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"Aaah, our first state of Delaware. Established December 7, 1787. What a great place. We should go there." George Washington crossing the Delaware River, though he might not actually be in the state of Delaware.  Said no one ever.   Let's be real: people don't say this because 1)they don't when any of the states were established and 2)no one knows anything about Delaware. Delaware is one of those states you don't really hear anything about, like Connecticut or Wyoming. It is the red-headed stepchild of America. I am also suprised to say that I have lived in Delaware for three months. This is the last place I would expect to spend a summer. I mean, I know I do a lot of random things, but THIS- this takes the cake. (Takes the cake...where does that even come from?) Well, get ready to be EDUMACATED. I have compiled a list of questions AND ANSWERS one might ask about Delaware ( completely hypothetical). Because let's face it- you could be...

For the past three months, I have been selling trash & recycling services door-to-door in our first state of Delaware. There is a lot that goes into the job of being a door-to-door salesman, but ultimately I end up talking to a lot of strangers. My coworker once told me that we are getting to know America. Well, I feel bad for America! America's full of stubborn, rude, and downright dumb people. (Okay, that's not fair. We DO have Beyonce). But every time a homeowner opens his or her mouth, I be like: I could probably list 100 phrases spewed from the mouths of homeowners, but I narrowed it down to 8. So here you have it- 8 dumb things that the homeowners of Delaware say.  1. THIS IS A NO SOLICITING NEIGHBORHOOD. DIDN'T YOU SEE THE BIG SIGN WHEN YOU CAME IN?!  There are two reasons I love this. 1. Of course I saw the sign. Most of the neighborhoods I work in are ''no soliciting" neighborhoods. You have your signs, and I have mine.  This i...

The last post I made was June 2013. You can see that consistency is not one of my strong points. However, I am back, in black, and your life has officially become more enlightened (you’re welcome). If you look at my blogger account, you will see that I have 6 rough drafts for blog posts. So, it’s not like I haven’t been wanting to write- I just never did. I’m the worst! So I’m really excited for the summer because it should give me more time to write. And maybe if I tell you about what I want to write about, I might actually follow through. Because once you post something on the internet….THERE’S NO GOING BACK. Please enjoy a quick dance break to this song. But enough of Katy Perry. So this is like blog posts within a blog post. Here are 4 things you should expect from me this summer: 1 1.  A Non-Mormon’s Survival Guide to BYU. So, I finished my freshman year at BYU last month. THE MORMON SCHOOL. I’m not going to lie and tell you it’s a normal place- beca...

 Today was Beach Day. To be honest, I am actually not a big fan of the beach. *GASP*.  But since I'm here in Charleston, in South Carolina, I should go at least once. Andria did make a good point, though, that beaches really don't have any allergens. If you didn't know before, my spring allergies are TERRIBLE, so this was something to celebrate. Andria, Darren, and I went to Folly Beach, a 20-minute drive from downtown. Folly Beach is more of a party beach than a family beach and it was PACKED. It was Memorial Day, so I shouldn't be so shocked. It looks like the sun, but it's my finger. We were on the less busy half of the beach. I probably should have taken more detailed pictures of the beach. But, I'm not really a beach aficionado, so I didn't really know what type of pictures to take. The waves, maybe?  So, I  was laying on the beach with book in hand for an hour. Now, if there is anything I have learned from Summer Reading, it is that you sh...

Today, I went to an LDS YSA church in Charleston. WOAH. Some of you probably didn't get any of that. It is basically a Mormon church designed for young single adults. (There are Mormons in the South; I know, I'm shocked, too.)  Actually, this church was in North Charleston, about a twenty-minute drive. It took me about eight phone calls before I finally found a ride. But hey, you have to crack a few eggs to make an omelet. Why am I talking about church? I'm getting there, be patient. Attending church also gives you insight into that fact that no one in Charleston is actually from Charleston. I met someone from Montana, Utah, and Georgia. Charleston is kind of a hodgepodge of people. So, if you do visit Charleston, and you don't hear that many Southern accents, it's normal. So, yeah, I really didn't do that much today except for go to Church. But I looked at my phone and I have realized that I have taken about 300 photos while in Charleston, 10% of which I ...

Every Saturday during the spring and summer months, there is Farmer's Market in Marion Square. This place was PACKED. I felt like I was in a high school hallway again. *shudder* When I thought farmer's market, I thought there would just be a lot of fruit and vegetables. But it was so much more. There was a lot more food as well as a lot of art work for sale. I bought a lentil and pesto empanada. YUM! Empanadas are Argentine, by the way, not Mexican, so lentils are acceptable. There was also entertainment. FREE entertainment.  I watched a magic show for kids, but I thoroughly enjoyed it as well. How do they do it? Maybe I'll do a blog post exposing magic tricks. Hmm... On my way to my second historical house tour in Charleston, I bought these:  Roses made out of.....something. These roses have quite an interesting story. Poor kids, or kids that wanted to make money, would sell these all over Charleston. However, the Police started hassling the kids about selling...

After getting a good feel for modern-day Charleston throughout the week, I dove head first into Charlestonian history. My first stop was the Old Slave Mart Museum, nestled in the French Quarter (I spend a lot of time here). Whenever you go to these museums, make sure to mention you are a student (if you are one) and you'll get a discount. You may not even have to show your ID. ANYWAYS, back in the 1800s, there was a law passed that said slaves must be bought behind closed doors. (Auctioning people off like cattle outside is BAD; inside is apparently more acceptable.) So, this place was built specifically for that purpose and was the most successful Slave-Mart in Charleston (Congratulations.....? Is that a good thing?). I'll share I few interesting things I learned: 1. Slaves were divided up into different classes signifying if they were super good, decent, or poor. People spent the most for slaves who were male in their late teens to early twenties. Today, an "...