One of the things that I like about our school is its efforts to foster some elements of sustainability with its daily consumption, whether it be through energy conservation or though its work with Bon Appetit to provide local food options. Since I was in high school, my mom has been a prodidgious locavore, shopping for organic and local foods whenever she can. She turned her entire back yard into a garden and raises chickens for their eggs which she eats and sells.
I like snow. I don’t like the after-product, which more often than not translates into monster puddles. We had our first real day of snow at The College last week, and to the amusement of the students, the Finney Fun Run occurred as usual. Although I had planned on staying on the sidelines this year, I ended up running for the second time, braving the winter cold in little more than a pirate hat.
This last weekend was a blast– not only was it the half way mark of Winter Term, but my handsome suitor was in town, and we got to explore the local scene. Last time, we visited Lucky Peak, which was appropriate in the 90 degree weather in mid-September. This time around, however, we hit the town.
Thinking back to this time last year I was knee deep in college applications and school work. If you are a student currently in this position you might be asking yourself; is this worth it? I certainly did. The answer (well, specifically my answer) is yes. Yes it is.
Advice to all of you incoming freshman: the more time you spend now finding scholarships, filling out applications, etc. is that much less stress in college. So do it! Acknowledge that you have to endure the rain to get a rainbow and that it will definitively pay off in the end.
My parents are pastors. So even while still in my mommy’s belly, I was making tamales. Every year the church would make tamales to help raise funds and I would always help. As a small child I learned how to use a spoon to spread masa on dozens of tamales. We would make up to 250 tamales every time. Over the years my tamale skills improved and I was spouting up to three tma (tamales a minute)! I learned how to fill tamales with the meat and how to cook them. Recently before coming to the College of Idaho I learned how to make the masa.
The C of I is such a cozy, providing campus. Sometimes (well, pretty much everyday) you forget you are tucked away amongst a bigger world. Granted, Caldwell, also referred to as “Farm City”, tends to keep to itself. Yes, an occasional “townie” can be seen walking their dog through campus, or at a campus event/outreach activity, yet for the most part, Caldwell keeps it to a minimum.
I love hashtags. If you use Twitter, or Google+, or if you’ve been paying attention to the news you’re probably familiar with them. They’re convenient ways to indicate your topic and are incredibly useful in micro-blogging. For example, right now on Twitter, a couple of the trending topics worldwide are #LiesThatAlwaysWork and #EnNavidadNuncaFalta (never lacking in Christmas). It’s not always clear why some subjects persist and make it to the top of what the virtual world is talking about, but in any case they’re easy ways to show what you are talking about in the moment.
So, a natural part of going to a college is a general commitment to paying student fees. These funds go into accounts run both by student government and the Office of Student Affairs, where it’s used in hosting and designing activities and programs specifically for the use by the students.
You know how everyone tells you that there are so many things going on campus? And how there is no possible way you won’t have anything to do on campus? Well what happens if everything is scheduled when you are not available? The minute you become available, nothing is going on, or worse, nothing is open. It seems like everything I want to do, such as our hall program tie dye party or the caramel apple party, is always scheduled around when I am not available. It’s like everyone knows my schedule and secretly makes sure to schedule everything so that I will not be able to attend. :) JK.