Going to Carolina

Fun times with Alissa

2008-08-27T12:45:00.000-07:00

In June I went to visit Alissa in Atlanta (one of my few good blogs) and in July she came to see me and we explored Charlotte together. She blogged about it and I'm just referring you to that, since I'll probably never post about it. Thanks Alissa!
http://liezelbitofearth.blogspot.com/

back west

2008-08-06T11:28:00.001-07:00

I've been back in Utah for over a week now. I really thought I'd sit down and do some N.C. posts once I was back here, with free time and Internet access, but so far I haven't. We'll see. For now, I'm going to post Utah things on my desert blog and I'll mention there if I put anything here. Is that confusing enough? The point being, my Utah blog is the place to check now, if you want to keep up with my life.
the link to that: http://astherose.blogspot.com

noticia

2008-07-24T16:59:00.000-07:00

Hi. I just wanted to quickly post this. Many of you know my dear friend Deanna. Many more of you have heard me talk about her. This past weekend she and her family were in a really bad car accident. They're alive - but that could VERY easily have not been the case. They have injuries galore, but are back home recuperating now. I wish you all could see the pictures but they've made their blog private for now. But their car is definitely totaled - a crushed piece of metal. And he was such a nice car (it's the same car I drove here from Utah in May). But there are certainly more important things to be grateful about. Anyway, I thought I'd let you know because it's been on my mind a lot and I figured a few extra prayers for them can help them. Deanna, Charles and Azure.
While I'm on here, I'll also say - Happy Pioneer Day! It was a great day at work for me. :)
Tomorrow is my last day and I have about 2 weeks of work left to do so I'll see what I choose to do. I got some great news for one of my clients just this week and that was a wonderful gift for this last week! :) Hopefully in the months and years to come (yes, immigration does take that long, it is not a Ruth exaggeration) there will be a lot more good news from the work I've done. I certainly love my clients - but I'll post more about that later. Time to go catch the bus home!

Still alive

2008-07-17T20:38:00.000-07:00

This is just a quick blog to say that I am still alive. I know haven't blogged in quite some time, but it's not because there's nothing to say - on the contrary it's because there is way TOO much. Pictures, stories, thoughts, everything. I've composed a lot in my head, but having no easy access to Internet and no time is prohibitive.
Just to give you an idea, since I last wrote I have traveled to Savannah, GA; Washington, D.C.; and Caswell Co., NC. I've have a couple of hectic weeks at work (the way I love it!). I've seen bookoodles of people and done all kinds of fun things. I've been in the ocean, the rain, the metro, the fields, the Capitol and the past. I've traveled via car, plane, metro, bus (mine plus more), more car (I just need a boat ride). I'm reminisced about the past, explained the present (my own and my families - I have it all memorized), I've discussed the future (mucho reminder that I have NO clue about what I'll be doing in a year, or even what I want to do). I've eaten all kinds of good food and hugged even better people. And should you fear I'm going to be bored in the upcoming days, you shouldnt'. I still have more Caswell visiting and Alissa is coming for the weekend to explore Charlotte with me. Then one very crazy week of work and then a short flight back to Utah.
I can't think of a time I've been more at peace with my life. I'm loving it all!

Time's out

2008-06-26T17:29:00.000-07:00

Well, I've planned several great blogs for this week's internet session, but alas they are all going to have to wait (or never be) because the library is soon to close. So sad. I really do enjoy not having the Internet easily available because starving my addiction is good. But I do feel sad that this summer's blog is lacking so much because it gets once a week attention and that is shared with all the other Internet business I need to do. Reminds me, I should have paid my credit card off yesterday. Oops.
So this evening, no real blogging because there was so much to bombard me - Supreme Court decision on Exxon, news that Dean Worthen is going to leave us and go be a VP for Pres. Samuelson (I've been so sad ever since I read that tidbit), news about Suzan and Pam and finding Trisha's blog, FINALLY class schedules for the law school this fall (not even time to plan on them, just glanced through them), emails from incoming 1Ls that want to volunteer for the Law & Religion symposium (I'm on the volunteer committee) found out that I have an internship this fall teaching an advanced English class. Now that's a crazy story, so I'll tell it in my brief moments. I applied for this internship in March, I believe. A few weeks later I was emailed a "don't worry we haven't forgotten you, we'll let you know by April 30" note. Fine. Well, April 30 came and went (a long time ago) so I'd decided that was a no. Which was fine - I don't really have time for it. Actually I really, really DON'T have time for it. Then I just got this email telling me I had it and when it was. Well, I kind of panicked, because I still didn't have any idea what my fall classes would be and if I could even do it. But, then minutes later I found out there's a schedule - quickly scanned to insure that nothing I had to have was at 12 on MWF and I'm good. With all these things I feel stressed out already and Fall semester is still far away. It was just a reminder of what's to come. And I guess a reminder to enjoy my stress-less summer. When 1 hour bus commutes twice a day are no biggy. When I crochet and talk on the phone for as long as I want. When I spend hours grilling and playing in the back yard. When life is good and the summer is sweet. I'll keep enjoying it.
Well, I've changed summer plans, had interesting experiences on my weekend jaunts as well as at work and a million other things that will just have to wait.
Oh, lest I forget, one of the best things of my evening was a long and wonderful talk with Elisabeth M. on the phone. I told her I'd mention her - that was at the beginning of the call, little did I know that actually it would be a great conversation and one of the best parts of my day! :) I love you all!

Georgia Aquarium

2008-06-19T15:39:00.001-07:00

Well, there are a million things I could say - it's quite a fancy place. But I'll just suffice by saying it was a blast. I learned cool things and had fun.
Here are some quick facts while I upload pictures.
I got to touch the following:
sea anemone,
sea urchin,
star fishes,
a shark,
a Southern ray,
a horshoe crab,
and a conch shell.
I got in trouble for the following: :(
1. Taking a picture of the sea dragon daddy (there was a sign that said no flash, but I didn't see it until he pointed it out - it didn't come out anyway)
2. Touching the shark with my whole hand (there were signs all over saying touch only with two fingers, but I was so excited that I was focused on the animals, not signs)
3. Picking up the horseshoe crab (two finger sign - can't pick it up with two fingers. But he did congratulate me on picking it up correctly, yes, well at aquarium growing up we got to pick them up and I learned how! Oh, this nice guy also watched me while I picked it up, then waited until after the picture to tell me I wasn't supposed to!)

I saw the following cool things, many of which you can only see at Georgia Aquarium or leave the US:
Sea dragons - the picture is semi good. They're awesome looking! And currently under scrutiny because the male carries the eggs on his tail until they hatch and one is loaded right now. since they're endangered that's a rare occurence (that's why no flash), so in the news lately.
Four whale sharks (only ones in US)
Sea Lions barking and playing
Penguins
Hammerhead shark (he's escaping our picture!)
Tons of other sharks, rays, etc..
Otters
Hundreds of other fish and family
It was SO FUN!
And then there's the logo. I think it is so clever!

Georgia on My Mind

2008-06-19T14:50:00.001-07:00

Last Friday I drove to Atlanta to spend the weekend with my dear friend Alissa (a roommate from 2001). I had a wonderful time. The best part was being with Alissa. But I also enjoyed all the fun things we did.
Friday, I left work early to rent a car and drive down. A crazy chain of events and I was put about 3 hours behind schedule. At least it was nice and mild weather for my adventures. And my mother was home to call and talk too. A pretty uneventful trip down to Atlanta - it's SO beautiful. And Mrs. Pollifax kept me entertained.
When I got to Alissa's we just talked - until 2 a.m. Oh, we also at some yummy homemade bread when it got done cooking.
Saturday we slept until we wanted to wake up. Then we slowly got out the door. We first went to get pedicures. Neither of us have had a professional pedicure, but my feet are taking a rough beating this summer and I really wanted to. Alissa was up for it, so that's what we did. It was great! The chairs massage you and the lady takes care of your feet. She scrubbed massive amounts of dead skin off of mine and for a few whole days I had soft feet. The rest of the weekend we enjoyed our cutes toes. :)
Next we went to the Atlanta temple. Alissa is the head garden lady there (I'm not sure what she's called, but she's in charge of the grounds and the workers. The flowers were beautiful and smelled good and it was wonderful to be back at that special temple. I spent many days of my life there - mostly waiting for my parents and/or babysitting. But it was also the first temple I went in to do ordinances, so it's special to me. I was concerned when Alissa told me they can only water twice a week, 3 hours and that with a hose (because of the drought) so only the flowers get water - but you'd never know from looking. Everything looks beautiful. It was fun to get a tour from someone who knows each patch and and plant.
Then we went to lunch. Yummy and pretty. I had a pork sandwich that included sweet potato and I'm a fan! We forgot to get a picture, but here I am with a sucker I got from there (can't remember when I last ate a sucker). While we were there it started pouring rain. I mean pouring. When it let up a little we ran for the car, but the whole drive to downtown it was torrents of rain, couldn't really see at some points. I thought we'd have to cancel our view tour, but then, as we got to downtown, the skies suddenly clear and it was clear and rainless at evening/night in Atlanta proper. Apparently it just rained north of Atlanta. Then I knew why the temple grounds were doing just fine.
Well, of the many options we decided to go to the Georgia Aquarium. I think I'll do a separate post on that since I have too many pictures. But it was a great choice, we had a lot of fun, and I highly recommend it if you're ever in Atlanta (and feeling rich). It was terrific! Here we are with our cute toes and the G.A. logo that I was obsessed with.
After we were there a few hours (until it closed) we went over to Westin Tower. Up to the 70th something floor were there is a revolving restaurant and viewing areas. We skipped the restaurant, but did enjoy walking all around to see the city. I like views when I'm safe! And we saw many more fun things to do for a future trip - CNN center, Olympic park (which looks great from above!), the Aquarium again, and lots of historical buildings/centers. It was fun. Here's the one picture I took.While at the aquarium I told Alissa I'd like to eat some catfish (in addition to watching them) and she suggested we do that for dinner. So we head to Pappadeaux's - fantastic Cajun restaurant. When we got there at 9:30 there was still a 45 minute wait, but we just enjoyed the plaza (beautifully landscaped, plants, fountain, etc...) and actually knew what I wanted to order when our waiter asked! There was a live jazz band and tons of people that I enjoyed watching.
And for dinner I ate (Alissa said this quote needed to go on the blog, it's verbatim), "Well, of course I can handle dessert, I only ate 3 frogs, 1/4 of an alligator, 1/2 a Greek salad (random, but yummy too), a bit of gumbo, some red beans and rice and a pitcher of 'fresh squeezed' lemonade." And eat dessert I did - the whole pint (I got a big kick of how it was served in a Ball canning jar - but with fancy cream, cookie, strawberry and powdered sugar dusted plate - kind of indicative of the whole place.)
And for those who want to know, the frog legs were okay. The sauce on them was incredible, they do not taste like chicken, and certainly have a different texture. The alligator was good - more great seasoning (that's why Cajun is good). At first I thought it was like chicken, but with decided though the texture reminded me of it, it has a unique flavor that I like. But, my favorite was definitely was the red beans and rice. mmmm. I only ate a couple of bites (eyes way too big!) but it was great for supper the next day. And Alissa's salad and gumbo were good too. As was dessert (including a couple of bites of Alissa's pecan/sweet potato pie). I do like food.
We finally got home about 11:30, and only stayed up until 1:00 talking.
The next day I went to Alissa's fun (older!) singles ward, which I enjoyed. Saw one of my classmates, who was just visiting Atlanta for the weekend - nice connection. Called Father for Father's Day - and understood why I can't decide how to plan the rest of my summer; there are just so many fun options! After church Alissa's home teachers came and gave (?) one of the best visits I've ever had. It wasn't super long (one was waiting for FD dinner and ready to go) but just good, and the prayer when they left was special. The rest of the evening and the next morning were just more visiting. I love Alissa! I think I
After that

I've been there myself

2008-06-11T16:27:00.001-07:00

So, I ride the bus a lot now. I ride an "express" route from my house (stops right behind it!) around the more or less neighborhood, then we express it into Uptown, where the bus again goes around in a circle dropping people off at work. I don't work in Uptown, so originally I was getting off at the transit center, then taking another bus out to my work (I'm just outside of uptown). Then I realized that it's first stop (before the transit center) was only .72 miles from my work and I can walk that faster than transferring. Sure enough - it's been great. So, to a few of my co-worker's chagrin (they figure out somehow - the sight, the smell?) I do indeed walk in the 90+ degrees heat [we went from 10-15 degrees below average in May to 10-15 degrees above in June in about two days time and it's only starting to hint at letting up. Nights don't go much below 90, either. yuck.]
Then in the evening I walk back and I'm the first one on! It's kind of ironic because I'm also at the end of the neighborhood part so I see many people get on and off. The express route tends to have a variety of folks - some regular bussers, most city workers who are sick of gas prices or just dont' like driving. Some days (like before I moved and evenings when I'm going to the church instead of home) I ride a regular route. There I get more typical bus people. When one of the people here first heard that I was planning to use the bus system, she was appalled and warned me to be careful because "the kind of people who ride the bus...". I rolled my eyes (to myself, not "out loud") and later passed on the comment to my mother. And she put it perfectly, "What? poor people?" That's exactly right and heaven forbid we contaminate ourselves with them. And I love riding the bus exactly because of the people. I think I always have, ever since Kagwiria taught me to take the UTA. I love stepping into another, very real world and making contact with other people. I delight in the unity that comes from strangers as you share a common goal of getting somewhere. We have fun together - when it's raining and we plan how people can get off without getting wet, when someone tells a funny story and, since we all hear we all laugh together; when someone is planning a special outfit and half the bus gives their input, when a substitute bus driver goes the wrong way and people start hollering to tell her so - then stick heads and hands out the window to get traffic to let us over 5 lanes so we can go back where we're supposed to be, etc... I love, love, love the compassion and care people have for each other. And that's what this post is supposed to be about (had to give some background though). I crochet on the bus and it opens a delightful world by giving people something to talk to me about (it's the main reason I started - using my time productively is only a side benefit). I learn so many neat things about people. And then I just watch joyfully as other things happen: like everyone shouting out a plea to the bus driver as they see someone running up (it happens all the time and every time I'm filled with emotion at how people look out for others); people helping with children and disabled individuals - giving up seats, catching run away objects, putting the money in the box so X can arrange his crutches as the bus goes on, etc...; a half dozen people giving directions and pulling stop cords when a new or just lost person asks where some location is (like yesterday the sweet girl from Hong Kong who asked me about a library - but it wasn't my regular route, however since half the bus heard her they all jumped in to tell her which stop, how to walk from there, and then made sure she got off there - and again, things like that happen regularly). I really can't explain it all - there's something every day and I just thrive off of it. People are SO GOOD and I'm sorry we don't connect more in our society!
But the most touching event so far happened was yesterday morning. We stopped shortly after I'd gotten on and a couple of people got on. but one man standing there didn't. The bus driver started to go, but one lady just wasn't convinced. She said wait, and stuck her head out the window. The man (a little slower than most) explained that he didn't have change. It is a frustrating situation, when you have too much money and don't want the machine to eat it all, but you need to get on. Anyway, she told the bus driver and another guy on the bus said, I've got it. The man got on and he was so sad - he didn't want money, he just didn't have change. So the other guy gave him change and everything was okay. The new man smiled his sweet smile and sat down. As the bus pulled off, I heard the helper guy say to the helper lady, "I've been there myself." And I started to cry, because I've been there myself too. Not having change, or not knowing where to get off, or not understand how the system works, or just being scared, or a million other things that bring uncertainty. And I'm so grateful for people who care enough to take a second look and see a need, and people who share, and people who remember, "I've been there myself."
That night in Institute the conversation came around to whether or not it's wise to give money to people/groups who want money - are we wrong to deny them, are we unwise to help? And I shared about the bus incident to illustrate that we can serve without giving money. That man needed someone to care, to find out what the problem was, to give him change (not money). None of those things took a lot of effort or money, but they made that man's day (and probably most of us on the bus) start better. And, most importantly, they fulfilled the root purpose of the commandment to "feed the poor" - they helped develop charity. I felt closer to Christ and hope that every day, bus or no, I can remember what it's like to be there myself and love a little deeper.

Blackberries

2008-06-11T16:14:00.000-07:00

One day I made a rash decision, got off my bus early. It was almost 100 degrees, and I walked about 2 miles before I decided to wait for another bus. But, as I told Rachel (who I was talking to as I walked), there are wonderful benefits of getting out and looking at what you speed by every day.
In various stages, one of my favorite parts of summer:
warning: if you enlarge this one of my face it's pretty gross (I had been walking for half an hour in a sauna).
By the way, there were probably 1/2 mile of bushes. I will be stopping by again. :)

quickly

2008-06-07T11:42:00.000-07:00

I have 101 things to write about and even pictures to go with a lot of it. But I don't make the time. I'm behind in my journal, so don't like blogging because then I know I'll never write those thoughts and events. But I will just say briefly that I'm doing well. I had a blast with Rachel and Nancy's visit (seems ages ago, though I was with them a week ago right now). And enjoyed getting to see Charles, Deanna and Azure for a brief visit on their way to Savannah.
I moved this week to a new place. It's been a challenge - but challenges are good they give me something to think about, pray about and do something about. I also just found out this morning that I'm about 1/2 mile from one of the branch libraries! Exciting for lots of reasons. One of them is that I don't have internet at my new place (which is wonderful for me) so I think I'm going to pick a night of the week as library/internet night. So, hopefully you'll see regular updates on my blog that day, whichever it becomes.
Other than that - beside the dozens of people I saw in Tarboro (and Raleigh) the last couple of weeks - I also had a phone call from Mr. Pollard (my high school teacher) this week and called Lindsay Elliott (my best friend in junior high/freshman year of high school) and had a long catch up. Both calls were wonderful. Two wonderful people that both probably fall into my Top 10 Most Influential people in my pre-adult years. Really, they both were not only friends but changed who I am. With Lindsay it was things like knowing what to do with my curly hair and wearing classes (not to mention surviving junior high) while Mr. Pollard was more about worth and self-esteem and loving myself and others. But to even mention a few words trivializes the lasting influences they were. Anyway, that's about it for now. I have much to do before this place closes.

Very nice

2008-05-29T16:16:00.000-07:00

This is Trena. She's going to be an intern at the Charlotte office this summer (doing "regular" law). She starts on Monday, but for now she's in Raleigh for an orientation - same as me. I met her yesterday and got a ride up with her - train will have to wait. Anyway, a few minutes after we checked in to our hotel we went down the street for dinner. We are right beside NC State University, so there are tons of little places to eat. In our short walk to a great Greek place we had two funny incidents. One was we were trying to get to the sidewalk in front of the hotel. We saw the stairs shown in above picture and went up them to the sidewalk. Except they don't go to the sidewalk. They don't go to anything except about 5 feet of gravel. It was rather random. I know it's not that entertaining, but we needed to take a picture somewhere so I thought we'd do it there and throw that in too.
Now, on to the story that is the purpose of this blog. When Trena picked me up this afternoon I noticed that she had a cute short (but still modest) skirt on like me. But that's all I noticed. On the way to dinner a lady walked by and said something along the lines (I wish it were verbatim), "I am loving the outfits. That is very nice." Said in a firm, positive voice, not in anyway cutesy. We looked at each other and then realized that we kind of match. (that's why the picture). We assume that's what she was commenting on. Or maybe she was commenting on our modest selves. :) Who knows, but it was random. It kindof made my evening though!
p.s. I know the quality of picture (especially lighting) is awful, but it has the important details. It was taken by a nice man from Argentina, maybe Spain, but I'm going for Southern Cone, should have asked. There's a whole crowd of them in the hotel lobby. I love their great accents, European cigarette smell, and sweaters draped over their shoulders!

Not in Utah anymore

2008-05-22T18:06:00.000-07:00

Today I went to the eye doctor. I've needed to for awhile and realized I had one set of contacts as I was packing to leave Utah. Well, no time to take care of it there, so I decided to find someone here. Well, lucky me. The first Sunday here I met Abby, one of the few people I talked to. And on that Tuesday she came to Institute in scrubs. When I asked her where she worked I found out it was for an optometrist (who happens to be LDS)! So, a little over a week later I was headed to south Charlotte (about a mile from the border).
The funny part was, everyone there when I first got there are LDS. Abby and all his other employees and the other patients. I felt like I was back in Utah during the 15 minutes in the waiting room. Abby and Ashley? were trying to talk me in to going to the YSA pool party tomorrow night instead of leaving town. Ashley and the kid whose name I don't know were trying to figure out when I'd been at institute and why they hadn't seen me. The other patient waiting was explaining why her husband just got called as the stake patriarch (the other one is on a mission). We all tried to talk her in to coming to teach another Institute class (so there's more variety). I think it was while we were discussing which Institute classes we'd like that I really felt like I was back in Utah. I realized in Utah we wouldn't all be from the same branch/institute, but still- most people I see during the day hardly believe in God, we sure don't have these conversations. Then the optometrist (who was really good) chatted with me about our common alum, BYU, and discussed his planned trip to Utah for family members weddings.
When I finally realized I wasn't in Utah anymore: I got a 20% discount for being LDS!

N.C. Nostagia

2008-05-20T15:56:00.001-07:00

If you understand you do, and if you don't, you don't.

And if I could find a way to put them on here, I would add the smell of the honeysuckle, that perfumed my room for days, the feel of the humidity moisturizing my skin, the taste of the bbq from our branch pot luck, the sight of the little children who run around my neighborhood, the sight of the cardinals out my window, the sound of the accents, and the taste of the pound cake we had my first week here.

Fun ideas?

2008-05-17T14:33:00.000-07:00

Don't worry - I'm really going to do some real posts soon. I have at least a dozen planned. But, for now, I need ideas. I'm trying to decide what to do for this summer - what things to learn about. Projects, fun things to read about, something to use my free time productively. Any ideas? I'd really like ideas, so real, true comments would be great!

quick note

2008-05-11T17:14:00.000-07:00

I have lots more to tell about my adventures coming across country (mostly about the amazing families I stayed with) but for those who are anxious to know - I am here in Charlotte. I got here late Friday night. It was hot for the first 18 hours I was here (it's going to be a long summer) but then rained and has been pleasant. Found my work yesterday. Went to the YSA branch today and am generally doing well. I'm excited to get to work. More later...

The Arteries of America

2008-05-08T12:58:00.000-07:00

In order to get all the way across the United States there are a few routes. They're actually quite amazing as they take you all the way across. Frequent travel from northern Utah to Arkansas has acquainted me with the main routes (the arteries) They usually run so smoothly, like blood, but when they're clogged, watch out! Our house in Arkansas was just off of I-40 - so we could take highways down the length of Utah and get on 40 and be home. Or, I-80 is just above Provo (goes through Salt Lake) so we could get on it and head to Nebraska, then take another freeway or two down south. There's also I-70 - but it goes over big mountain passes, so it's only a viable option for me in mid-summer. I've actually driven on all three over the years. North Carolin is also on I-40, so when I was planning my trip I had the same options as always. I ruled I-70 out - still snow in the Rockies. And debated between 40 and 80. A year and a half ago, Christmas time, we took 80 home - icy but fine. Then we came back on 40 - the "southern route" that is supposed to be the way to go in the winter. Well, a long and memorable adventure followed that included sleeping in Baptist churches (which they open when the hotels fill), meeting fellow stranded travelers, and inching our way across the snow packed interstate when it finally reopened. That was my last trip on I-40 and I was grateful it was now summer, so as not to repeat it. I also remembered that 40 is gorgeous this time of year - the dessert is green and beautiful. It's definitely the best time of year to travel that way. Still, based on the people I could visit, I decided to go across 80 instead.
So, Friday morning I set out on my grand adventure. I was driving Deanna and Charles' Honda, I'd recuperated a day in Heber City, and I was ready to go. Got up early, since I had a 14 hour drive to Omaha. Well, 5 hours into the trip, I was in Rawlins, Wyoming and I-80 was closed. Closed. Too much snow and wind. Isn't it May? This isn't a trip home for Thanksgiving or Christmas - I'm supposed to be on my way to my summer internship (and I have no warm clothes with me). But my protests were to no avail. I couldn't go forward. So, I felt thankful my parents now live in Wyoming and called my mother (thought about paying them a visit, but it was just too far). Anyway, she made some calls while I took a nap and a couple of hours later she called me back. My mother's Relief Society president's daughter's Relief Society president's mother was happy for me to stay with her. By then I was burning up with a fever and dying from a sinus infection. So, I met Sister Cherry - so nice (she reminded me in many ways of Aunt Jolene), took her herbal remedies, and soon went to bed in her spare room. I slept for over 12 hours. By the time I woke up I felt mostly better and the road was open. I ate a yummy breakfast and off I went. I love watching the freeway traffic from all over connecting our country. Mostly I like watching it move. And I'm finally on my way!

Yes, I'm going

2008-04-25T14:01:00.001-07:00

But I'm kind of nervous because it's like going home. But it's not. And I'm scared for how it will be. But I'm excited to.