Sunday, January 1, 2012
Thursday, June 23, 2011
OK I know it’s a little late, but procrastination has seemed to infiltrate all aspects of my life, not just thesis writing.
You are the best! I would not be where I am today without your love, guidance, support, humor, and example.
So I guess since I blogged stories for Mom I’ll share some of the lessons I’ve learned from my Dad. Here are some of the top lessons I’ve learned from the Chief.
Lessons from my Dad:
- Debt free is the best way to be: This one is kind of self-explanatory. This was a lesson learned somewhat by example and by teaching us how to handle our earnings. I say somewhat because I always knew my Dad was “good” at budgeting and saving money, but it wasn’t until my parents went over their will with us that I realized how good my dad was at budgeting his money. So thanks Dad for the lessons about saving money and avoiding debt, they have helped me get through college debt-free.
- Humor: OK I could write about the humor “lessons” I’ve learned from my dad for days (the cricket story, the biggest crack I’ve ever seen story, etc.)! But I will spare you all the migraine of having to read that much small print for so long. Thanks dad for teaching me that laughter really is the best medicine & that sarcasm is an essential part of a well-balanced life.
- Being angry at someone is never good (for you or that person): I honestly cannot remember a time when my dad was angry with/at me (i.e. yelling/freaking out…). Don’t get me wrong, I was a stupid kid & there where a number of times my Dad was upset/disappointed with me, but never angry (there was that one time I left my bag on the stairs & he ‘fell’ down the stairs after stepping on it…that was close to angry but mostly just a few choice words…ha). I think the quiet calm response to my stupidity was more instructive than yelling. Thanks Dad, for teaching me that no matter what the situation, “angry” is the last thing you should be.
Thanks Chief, for all the lessons you have taught me & continue to teach me. I have learned some much from the ‘lessons’ you have taught me by word & example. I feel extremely blessed to be your daughter & to have such a funny, faithful, understanding, loving, cool dad.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Going to the grocery store:
I don’t know if I liked going to the grocery store as a kid, but I guess Mom had to take us crazies with her & I remember going to the store a bunch of times as a kid. My Mom had these trips figured out, not only did she know what she needed from the store & which aisle it was in, but she knew how to make us behave in the store (she’s a genius don’t worry about it). When you usually think of a young mother in the store with 2+ kids under the age of 10 you think “a disaster waiting to happen”. Well we were bribed & it worked, if we were good the whole time in the store we could have a treat (of our own choosing!) once we got to the checkout. This wasn’t an empty bribe either; if we didn’t behave we wouldn’t get our candy bar (yeah there was a time or two when I didn’t get a candy bar). Ever since then I have LOVED going to the grocery store with my mom, but since high school it was more for the chat sessions with my Mom. Thanks for letting me tag along Mom & thanks for the candy bars.
During elementary school (the last few years anyway) I had swim team practice in the mornings before school. There was a group of us from school that were on the team so each of our moms took turns driving & picking us up from practice. Since practice was in American Fork we had to go straight to school from the pool. So the mom that picked us up from practice would have breakfast for us when we got in the car. My Mom ALWAYS had the best breakfasts & I’m not even playing favorites. She would always bring us homemade egg mcmuffins, breakfast casseroles, breakfast burritos, quiche! Ah it was amazing (& that’s just breakfast on the road, she is an amazing cook & I miss eating her food…)! A lot better than poptarts & capri-suns. Thanks MOM for feeding me!
OK so this is NOT one of my favorite memories when it comes to my mom, but it is definitely something I will never forget. My mom being the awesome, selfless, wanting to be involved & help out person that she is would often be a chaperone on elementary field trips. This one particular field trip was in 3rd-4th grade (I can’t remember the exact grade) we went down to Rock Canyon in Provo to look at the rock formations. I don’t really remember anything about the field trip, but what I do remember eats at my heart every day. We were getting on the bus to go home & I was sitting somewhere towards the back & my mom got on the bus & came to sit by me. My mom was about to sit down & being the stupid kid that I was & wanting to be ‘cool’ I told her I didn’t want her to sit by me, I wanted to sit with my friends. She said ok & went & sat by herself towards the front of the bus. I knew as soon as she sat down that I had made a big mistake, but I was too proud &/or embarrassed to fix the problem right then & there. I actually never said anything about it. I can’t believe my short-sightedness, as I told my mom I wanted to sit with my ‘friends’ when I was actually letting my best friend walk to the front of the bus. I’m sorry mom, I don’t even know if you remember this, but if you do I’m sorry. Thanks for putting up with all of the crap I’ve put you through over the years.
OK let’s get back to the happy stuff. The summer I graduated from BYU, my friend Carly & I decided we were going to take ourselves to Hawaii for graduation. I asked my mom if she wanted to tag along to hang out with Auntie Olly & go to the beach with us. Of course she said yes. Carly & I had a blast going to the beaches & seeing the islands & it was fun when we could convince my mom to go to the beach with us (instead of sewing with Auntie Olly…) but what I loved about this trip was coming home each night & talking to my mom, Auntie Olly, & Uncle Phil. We spent most of the time laughing about the silliest things. Here’s hoping we can take a few more trips to the South Pacific.
This story shows both my Mom’s humor & teaching skills. On one shopping trip to Fred Meyers I was being crazy (I probably didn’t get a treat that day) & going in & out of all of the clothing racks. They were those circular ones. My mom kept telling me to get out of there or she’d leave me. Not listening & thinking I was the smartest little kid around I hid in some of the clothes & put my feet up on the cross bars so she couldn’t see me at all! Of course my giggling gave me away but my Mom decided to teach me a lesson. She moved out of sight & waited to see what I would do. Thinking I was so sneaky I climbed out of my hiding spot & began looking for my Mom, I couldn’t find her…I looked & looked around the area I was in & I couldn’t see her (she could see me). So I decided to go up to the customer service counter, when I got there they asked me if I was lost. Being the smart aleck that I am I told them no, but my Mom was lost. They asked for her name & announced over the PA system that Amy’s lost Mom Moana could find her daughter at the customer service desk. I never ventured far from my Mom’s side at the store again.
Thanks Mom for always being there for me & encouraging me to do my best in all aspects of my life. Thank you for being my mom & my friend, for teaching me how to survive in this world & how to do it gracefully. Thanks for being an amazing example to me & everyone else around you; if I turn out to be half the woman you are I’ll consider myself very lucky. Like I’ve said before, everything that is good about me comes from you (& dad). I would not be where I am today without your constant love & support. I hope that I am giving you the gift that you always ask for because you never want anything for yourself.
I love you, forever & always.
Manuia le Aso o Tina!!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I know it’s a few days late, but it happens.
Anyways, I have the best, coolest, most amazing Dad. Like I said in the post about my Mom, everything that is good about me comes from my Dad (& Mom).
I’ve learned a lot from my dad: like the value of hard work (I have yet to meet someone that works harder than the Chief), patience (he has to put up with me), the value of a dollar (& how to save that dollar, or break down the dollar into various categories on an excel spreadsheet), the importance of constant & continuing service (every day!), & that’s not even scratching the surface.
I wanted to share just a few of my favorite memories that involve the Chief,
Hiking: so this may come as a shock to some of you but I use to HATE hiking, & growing up we seemed to hike a lot during the summers as a family. We would hike the mountains around Alpine & up AF canyon. My dad was always the one that initiated these early morning (6am, on a summer, sometimes holiday, morning) excursions. I grew to love these outings (it took a while) & I am really missing hiking those trails. Thanks Chief for helping me find my love of the outdoors/hiking by dragging my lazy butt up the mountains.
The Cat Story: most of you have heard this story but it’s a classic & a wonderful example of my father’s humor. Here’s the short version: One day my dad put a rubber mouse in a co-workers desk drawer, said co-worker opened the drawer, saw the mouse, screamed & wet her pants…next day we had an adorable calico kitten dropped off at our house to “keep the mice away.” The kitten was dropped off while my dad was at work so Adrienne & I would get attached & not let dad return it. Thanks Dad!
Family Prayers: since we’re on the topic of humor I would like to share this little treat (which probably will not be funny to anyone but me, but forget you guys, this is my blog). So every night we would gather as a family to have family prayers together before bed. Usually after the prayer we would say, “I love you” & hug/kiss mom & dad. This one particular evening when I was probably 10, I remember hugging my dad & saying “I love you man!” he quickly responded, “you’re still not getting my bud light.” Man we laughed about that one for months.
Piano Recital: so when I was younger I played the piano & we would have piano recitals from time to time at our instructors house. These recitals were not my favorite thing (there were a million students & I had to wear a dress...), I don't think they were my parents favorite either. This one recital my dad told me he was going to pay me $5 to "spice up the recital." So our piano instructor was very formal about these recitals & had us stand up in front of the audience & before we played our piece(s) we would have to say, "My name is Amy Burgess & I shall play (insert name of piece here)." I was somewhere in the middle of the recital that day & people were falling asleep, I waited for the applause, I walked up to the front of the room & said, "My name is Amy Burgess & I shall play...for about 2 minutes" turned around sat down at the grand piano, played my songs & sat down. Oh man you should have seen my instructors face, best $5 I've ever made. Thanks Dad for making that the most memorable piano recital.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Here is a list of a few things that have happened since I last blogged (the pictures somewhat go with the list...):
- I survived winter quarter: ‘survived’ makes it sound like I almost died or something, not the case, but now I have this picture in my head of me getting attacked by biological oceanography articles & giant marine larvae (cool).
- I went to
: this deserves a blog post of it’s own, so stay tuned. Here’s a preview: 1st birthday not in UT, kickin it w/ Auntie Olly, swimming w/ dolphins… Hawaii
- I went to UT twice since my last post: ugh I just love that place so much! I went home the weekend before I went to HI & the first weekend in April. My reasons for going you might ask??? Trip 1: the dentist & a wax, yes that does sound crazy but I really like my dentist & Joann & do NOT want to take my business elsewhere. But the biggest & best reason for going home: the fam! I love just hanging out w/ them, they are da coolest! Jayne’s baby shower was that weekend, it was great to see everyone & stay in my own house. I also went to see Dr. B. that man is amazing & I miss working for him! Trip 2: General Conference Weekend!!! A few of the B-ham singles wanted to make the trek to
, so I agreed to go (duh!! Pay for a little gas in exchange to see fam & friends). When we made it back to WA I was exhausted from traveling (WA-UT-WA-HI-WA-UT in 2 ½ weeks) but… Mecca
- I received an email from Southwest saying I had earned a free roundtrip flight to anywhere they fly: any suggestions???
- I moved to Anacortes!! Back in the SPMC ‘dorms.' It’s really nice to be down here, although nothing really happens in Anacortes…but I’m ok with that. I’m the ‘dorm mom’ which means I drive the ‘kids’ (MIMSUPs!!) into town to get groceries, etc. and make sure they do their dishes. In exchange for being a mom I don’t have to pay rent, that’s right NO rent!
- Research has started kinda: so the main reason I moved down to Anacortes was because I knew that I would have to be at the lab A LOT once research started. I am just doing prelim work with rotifers & algae, but I am also helping with some ocean acidification research. With both of those projects going on, I am on track to break the record of ‘the most number of consecutive days spent in the lab’ I think the record is somewhere around 74. I am currently at 26, but the crabs haven’t even hatched yet.
- I’m engaged!!! Ok not really, I just liked the idea of 7 things. Nevertheless, it seemed fitting considering all of the ‘I’m engaged, I’m married, I’m pregnant, I just had my baby’ posts I’ve seen on facebook (which don't get me wrong, I love, there just seems to be heaps lately). On the same train of thought, I’ve come to the realization that I have officially turned into one of those single adults that people back in the home ward tell your parents that they know someone I should date. Really??? Am I that old? Give me a least two more years & a cat or two, calm down people I’m enjoying singledom.
The BC Temple :)
Well there you go, Amy’s obnoxious updates.