Natural Sceptre

Sooo….It’s been a long week in which I posted NADA. Not that I didn’t think about it, it’s just been tough to find the time. Let’s go back to the beginning and review…

Monday night John decided and I went to Babies ‘r Us and bought a Snoogle. I had been resistant because of the cost associated with this noodle shaped pillow….but my aching back and restless nights made me realize that it would almost most definitely be worth it. We ended up getting the Snoogle and then a cover to go with it (rip offffff) because I couldn’t fathom having a pillow with no cover. Especially a pillow I pay more than 10 bucks for at WalMart. There are quite a lot of thoughts I have about the Snoogle, so I will list them below:

-The cover had a tag that said, “The Original Replacement Cover.” What the crap does that mean?

-The Snoogle, while helping me sleep like a little baby rock in a cocoon, has some unpleasant side-affects. For example, it makes me a supreme cover stealer. Also, it makes it seem like I haven’t “seen” John all night. I know that seems silly. But that’s how I feel.

-I wish other manufacturers would take up the Snoogle business, break up the monopoly a bit and cheapen the price.

-Snoogle has now become a replacement verb for napping. I now “Snoogle” instead of take a nap.

And finally…

-In a way, it feels like the Snoogle has become another part of the family. Not sure how to splain. So I won’t.

But that’s enough about THAT.

I also started at Westminster this week. John and I have driven up there 3 nights this week, first for orientation on Tuesday, and then for class on Wednesday and Thursday. I know I know…WHY, you ask, does my husband have to drive me to school? Well, there are a few reasons. First of all, he seems to want to. He hangs out in SLC and gets homework done. He even made a new friend at the bookstore and played Go. A game that I’m not familiar with, but he seems to like it. The drive with him is nice….we can chat and actually spend some time together instead of just seeing each other on the way in/out. I will be more independent as he has other things he has to do, but for now…I’m happy with the company and not having to park and knowing that I won’t get lost on the way home.

Classes were good. I’m taking two- Intro to Teaching to Writing and Effective Presentations. The first is only a month long, but the second will last until the end of August. I think I’ll really enjoy my Intro course…it seems interesting and will be over before I know it. EP…on the other hand….well, let’s just say I have high standards for a presentations teacher. My Dad has taught a similar course at different companies through the years, and his opinions combined with my training in Scranton have actually taught me how things should go. From what I saw last night the class may be a bit tedious…but at least I’ll get some time presenting to different people, which is always good to keep up. Even if I don’t feel like the instruction will be particularly helpful…practice is ALWAYS good. And it’s credit, right?

It was funny introducing myself around at school. I felt rather shy, actually. And it’s weird being pregnant there. At BYU every other person you see is pregnant, but Westminster is quite different. I’m actually glad to have found a school with a more “typical” student body. I’ll be able to learn how to act around normal people again, haha.

It seems that no matter where I go- whether it’s BYU or Westminster or Scranton or even my mission- I always find a way to make sure I don’t completely fit in. This time, it’s my Little Camper. But I’m glad to have him there with me, even if it differentiates me from my peers. I definitely felt him kick on my HAND last night during class. It was like he was my little ally saying, “Whoa Mom, this is LAME.” Haha. I was so excited, I’ve felt fluttering before, but never a good solid love-tap. There I was in the middle of class experiencing something just amazing, and unable to share it with anyone. More than sad, it made it feel like kind of a special secret.

When I was at orientation one of the students said, “So, you’re working full-time, going to school, AND pregnant?” She said that I was brave. I don’t feel brave- more than anything I feel like I want to be able to tell Little Camper that any time he can make room in his life for education, he should. At almost any cost. No better way to teach him that ideal than to bring him to school with me, I guess! I’ve realized this past week how important it really is to me. Although I’m SO TIRED at night because of all the travel and anticipate quite a lot of work that I might not feel like I have the energy to do- I need to make room for it. It makes everything in my life feel more vibrant and…well, worthy. Work makes sense when I’m going to school, living in Utah makes sense when I’m going to school, being tired makes sense when I’m going to school. Just one more goal to work toward. It feels good. But I’ll probably still whine about it, just to warn you. Haha.

All I have to do is get through May- and then I’ll have just ONE class a week. That will probably be nice as I get bigger and more waddley. Or would that be waddlier? Have to look that one up….

We started today with a VERY early morning.  The only time we could get in for our ultrasound was at 7 am.  Hum.  AND, I wasn’t allowed to pee beforehand.  Apparently, at this early in the game, it’s easier to see the baby with a full bladder.  And I was congratulated on just how full I got that bladder.  Haha.  But anyway.  So yeah!  Ultrasound!  FREE ultrasound!  John and I decided to participate in a study that requires me to take vitamin C and vitamin E- and gives me free ultrasounds etc.  And it was so much fun!  The guy was so nice- he took his time and explained all kinds of things to us (apparently I have a tilted uterus which means it’ll take longer for me to feel the baby kick, and then I’ll probably feel it in the back) and showed us the heart beating and let us listen to it.  We saw the baby kicking around in there- all hyper and carefree.  It made me hold my breath.  I can’t believe that there is a real person in there!  I mean, right now, kind of a webby/arm buddy kind of person, but a person!  And I’m growing it!  They recorded the entire thing on a VHS tape for us (which was awesome to watch again this afternoon after work) and we got three pictures.  This is one of them.  They all kind of look the same.  Grey blob baby.  Left = head area Right = butt area.

I really really have to find a way to tell people at work that I’m going to have a baby.  It’s hard because first of all- it just feels private.  A friends and family type piece of information.  I guess it’s that New Englander in me coming out.  But then again- I’m going to keep expanding.  I’ve gotta fess up sometime.  But here’s the thing- if I could make it through the last month without anyone guessing (that’s saying they’re not guessing) then it should really not affect my work.  At all.

In other news- I talked to my boss about school today.  She’s supportive of my night class during the summer, even if it means I have to leave work at 4 or 4:30 once a week.  So that’s good news.  Just gotta finish up this science class….

I’m cleaning out my backpack. Yay no more school!

Here’s the inventory:

1 bottle of Lubriderm Advanced Therapy Lotion

2 Vicky’s Lips Glosses: Mint and Very Berry

1 Bag of Halls cherry cough drops

post it notes

5 pieces of very hard Trident gum

2 plastic hair bands

Clinique concealer (advanced, as well. apparently my hygiene needs are “advanced”)

1 pair of mittens

1 hat

a bottle of ibuprofin

scotch tape

A packet of Bonine

Visine for Contacts

Palmer Coco Butter Swivel Stick

Neutrogena Lip Boost

Natural Ice Cherry Lip Protectant

Scandisk usb drive thinger

IPOD Nano and two sets of ear buds

4 hair clips

2 bobby pins

keys and pepper spray (yeah. watch it.)

1 safety pin

12 pens

3 pencils

2 sharpies

1 laptop cover

yeah. that’s a lot of crap. What was I studying again?

John flipped the mattress today. Just in case anyone was wondering. Apparently that’s something that grownups do. Good to know.

Today was the film final- yesterday was Book of Mormon. I didn’t do AMAZINGLY on either, but I did well enough. Well enough to keep my grades high, and well enough to be done with a couple more classes. There’s only one more building on campus that I ever have to go to again- that’s kind of exiting!

I parked my car across from my old house today. I wasn’t planning on it- but when I went to campus I found out that everyone else in the Provo area had a final at the same time, so I drove around a bit looking for a spot. I checked out the lot across from the white house, and lo and behold, a spot! It was kind of weird, taking my old route onto campus again. Walking back to my car the same way I used to. The house looks small now, more decrepit then it used to. And I was amazed to feel…nothing. It’s kind of sad. Coming to the end of my undergraduate career I thought I’d feel something. Perhaps, nostalgia or excitement, or sadness at leaving. But I feel kind of nothing. I know I had all of those feelings when I left Scranton- so maybe I used all of them up.

So yes- still some work to do.  I especially have to get my house spic and span for the weekend.  I think it’ll feel nice to actually pay some attention to my surroundings.  Haven’t done that in a little bit.

I almost forgot my MOST exciting news.  I got into Westminster’s MPC program!  I found out yesterday.   Now I have to decide when to start.  Basically, if I can get financial aid for one class- I’ll start in January.  If not, I’ll have to wait until May.  Either way, I’m happy to have a new next step.  I think I’ll learn some really useful skills there. This Master’s program will be a perfect, compatible capstone to my philosophy degree.

Time to get some things done.

TWO DOWN. Phew. Only 473 to go. Well, not exactly. But close. My William James final this morning went well. We presented papers- so other than making sure mine made sense, there wasn’t too much prep work to do. Also, Dr. Paulsen brought us sandwiches and cookies and chips and juice, and, get this, shrimp. Seriously. Shrimp. It was really good food. The discussion wasn’t too bad, either. I knew that I’d go, even though the speakers were chosen by lottery. It was a feeling I got when we decided to do it, and sure enough, my name was the first out of the envelope. But I felt like I made my point well and was able to contribute throughout the rest of the final. So all’s good. As for biology, we are DONE WITH THE CLASS. It feels so good. What we studied ALL DAY YESTERDAY did come in handy for the final- so I felt like the exam was fair. We’ll see how it goes- but I’m not too worried. I’m just so happy to be done. AND, this Friday, my parents will be here. Then Christmas really gets to start.

But why am I being so hasty? I totally skipped the rest of the weekend. Saturday, I think I wrote about…and it was a nice little date night. That’s something we hadn’t had in a while. I think we figured out that we actually hadn’t been to a movie at all this semester. Sunday we woke up and went to church. My class hysterical. I can’t believe the weird things kids come up with. My favorite comments of the day came from one little girl I’ll call vocabgirl. (Because she LOVES vocab time). So, we’re watching a video about Paul the Apostle and after a few minutes of watching, vocabgirl turns around to me (I was sitting behind her curbing the hair pulling/snot flicking tendencies of the boys in the class) and says: “Paul’s beard is incredibly unkept.” She said unkept, not unkempt, but it was still rather funny. And then later in a discussion about spiritual gifts…faith, musical talent, teaching skills, etc. she said, “I think mine is organization.” Well hey. You can’t denigrate that.

After church we got home and had some food- then immediately started reading and studying for our bio final today. For HOURS.   We ran back to church to meet with our bishop, then home again home again jiggety jig for more studying.  Ew.  Jonathan came over and watched some movie about dragons (Circle of Fire?  Ring…??) and then part of the classic, Blue Lagoon.  Oh fun.  So, tonight, some work, some cleaning, some more studying.  Fun fun, no?

Oh the reading day. I’ve seriously got to get to studying. Today has gone by rather quickly- it’s already dark out. I woke up and cleaned the house up a bit. Not too much, though, because honestly, I’m probably going to clean like a fiend before Christmas and visitors, etc. But before I got to homework I felt like I had to do the requisite amount of reading crap on the internet, and of course, let everyone know the newest news.

I was hired on full-time with Rich and Ron again yesterday. This time, though, it’s the real-deal…salaried, insurance (for both John and me), etc. I worked full-time with them through the summer (starting right after finals last-semester) and went part time when school started again. We were able to finish the first draft of the book and started the second pass-through this last couple of months. A month or so ago I started asking whether or not they would still have the position come January, and R&R said they wanted to see how everything went before making a decision. I was getting a bit anxious- mostly because I realised that I couldn’t be stupid and just wait to see how it all turned out, I had to start getting my resume out there again. In the end, I’ve decided that I’m very glad to be staying where I am and excited to see where it all goes. I’m excited to graduate and work full-time.  It’ll be good to focus on 27 things in life instead of 43,984.

I am waiting to hear from Westminster, so that’s a part of the plan. I’m also toying with the idea of a Greek class. I know that sounds random, but all of a sudden I’m thinking about theology again. As in, studying it. I’m thinking about ethics and books and lectures and all the things that I choose my first undergraduate university for. Who know’s where it’ll go. But, if I decide to go that route, I’m going to need Greek. ANYWAY. That is all so up in the air right now.

I actually had a freak out the other night because I realised, even after all this time, and as I GRADUATE, I still don’t know what I want to do with my life. I’ve always worked- and pretty much plan on working throughout different seasons of my life. But here’s the thing- I don’t just want to fit into some job description. I want to take my skills and interests and find a job that describes me. Last week the girl upstairs came down to ask me for some help with her philosophy paper- and as I explained stuff and we talked it out, I felt more excited about philosophy than I had in a long, long time. I still feel an inclination to teach. But the things I want to teach are not taught in high schools. I’d definitely need higher education- and although I don’t mind the idea of it, I don’t think right now is the time to start another academic degree. Thus, a few months off. Thus, starting a communications program to learn some skills.  Mad Skilz.   John has been working the dreaded job for quite some time now- and it’ll be really nice for him to reduce his hours (he’s been keeping a set amount to keep our insurance) so that he can focus on getting done with school.  Fingers crossed- next time this year it’ll be John graduating, and then we can figure out life from there.

But, with all that dreaming in the works (work, Greek, communications, la la la) I’ve still got a week of finals to get through first.   So here goes some studying.  Now….if only the girl upstairs would stop baking.  It smells toooo gooooddd…..

Ta Da. Last philosophy class last night. I didn’t really think about it until I went in and sat down- but then all of a sudden it dawned on me that except for a few finals related things- I was done with classes at BYU. I am done with classes for my undergraduate degree.

It was kind of funny. Halfway through the first hour Dr. Anderson started talking about the theory of correspondence. He used a triangle as an example of what he was trying to say, and I leaned over to the guy sitting next to me and said, “At least he didn’t use a chair.” You see- in metaphysical lectures of ANY KIND professors almost always say, “Take this chair for example…” and then go into a long thing about how it exists, or does it, is it in our minds, does it simply participate in “chair-ness,” etc. Metaphysics (the study of being) is actually rather important (used to be “first philosophy,” the one you have to study to be able to study anything else. Now, for better or for worse, the philosophy of language has usurped the position, at least in the minds of some philosophers). I’ve never like metaphysics. I would have loved to concentrate on ethics, or even epistemology, but although Scranton offered tons of classes in those areas, BYU…not so much. ANYWAY. So the guy next to me laughs about the chair thing…and sure enough, a couple minutes later Dr. Anderson says, “So, think about a chair, for instance.” And the whole back row cracks up. When I got in the car after class and told John, he said, “At least you came full circle.” Yes. Yes I did. But is that a perfect circle? And does it exist in reality, or in the world of the forms?

Moving on….So yes. Finals are closer than ever. I definitely have my work cut out for me. I think John has a couple of big things left, too, not the least of which is our biology class final. Good times. Gotta study. On the up side, I thought my William James paper was due Wednesday and got it done Monday night (which was early..honestly) and then it turns out it’s not due until Monday during the final. Which is crazy. Because I’ve never been this early. PHEW. So I have time to revise and make it AWESOME .

Last night John and I were meant to go to his work holiday celebration- tubing somewhere up the canyon. His office was closed for the night, so we’d have the whole evening together. Turns out John felt not-so-well yesterday, so we decided that I’d just go to class and then we’d have a relaxing evening at home. It was kind of nice, actually. Reminds me of ollldd times. We walked around Borders and talked a bit, then ate dinner at Bajio. I heart Bajio- and it was nice and empty and dark and nice tasty food. A good date. Then we went to Wal*Mart to get some finishing touches for a box we made for some certain people we love, and then came home. We got to bed before John usually gets home (which was the goal, take advantage of some SLEEP) and resultantly, I woke up in a supa funk this morning. Don’t you love how the body freaks when you suddenly get a healthy amount of sleepy time?

Last night was so nice because we got to just talk- about books, about movies, about work and Christmas and family. We get so busy and even when we’re together we’re not together…so it’s nice when we actually just get to focus on what the other person is saying. After Christmas things are gonna change a bit again. Because we’ve taken this long class together on MWF, we’ve been able to spend most of the daytime during those days driving to school together, sitting in class, getting lunch. When I go full-time, whether my current job is made full-time or I take another opportunity, I’ll be 9am-5pm at work, he’ll be in school in the daytime, then 5-10pm at work himself. So it looks like we’ll have an hour or so of overlap in the evening sometime…after eating and before passing out. It’s kind of sad. But that’s life- we just gotta get this boy graduated, too so the picture can change again, and so we can see each other in the evenings again.

Life is good. It’s actually very, very good. I’m a bit spoiled, honestly. I just need to remind myself of that sometimes.

What a weekend. I’m not really sure where it went…especially as we didn’t even leave the house that often. I think I’m finally on the last leg of this sickness. I’m not coughing so much, and I slept through the night without my vaporizer. Which is good. It did take me quite a long time to fall asleep last night, though, during which time I wrote a story in my head about a girl who gets sick and is watching the steam rise from the vaporizer next to her bed until it turns dark grey- and it turns out that there is a dragon under her bed, and HE’S got a cold, TOO! I’ll have to write some of these things down one day.

John and I finished editing the movie yesterday! That was more labor intensive than I thought it’d be. But turns out I really love iMovie. (Remind me, why did I buy a PC again? Good thing my husband bought a MAC.) I ended up enjoying the experience so much…that I named my short iLove. Haha. It’s about two people who lead boring/uneventful lives, chat online, fall in love, and finally decide that they need to get out of cyber space and into REAL space. I like how it came out. Of course, it’s no where near professional and there are maybe…a hundred things I’d do differently next time (more establishing shots….please) but I’m proud of my first venture into film making. I already wrote the final papers for that class- so it looks like just the final remains there.

In other news: I have a very sweet brother. I called him yesterday morning to see if he could give us a ride to church, because my car was snowed in and we thought John’s was as well. He had been called into work, though- and when Jonathan says, “I’m at work” he could be anywhere in Provo or the surrounding areas. He got a job working landscaping for the summer- and his hard work earned him a spot doing winter snow removal. We did get John’s car out after all, and went to church, and came home, and decided to take a nap before tackling the snow outside. When we woke up, WA LA. The snow was gone! Jonathan was driving home from his day when he saw that we had still not shoveled ourselves out…and stopped to do it himself. What a sweet, sweet boy. Gotta love the kid.

Today was a good day in classes- only Wednesday left! Tomorrow is work (and probably a lot of catch up in that arena, seeing as how I was sick last week) and then my very last day of actually attending classes at BYU is on Wednesday. I’m happy to see it come, I gotta tell ya. Today we went to a very interesting lecture meant for faculty by a visiting speaker named Daniel Robinson from Oxford who spoke about, among other things, reason and faith.  What was very interesting is that he gave a couple of warnings to students that I especially appreciated.  He said that it’s all well and good for our ideals and our principles to be important to us- and they can be combined and considered within the scope of all kinds of disciplines, including science and literature, but you need to be ready.  He said, “It isn’t enough to have the right sentiment.  It isn’t enough to have the right scripture.  You’ll meet people who don’t care about your scripture.  You must have the right argument.”  While you could argue about needing the right “argument” with regard to a faith discussion, anyone who wishes to be a part of the academic world, or have/voice an opinion about something needs to be a part of the world in that way.

I want to make myself clear- when I use the word “argue,”  I don’t mean it in the sense of an argument from anger or contention.   I mean that in order to make an educated point you must understand the other side, be able to listen and honestly consider someone else’s thoughts while sharing your own- based on thoughtful reflection and reason, not emotion. Anyway.  It was a good time.

So…tonight.  Still writing that paper.  Stupid paper…one of John’s presents arrived today, so I got to wrap it and put it under our tree.  I LOVE Christmas!  Time for writing….

Last night…or the night before? The days are starting to blur together- the coughing got worse. This led to John going out to buy me a vaporizer. I remember the vaporizer my Mom used to use when I was little. It was made of opaque, yellow plastic- and it seemed strong enough to poof just the right about of “medicine” into my face. The bubbly sound it made was comforting to sleep to- and I never actually saw what my Mom did to it…it just smelled GOOD.

So John brings home this vaporizer- and I was soooo grateful. Even the smell of Vicks made me feel a little better, but I immediately noticed that there was something different about this thing. First of all, John bought medicine that goes right in the water and not the regular stuff that goes in the lid. And, for some reason- it wouldn’t steam. The first night we had it, the room smelled like medicine, but no steaming. The next day I figured out the missing element: SALT. Who knew…but here’s the issue. If you give it the wrong amount of salt, a normal little machine turns into a spitty dragon. But it eventually evened out and has been producing nice steam ever since.

So I tried to go to work again today. I think I must have looked pretty pathetic- because my bosses sent me home again. Ron asked, “Do you want to go home?” And honestly, I want to be a normal, well person. But I went home and fell asleep immediately. I set up my computer and my notes for a conference call for a “from home” “germ free” editing meeting we scheduled for aroud 10:30, but when they called my voice was awful, and they said that I just needed to rest up and get better. Which is great- but now I just really need to get better so I can do all my homework and prepare for finals so that I can do some real work next week. PRAY that I sound like a normal human being.

Anyway…so yes. This weekend needs, desperately needs to be about school. I’m so close. I got a little emotional last night because I feel like I’ve come so far and worked so hard- and this school is literally killing my ability to care. All I can do it one thing at a time- try and get the best grades I can. I’m frustrated by my science class because the DVD keeps malfunctioning and I’m not as far along as I’d like to be. But, honestly, I have to concentrate on the nearest deadlines. If I can get my current courses under control and then get to that when I can, life will be ok. I just have to remember, there is no right amount of time. I AM almost done, regardless! A month from now, I won’t be worried about my undergraduate degree anymore. I just need to look forward to that!

OK. Enough of the public pep talk. So…yeah…I need to start getting some Christmas gifts for people! Can you believe it’s so close? I love Christmas. My new favorite Christmas song THIS year is Jewel’s Hark the Herald Angel’s Sing. She sings a verse I’d never heard before. Apparently, in the LDS church we sing the first and last…but I love this verse too:

christ, by highest heav’n adored
christ the everlasting lord
late in time behold him come
offspring of the favored one
veiled in flesh, the godhead see
hail th’incarnate deity
pleased, as man with men to dwell
jesus, our immanuel!
hark! the herald angels sing
“glory to the newborn king!”

I love it! The new verse made me think about the whole hymn in a new way! When she sings, “Light and Life to All He Brings,” I can feel the Christmas Spirit just welling up inside me. If you haven’t heard her version, you should check it out.

And, of course, many of you might remember Sarah McLaughlin’s Wintersong Album, the album that John and I got our first dance song from. I love that one for Christmas, too.

I just wish it would snow more!

Driving home from work tonight I got a phone call from my Mom about my turkey. Little did I know that if I wanted to cook a turkey on Thursday, I needed to buy it in the year 350 BC, to make sure it wasn’t as solid the statue of liberty or an iron cornucopia.

Anyway. So I drove to Harmon’s with her on the phone and had a thrilling conversation about how many lbs. three people need, what brand to buy, etc. Now she had suggested (and my Mom-in-law said the same thing) that I get separate turkey parts to cook, as we have just a few people and it’s easier. And that seemed like really good advice to me. My problem was that I have this Normal Rockwell picture in my head of what the perfect Thanksgiving looks like, and considering that we will conform to that painting in absolutely no way- I wanted to at least have a nice brown toasty turkey to carve up. So I ended up buying an 11 lb fresh turkey to try and achieve my dream.

I was standing in Harmon’s in front of a giant bin of turkeys and my Mom is asking me, “How much are they a pound?” I say, “$1.49. Is that good?” She says, “I’m not sure. Are you getting a Tom or a Hen?” I bring my selected bird to a man cooking sausage samples next to the hams. “Is this a Tom or a Hen?” He looked at it, “A Hen.” I was amazed, “How did you know that?” He pointed at the tag. Oh. I say to my mother, “It’s a hen. Is that better than a Tom?” She says, “Um. I’m not sure.” Apparently a man she thoroughly disliked growing up always insisted on Toms, so she’s always bought hens. Sounds like reason enough to continue that cute little tradition. Hen it is. I love conversations like this with my mother- it reinforces my tendency to follow my whims and make decisions based on little more than the direction the wind is blowing in the Antarctic.

So- we have a turkey.  It’s sitting on a plate in the fridge waiting to be cooked up and consumed.

Work and school today were good- I also sent in requests for my  transcripts to be sent to Westminster.  I’m excited, and hope that I can get my application completed soon.  All I have left to send to them is my writing samples, and then there will just be some waiting.  At work we’re going through the arduous process of reading each chapter out loud and making all those small little changes to make it represent Rich and Ron and their thoughts.  Today Rich had attended a funeral and so we had our meeting on the phone as he drove north.  Aside from losing him through a couple of canyons- the process was actually rather helpful.  I had a sore throat by the end, reading into a speaker phone again and again and again, but I’ll be able to make some changes tomorrow morning and I think we’ll call that one done, with a solid result.

So this evening…I’m going to make some chicken casserole (or try…again…) and do some science homework, and probably work on my website a little.  In other news, I’ve been accepted into BlogHer’s Ad network.  I applied to have their advertisements show up on my page, which I did for a couple of reasons.  First of all, it’d be nice to make a little money on the website, BUT, I’m not sure it’ll be that much.  What I’m really interested in is the fact that by being in their network, my blog will get will get advertised other places, and I’ll get more readers and more people interacting.  Also, out of all the adverts I’ve encountered, I actually really enjoy BlogHer.  I find new blogs to read, and all kinds of other good stuff.  I’ve just liked BlogHer from the beginning- so it’s exciting to become more a part of it.

Well, that’s all for now!