We're getting hosed!

So I was thinking the other day as I was changing clothes up at work and decided that I would put my thoughts on the blog. So as most of you know, I am studying diesel mechanics at school and working as a technician at an international dealership. And most of you say: "that is a good field to go into." or "You should always have a job anywhere you want." But I have also had people say to me (especially after they learn that Sarah is going to be a dental hygienist) "Ohhhh, well, good for you I guess." Now what would their reaction have been if I said I was going to be a doctor? Probably something like "WOW! That's impressive!" Now I'm not saying that I want to be a doctor. In fact, I quite like being a mechanic and you can actually make a decent living as one. But let's face it, the title of mechanic just doesn't compare to doctor. Doctors get all the money, all the prestige, the fancy creams and lotions, all the money... What kind of recognition does a diesel mechanic get? None! I think if people realized the contribution we mechanics make to society, they would revere us much like doctors. Doctors may keep people living a little longer, but we keep America alive forever! Trucks are the life blood of this great nation and we are their doctors. In fact we are more than doctors. Can a doctor bring one of his patients back from the dead? I can. And what could a doctor do if we stopped caring for our "patients"? How would they get their supplies? How could the blood be delivered? How would the injured even get to the hospital? I have worked on many an ambulance in my short time as a mechanic. Without mechanics doctors would be nothing. So why do they get all the glory and the big pay checks. I say we should be getting paid just as much if not more than doctors. But what do I know? I'm just a lowly mechanic. We are getting hosed!!!

Anyone????

For school we are now in the clinic at school working on patients. There aren't very many people that call in out of the blue, so we are ultimately responsible to find our own patients. If any of you need a cleaning or know of ANYONE that needs a cleaning, please let me know. You can call me at 435-260-1837 or you can call the clinic and talk to Linda at 801-863-7608 and say you want an appointment with me. I need patients of all ages and all kinds of mouths. It takes 3 hours for the appointment and it is $25 for adults, $10 for kids, and $13 for students. Here are the times I'm there:

Monday: 3:00 - 6:00 pm
Tuesday: 8:30 - 11:30
Thursday: 8:30 - 11:30


Please, please, please come in and tell everyone you know. Thanks everyone!

Armed and Dangerous?

Hey everyone! Thought is was time for me to post something on "our" blog. The picture might be fuzzy, thats because it was taken on my phone. But if you cant tell that is me at the helm of a MK 19 last weekend. It is a fully automatic grenade launcher capable of 350 rounds per minute with an effective range of 2200 meters. Each grenade fired has a kill radius of five meters and will pierce armor up to two inches thick. Pretty cool huh!?! As you can see we are inside so I didn't get to fire it. In fact, we don't even have ammo for it and probably never will. Bummer! I guess that is the way it goes when you are in a fuel unit as opposed to the infantry. But I could still feel the power just sitting behind it. We also set up the 50 cal. It was kind of fun, but mostly just another boring drill weekend.

Does it ever end?

The fall semester is finally over for us and we couldn't be more excited about it. School takes up so much freakin' time. Lucky for Trevor, he only has one semester to go until he graduates. I on the other hand have 3 more. Sometimes I wonder why I even went back to school. I mean, I already have a degree, why in the world do I need 2? I don't want to work anyway, let alone two jobs...

But even after all the complaining and whining I do, I do enjoy school a little. I like learning. I guess the thing I hate most is the whole homework and studying to be tested on it. I want to take a class where I can just go, listen, take notes IF I WANT, leave class and be done with until the next time. No reading assignments, I can go at my own pace, no thinking of extra questions I have about the material, no tests. However, I also like the people I go to school with. I get to hang out with 13 other girls for an average of about 5 hours a day. But even though it's fun and they're fun, I would much rather spend those 5 hours with Trevor, whom I only get to see about 2 hours a day.

So now for the Christmas Break, I don't quite know what to do with myself. Trevor still has to go to work all day, but I have no homework or studying to keep me busy. We are going to a Neil Diamond concert tomorrow night, which Trevor is so stinking excited about. It'll be a good time!!

BLAH

I hate snow. I hate winter.

Happy Halloween

Tonight Trevor and I went to a Halloween party for our ward. It was pretty fun. We didn't know what we were going to even dress up as until last night.... we decided to be gothic people. It was actually funner than I thought. It takes a lot of work to look like that, but we had fun getting each other ready and putting on each other's make up and piercings.


We even won scariest costumes at the party. Trevor was even kind of freaking me out a little; he scared all the little kids there. I felt kinda bad about that, but it was still pretty fun. I've never won any awards for halloween costumes before, so it was a first for me.

24 Hours

Every year in October is the 24 hours of Moab bike relay race. Trevor's family has supplied the water for it for the past 14 years. This year we got to go down and drive the water trucks. Our main jobs were dust control and providing water for drinking and showering. Trevor's dad and Uncle also drove. It was a fun time, for the most part, but the wind was horrid, and we lost the battle of trying to keep the dust down. (The race is in the middle of the desert with huge sand dunes right next to the track.) This was the truck that Trevor and I got to drive (by that I mean that Trevor drove while I rode and changed his cd's for him)




It is pretty cool to see all the people that come out for the race. There is nothing out there and then about a week before the race starts, people start showing up and it looks like a whole city the day of the race.




We had three big water trucks and one little one for wet down around the venues... Granny's water wagon... which was actually driven by Trevor's grandma, and then we had the younger kids on the back spraying water from the fire house onto the ground. It is such an awesome truck, and a pretty fun job (that was my job last year.)









The beginning the race was awesome, minus the wind, which was blowing so much dust around you couldn't even see 10 feet in front of you. I should've gotten some pictures of people trying to walk around while we were riding in the truck. But at the beginning of the race, each racer has to run down to this tree and then back to their bikes to get on the trail. It was amazing to see them all!!! You can see a lot of them wearing respirator masks because it was so dusty. Check out the video!







*Note that each person represents a team. Teams can have different numbers of people anywhere from single riders to an eight man team. This gives you a little idea of how many people were out there.


In the mean time, Trevor and I went back into town to fill up the water truck and while we were waiting for it to fill, we found his little brother's little motorcycle road bike, so we rode it around a little. Trevor now wants one for himself. We even both rode around on it... too bad I didn't get any pictures of that.... it was pretty dang funny!