FIRST Snow of the Season!

Say what? I'm almost done with my first semester of college? It has literally FLOWN by! I'll be back in Virginia for Christmas in only 24 more days, so basically 3 and a half weeks! I'm a little excited!! After Thanksgiving break, I only have two more weeks left of classes, and then finals! AHHH! I love Christmas more than anything and I am SO excited that I get to spend it with my amazing family! Being away from them for 3 1/2 months has been super hard, so I can't wait to spend time with them! Thank goodness BYU is amazing and makes being so far away from home completely worthwhile!

This weekend, good ole Provo got it's first snow of the season on Friday night! My good friend Alyssa is from California, so it was her first real snow! So obviously, we had to go on a snow adventure around campus and take tons of pictures! It was a blast!

Kaylee and I mimicking the statues behind the HFAC!

We went to the library to warm up and took some pictures with the Christmas trees!

Alyssa's first snowball!!

We had so much fun! Last night was our last home football game and it was FREEZING COLD! We left around half time because we were absolutely frozen! We won 42-7 though! When we got back, my friend Kaylee came over and we watched some shows on Netflix! I went to church this morning and I am about to go get some homework done while listening to Christmas music! Life is so so good.

Comments

Life Changes and New Adventures

I thought that I had the next couple of years of my life all figured out. I am a prime example of a chronic over-thinker, and the queen of the pro/con list. I had carefully thought out every recent decision I had made. I was settled at the school where I had been working, I had a good apartment and ward, and I had just been accepted to a 2 year long Master's of Education program, which would fulfill one of my long term goals. Yet something still felt off. Despite the fact that I thought I had a good direction in my life, I felt confused and unsettled. It felt like I was trapped inside a box. I would walk in one direction, hit the wall of the box only to turn in another direction and hit another wall. The problem was, I just could not figure out what it was that wasn't right. I started taking the long way driving home from work each day and praying about my concerns. It took a couple of weeks of this before seemingly o...

Shipps on a Ship Part 1

It truly feels like just yesterday my grandparents gathered our family in the living room of our rented beach house and told us that they were taking us on a Disney Cruise. In reality, it was a year and a half ago and at the time it seemed like November 2014 would never come. It still almost felt like a dream even as we boarded our plane to Orlando last Saturday after MUCH airport turmoil, i.e. Michael forgetting his carry on at security, Jonathan getting a bloody nose, and me almost losing my debit card. Against all odds, the Shipp cousins made it to Orlando in one piece. I always get teary-eyed when I see my family after a few months away, and this time was no exception! Just as we were getting settled into our hotel room, we found out that our toilet was broken, so we had to move rooms! Once we were finally settled, Uncle Dave was kind enough to take as many cousins as could pile into his van for a McDonald's run. We spent Sunday in Downtown Disney, visiti...

Until We Meet Again

On Friday, my Grandma Freeman passed away. She was almost 90 years old and lived a long, full life. She was kind, loving, a hard worker, and fiercely loyal. She taught elementary school, and I've always loved the fact that both of my grandmas were teachers, and good ones at that. We joke in our family that teaching runs in our blood, and it's an honor to be able to carry on her legacy. For most of the years I was growing up, she lived in New York, in the small, small town of Hornell. My dad would take us on weekend trips to visit during the summers. In fact my first time driving on the highway with my learner's permit was on the way up to visit them one summer, and I remember proudly announcing that when we walked into the house. We would always start off our visits with a trip to the ONLY restaurant in town (Pizza Hut) and then stop by the ONLY grocery store in town (Wegman's) for ice cream to take home,...

Practice What You Teach

Search This Blog