life"

Today is a good day. I love windy fall days, when the sun is clear and bright but not hot, and the trees dance in the wind like maidens with long, rustling scarves. I love the little nip and chill in the air, the brisk smell that comes with the cooling weather and signals the end of long, hot, humid summer. I love it when I finish class before 2:30 and I have the rest of the afternoon and evening open. I love the feeling of finally turning in a paper and knowing that it's not hanging over your head anymore. Today is good for all of those reasons.

But today is a great day because today I got an email from one of my investigators back in Korea. She's actually written me several times, the most faithful of anyone there, missionary, member, or investigator. She was actually a referral from another one of our investigators. At first I wasn't very optimistic about her ever progressing, but as we continued to meet with her we discovered that she wanted very much to be a good wife and mother. She has two absolutely adorable little girls who are about age seven and eight now. All three of them were so sweet, and so sad when I left Korea. It's always a real joy to hear from her. Now, I've just got to get her meeting with the missionaries again...

Monday, October 5, 2009

Throwing a Pot As Opposed to a Fit

Here are a few shots of one of my latest pots from my class. My efforts at pot-throwing (and by this I mean the creative kind of throwing, not the destructive kind of throwing; the difference being that your mom is less angry about you doing the first kind in the house than the second) are improving, I think. This bowl is about the tenth thing I've thrown on the wheel, and I can already see my progress in getting the clay centered better, as well as forming a more centered hole. Centering is the process by which you move the clay from where you slapped it down on the wheel, uneven and lumpy, to the exact center of the wheel. The object of centering is to achieve uniformity in the clay, thus producing a uniformly round pot. It looks so easy when someone experienced does it, but this is the fourth week of my class and there are some who still struggle with it.

Similarly, opening the hole in the exact center of the clay is important, too. If you haven't, you will still have an off-center pot, despite the careful centering of the clay you did just previously.

There's a lot of fascinating physics involved in throwing on the wheel. Really, this kind of pottery is all about physics -- it relies on properties of physics to create beautiful works of art. In that way it is different from painting and drawing or even other kinds of pottery. I don't understand the specifics, but I really enjoy using the principles to create pots. I'm not sure what this one is, truthfully, but I figure my mom and dad will be happy with whatever I give them, right?

Maybe next time I'll shoot a play-by-play of the creation of a pot.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I'm always sad when September ends

...but I really do love October. October is such a yummy, plummy, mysterious kind of month. All the trees explode into color and the air gets crisp. People wear sweaters and hoodies and drink hot chocolate, and no one wears short shorts or sandals anymore. I never feel like the world is dying when autumn rolls around, like some; I always think of it as getting ready to wrap itself up in the chill, white blankets of winter snow and falling asleep. I sympathize. I love bedtime! I love getting into my jammies and snuggling down in my bed under my blankets. I love breathing in the cold air in the room, and the contrast between it and my lovely warm self. I love jackets and peacoats and hats and mittens and crunchy leaves and all that comes with autumn!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

I need a haircut

I haven't had one since a couple of weeks before I left Korea. Not that you can really tell, since I mostly wear my hair up, but it's the principle of the matter.

Since I wrote my last post, I turned 23 (ack!) and went back to the pottery studio twice more, last night and this afternoon. Last night another woman came in, not to throw a pot, but to wedge some porcelain she's going to work with. She's obviously a lot more skilled than the rest of us; we had a nice little chat as we worked, and I found out her husband is doing his residency here, so their family is here for just a few years. She needed to find a studio where she could pretty much come and go as she needed to, but that was also adequate for her purposes, and here we were! She gave me some great tips about how to work with the clay, too, that really helped me to center it a lot better than I'd been able to previously. See the fruit of my efforts today:

It's a recognizable (and mostly completely round) plate!

Sadly, this little beauty didn't make it off the wheel; when I tried to cut it off with the wire, the wire tore through the bottom of the plate, thus making it useless. But I hope to make a complete place setting for four (dinner and salad plates, bowls, and mugs at least) by the time I get out of this class. I'd have the beginnings of a dowry! And it would be so satisfying to eat off them, knowing that I made them with my own hands. Assuming they didn't have flaws that my perfectionism would continually bother me with. But anyway.

I'm off to seminar now, I just thought I'd offer this little picture. Sorry for the quality; I took it on my phone, lacking a better camera.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

My First Adventure in Throwing a Pot on the Wheel


"The desire to create is one of the deepest yearnings of the human soul. No matter our talents, education, backgrounds, or abilities, we each have an inherent wish to create something that did not exist before."


Nothing I can do looks remotely like this.

I've always wanted to be able to throw a pot on the wheel. When I was younger, in middle school, I took a sculpting class, but we only did pinch pots and the like. Our teacher did a demonstration on the wheel for us, but we never got the chance to try it ourselves. Over the years, I've done other projects in clay, and I think it's always been my favorite artistic medium.

This year, in an effort to broaden my horizons and gain a little more depth I've decided to stop saying no to all the opportunities that come my way. So when I got an email about the Continuing Education and Fine Arts program on campus having a pottery wheel class, instead of just saying to myself, "Oh, I'll never get in, there're only a limited number of spots," I printed out the form and filled it out. And now here I am, on the other side of my first time throwing a pot.




"Everyone can create. You don’t need money, position, or influence in order to create something of substance or beauty. Creation brings deep satisfaction and fulfillment. We develop ourselves and others when we take unorganized matter into our hands and mold it into something of beauty."



It was definitely a lot harder than it looks. When you see someone really good do it, the clay just seems to flow into the desired shape with no more effort than a stream parting around a hand placed in its waters. The reality is a lot different. It takes a lot more strength than you would think, but even if I still can't manage to correctly center my clay or put the hole in the exact center of the pot, it's still very rewarding to see something forming out of an amorphous blob of clay and know that your hands did it. I'm excited to continue growing as I learn more. :)


I definitely do not look this cool while making my pots. Or this clean, for that matter.



"The more you trust and rely upon the Spirit, the greater your capacity to create. That is your opportunity in this life and your destiny in the life to come. [T]rust and rely on the Spirit. As you take the normal opportunities of your daily life and create something of beauty and helpfulness, you improve not only the world around you but also the world within you."
--President Dieter F. Uchtdorf




Thursday, September 10, 2009

This is why...


...I have the cutest little brother in the whole wide world!


Monday, September 7, 2009

Heidi's Wedding: One Down, Seven to Go

OR

WHY I WILL RUN
AWAY AND ELOPE
and save myself the stress of a wedding and reception


My little sister Heidi married her fiancé Doug in the Nashville Tennessee Temple on 5 September 2009. What follows is a visual record of the occasion (well, at least the seemingly happier parts of it). Thanks to Meg and her mom, Miss Jean, for the pictures.



The bridesmaids: (l to r) Lizzie, Dominique, Meg, and me


"Becca, let me give you some advice: don't make me wear red at your wedding".


Boredom is a scary thing (waiting for Heidi and Doug to come out of the temple).


They're married.


Don't they look so happy?


All the bridesmaids and the junior bridesmaids. My sister Becca is on the far left; his sister Paige is on the far right. That's my youngest sister Marianne in the middle. I'm the one making the weird face.


Showing off our shoes and bouquets! (Those shoes hurt!) Mine is the pretty big red rose.


Saving a space for our brother, Stephen, who's on a mission in Hong Kong.


His and hers families


Nathan, bored with it all and tired of being forced to smile for pictures, takes a phone call from Grandma Saunders.


Marianne takes a break from all the heat and humidity in the shelter of the temple's porch.


The absolutely ginormous cake - it would have fed a reception four times the size of Heidi's. A friend of ours in our ward generously made it as her wedding gift.


...and the infamous bouquet toss. Guess who caught it?

Saturday, September 5, 2009

AnnMarie...

...now has a bona fide brother-in-law.


*ponders this*







Weird.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I love September!

Besides being my birthday month (only 1.5 weeks left!), September, along with October, are the most beautiful months of the year. Summer is definitely not my favorite season, and while winter and spring have their own charms, I shall forever be an autumn girl. And it almost seems that the weather itself is celebrating the advent this most lovely of seasons -- for the last few days it's been pleasantly cool, with a playful breeze keeping the beaming sun from being too hot. Pretty soon the leaves will start to change colors, and it will begin to get cool and then even cold and we'll all be snuggled up in our jackets and sweaters and get to drink hot chocolate.

Oh, I love fall. :)

thanks to this website for the photograph

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Welcome Back, AnnMarie!

Today is my first Saturday as a college student in over two years. I can hardly believe it! I'm so excited to be back. I'm even almost excited to be swamped with homework this weekend, too. (Almost.) It is weird not being in class with the people I know, though. In that way, it's kind of like being a freshman all over again, but it's nice that I get to see my friends at all. My friends who went on missions from the Naval Academy came back to most of the people they knew being gone altogether. So I'll count my blessings and be glad that I get to see so many of my friends again.

Move-in was Tuesday. Boy! It took me five trips to get everything from the apartment I was staying in to my new dorm room, and I had to haul everything up two flights of very steep stairs to boot. Thankfully, on the fourth trip (that was my very heavy suitcases) a girl sitting on a bench at the top of the hill saw me and came running down the walk to ask if she could help me. She then proceeded to haul my suitcase all the up the hill, to my dorm, and then to my actual room -- and she did it in two-inch heels. I was very impressed, and very thankful, too. Her name was Lydia, and she's a sophomore, so maybe I'll see her again. In any case, I hope something very nice happens to her this week.


a blurry shot of my dorm room

Our first class of the year is always seminar, our history/philosophy/literature class. This year, being a sophomore, I started with Genesis 1-11. It was an interesting class discussion; we spent most of the time hung up on what it means to be naked, and why Adam and Eve would eat the forbidden fruit and then hide themselves because they were naked. We didn't even get to talk about Noah and the flood at all, or even the Tower of Babel. The whole time, I was so grateful for the light of the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, and for the fact that I didn't have to worry about not having the answers to these questions. Because of restored truth, I don't have to worry about the seeming contradictions in the creation stories of Genesis 1 and Genesis 2. I don't have to worry that (supposedly) God seems to be different in those chapters, or wonder why the snake was even talking to Eve in the first place. I know what it means that Adam and Eve were created in the image and likeness of God. I know that the Fall wasn't an accident, but a necessary piece of a larger plan, created so that we can return to our Heavenly Father and become like Him, and live with our families forever (see this website for a more complete explanation). And I'm grateful for my experience as a missionary, because it gave me the patience and the perspective I needed to make it through that discussion without becoming discouraged or getting angry. Ah, the Lord really does know what He's about, and He prepares us for the trials we will face in our lives.

Next time: Why Greek and I don't get along so well after two intervening years studying Korean.



Friday, August 21, 2009

Little Things That Make Me Happy




My freshman year at St. John's, I decided to make a list of 101 "simple things" that make me happy. It was a great experience, and rereading it makes me smile and lifts my hearts every time. I thought today that I'd make a short list of the simple, post-mission things that make me happy.



sunsets




small children playing




cranberry juice




hugs