Live & Let Live

So sorry grandma and my many followers (all two of you…thanks mom and Mindy), that I haven’t been able to do a blog post in a while. Which could only me one of two things; 1) rather I’m finally busy or 2) I have found a sugar daddy who owns a yacht and I’m writing to you to tell you I’m never coming home and to please have my dog shipped to me. 

Unfortunately,  no matter how big that dream if of sailing off on a boat with a man whose skin is the texture of leather from the sun. I have been busy, very busy. I know….FINAMENT!! YAYAYAYA your hard earned tax dollars are finally getting off her lazy butt.  But in regards to that I haven’t done much other than work, eat, sleep and on occasion cry. 

                Let’s see what you missed of my so called “interesting life”.  AMERICA had a birthday so that was pretty cool, there was no cake at the party so I quickly left…. In celebration of this beautiful land I got Friday the 3^rd off. The house decided to go to this beach which was an hour away. It was a gorgeous beach with actual sand that you could walk on barefoot! The only problem was it was windy and by the time we got the whole house on board to go, the sun was below the “swim suite” horizon and fading into the “should-of-brought-a-hoodie” horizon. 

The next morning was ‘MERICA’s birthday. I had sausage and eggs for breakfast because in well ‘MERICA. Somebody (*cough*hector*cough*) thought it would be brilliant to go to the biggest town near us which is Portland, about an hour drives away. Of course they would have some kind of festivities going on in such a big town. When we arrived to the main land, every town in shop was closed and it was slightly sprinkling (first fourth of July where I’ve had to wear a jacket…cray cray). But it didn’t matter I was excited to go shopping at the fair and buy some kind of fried dough. Upon arrival of the “fair” they had we walked along ten tents, all food or dinky little toy shops, we came to the end of the line. Then we walked back along those ten tents going the other way and we realized we reached the end of the fair. I couldn’t believe the biggest town around had ten tents, no rides, no shopping, nothing.

"what is this? A fair for ants?"

Now I would like to think I’m from small town but at least we have human hamster ball at our fair. After realizing that the food at the fair was close to inedible, we walked around town for another hour and finally settled on somewhere for food, some organic burger joint (dang hipsters). Around 7 o’clock the weather cleared and we made the trek back to the “fair” were we settled down for the concert and the display of fireworks. In comparison to the red neck lesbians whose kids realized a bag full of little crabs on the people down below, the concert they had was fairly entertaining. It was a live orchestra who played classics to Star Wars. I sat there listening to the music, laughing with the other interns to the point of tears and watched a breath taking sunset. Total calmness came over me; it was the first time since I’ve been here.  I wasn’t thinking about boys, school or work. I was just living.

 Take a moment to appreciate

Daven face.

The sun set and the a man came over the microphone and announced that the fireworks were about to begin. I imagined the orchestra would stop playing but I was happily wrong. As the display of firework lit up the night sky the orchestra continued to play but only classic American songs. The ending was more like watching a spectacular thunderstorm because the air is so thick it the smoke hung around. But satisfied with the evening we packed the car and headed home. The holiday did make me miss my family especially my sister-in-law who was so kindly snapchatting pictures of a bbq filled with puppies and my family.  

#wishyouwerehere #jealousmuch?

The work weeks now are very short and it doesn’t seem like there is enough time in the day. Total opposite of the first couple weeks here. But I enjoy being busy. In fact I crave it! Keeps my mind focused. It was a frustrating but rewarding week. My plates got contamination on them, so this week I remade and replated the cells but long behold the plates had the same fungus on them. Which makes me think someone released the blob in my lab…..darn scientist, making all kinds of GMOs in here. I’ll figure it out though. I’m learning a lot! I have to do everything for my project. “You need pipet tips?....we’ll you better spend the next hour finding them”.  But I enjoy it because now I feel like I can have an actual science job in a lab.

                                 "oh look.. Emma is doing science things..ooohhh a lab coat" - my mother                                                  (p.s. it's more funny if you say with a New England accent). 

This past weekend we spend Saturday and Sunday at a Lake that had to be made with pieces of my heaven. The water was warm, not salty, and there was dog EVERYWHERE! Sunday we decided to bike the lake and you never know how steep a hill is until your biking in 90 degree weather with 85% humidity. I’m still feeling EVERYTHING below the waist, everything…….EVERYTHING!

I rewarded myself with blackberry icecream, it’s been scientifically proven to heal the hurt even if it’s just for a bit. 

Being in Maine has been a true blessing. If you read my mellow-dramatic first blog, I wasn’t very happy when I arrived. But now that I’ve been here, I’m going to miss it. There is some kind of bubble around the Boothbay area. My own little perfect bubble. Last semester I was heartbroke, bad grades, no motivation…school felt like I was running a race with no finish line. While I still don’t know exactly what I want to do after graduation, I realized that is perfectly fine. In fact I’m doing quite well on my own. I was scared of living on my own, growing up, figuring things out and being stuck doing one thing for the rest of my life.

Maybe it’s all the elders (that’s a polite word for old farts) that I’m living around but I feel calm here. I have time to figure things out. I don’t have to get married and have kids by the time I’m 25. I can still travel and become a scuba diver who studies coral reefs in Fuji (that’s actual job, met the guy and everything). It’s okay if things don’t work out with that one boy, there are plenty of fish…. jellyfish, crabs, lobsters, dolphins… in the sea.  I’m returning to my old self and it’s been a while since I’ve seen her but she looks good….. she has gotten a tan.

That’s why this blog post is called “live and let live”.  You should tolerate the opinions and behavior of others so that they will similarly tolerate your own. People are just people. I feel like people here. While I do have to burst this bubble and return to Utah soon….it’s time I buy a gallon jug and a wand because I’ve only just begun.....