Showing posts with label My Asian Bro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Asian Bro. Show all posts

Monday, August 11, 2014

The PA Reunion in IDAHO!

Mer suggested well over a year in advance that we all meet in Idaho for a reunion. Well it happened! It was a short but fun reunion! We've added quite a few to the group since we all lived in PA together and we are still growing! We ate well...MPR, NJ, and, SJ all enjoyed their Idaho Berry burgers almost too much! We picked raspberries, huckleberries, we partook of raspberry/huckleberry shakes, we had at least two or more people up every hour of the day at my house. (The joy of babies). Babies kissed, wrestled, and were spoiled with lots of affection. All were able to visit THE Berry Oil HQ. We had time to just talk. I am so glad everyone was able to come. We did miss, JD! Below is a snapshot of the good time we all had together...until next time!   















Monday, May 26, 2014

Hanging Out With The Richards' Clan

While in UT for KM's wedding I was honored to stay with some of my favorite gals! Mia was awesome at helping me get ready each morning. She's pretty adorable!  



 Miss Reese was exhausted and pretty cute even with her mouth wide open! 

Let's not forget to mention it was great seeing MPR and AR! 

Friday, December 28, 2012

My Newest Best Friend





Our Own Little Christmas Miracle!

Back in September I scheduled my quarterly appointment for botox injections for the 27th of December. (Couldn't miss the chance to get one more medical procedure done before the end of the year). I waited to until mid-Dec to call MPR to let her know that if I felt up to it I'd like to swing by and say hello for a bit before heading back to Idaho.  Knowing this would be a quick day trip to SLC I wasn't sure if I'd even catch her. Imagine my surprise and delight when she called back to tell me that she'd be around and on that very day the Dukes, Baileys, and Jensens would also be in SLC!  

PA Christmas reunion!!! 
While it was a short reunion, it was nonetheless a miracle. Possibly the best present of the season. I sure love all of these folks and especially the two newest additions to the ever growing group!  M and B are not too sure if we are as cool as we all believe ourselves to be.

Cannot wait until we have reunion 2013! 




PS...Mia has a new favorite person. :) I almost stole her from AR and MPR. 

Friday, January 20, 2012

2011: Surviving Hard Times Plus Great Moments

My disclaimer: When I returned from my month in Idaho I was promptly welcomed by a cold that turned into a sinus infection, this in combination with a hectic month end my 2012 goal to pick up my blogging with more dedication has been delayed...by almost a month. I suppose that is predictable when you're busy living blogging takes a backseat.  


2011 in review:


It was a hard year: full of fatigue, sickness, anxiety, and loss. It was a year of survival, waiting upon the Lord. Luckily, my capacity to survive was expanded, thanks to the Atonement of Jesus Christ
   
I could give a laundry list of the hard moments of 2011 and for historical purposes I have documented them but for purposes of this post I will be dwelling on the great moments that happened amid the storms of 2011. I believe it speaks volumes to the mercy we still receive from God even in the toughest of times.  While many of these may seem mundane to some readers, remember this past year was not about thriving but surviving and being physically ill for over a year (more than normal) even mundane moments become great moments if those moments allow you to focus on something other than the constant feeling of fatigue. 


(in no particular order)


Arizona trip in March with my family (spring training, golf, shopping)
Participating in the videoing of the Mormon Message, Our Hands His Hands, Our Hearts, His Heart.  
Watching my freshmen graduate
Lots of service (mostly received)! 
Opening day of baseball season 
Golf league with The J-Crew 
BS & BW's wedding in April
SJ & NJ's wedding in July
JBH & HN's wedding in July (yes, lots of weddings)
Gordo's wedding 
Spending time with SEC, parents, and BW in Utah in July
Going to Israel, a once in a lifetime experience (and 11 days of physically feeling okay to make the trip)
Spending time with AR and MPR before they moved
Golfing at Deep Cliff (great day)
 AC and NB's engagement surprise
Cook club
Spending time with the Carlstons 
Yankees in the BAY
Thanksgiving with The Ellwangers
Hot tubbing (lots of hot tubbing)
My birthday!
Mama Berry coming in October to help me  
General Conference
Parents and G-parents visiting in November
Purchasing my new bed! 
FMC
Post-Thanksgiving dinner with the Jarvis family
Being with my little girls
Spending the month of December in Idaho




Jack Berry would be proud that I'm still spitting in that "damn mitt". 
Here is to a better year in 2012. 

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

How To Make Your Weekend Last Through Wednesday

First, you play golf on the New Friday (the poor sap's Monday). Even if it is cold, windy, and rains a bit, you still enjoy it thoroughly...mostly because the competition for the round of golf is winner of the longest drive wins a date with the dark and handsome boy that works in the clubhouse Monday evenings. You, of course, have had a slight golf crush* on dark and handsome boy so the incentive for winning increases, even knowing that the prize is mostly a joke. Competition is always satisfying, especially when you win.

Second, you play squash on Tuesday. Squash is the 3rd best cardio workout, according to Forbes (not just me this time folks). You win 2 out of 3 games in squash, kindly** dominating your opponent. (my arms and legs are sore but no pain, no gain)

Third, you take a shopping trip to a golf warehouse. (This can be dangerous because hours can be spent here if you lack self control)

Fourth, you play Ultimate Frisbee on Wednesday. You remember you still know how to throw the frisbee, that you are so out of shape that it is despicable, and that playing without Kenji and CP really does adversely effect how much fun one has on the field (No yelling of "curse you Kenji" happened sadly).***

*A golf crush falls under the umbrella of the athletic crush (which will need to be its own blog post). Athletic crushes are more common (in my world) than romantic crushes, in fact, I dare say 90% of all my crushes are athletic crushes or if they turn (cough) romantic they stem from an athletic crush.
**Kindly in my vocabulary is I only trash talked for 50% of the playing and held back from dancing upon victory.
***Giving a shout out to CP is my way of pleading for forgiveness on another matter entirely.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Hearting The Weekend

1. Lots of sleep
2. Deluxe Roast Beef @ Ace of Sandwiches, followed by Andes mints (heart this place)!
3. Froyo + hot tubbing with TB, DB, and KM...very enlightening evening
4. Spending Saturday with the PA family, even if BYU lost it was still a well spent day...the hours spent on that couch are comical therapy sessions for me.
5. AR making dinner for MPR and I (delicious meal), followed by mint chip ice cream (my fav)!

Friday, February 11, 2011

Guest Blogger: Insights From My Asian Bro

Agency and Opportunity

Three days out of the week last spring, I spent almost two hours on commuter trains travelling to and from an internship. Each trip brought me face to face with people that I had never met and would likely never see again. It was, however, the two or three faces that I saw on a daily basis that taught me two important lessons about agency and opportunity that I hope never to forget.

Nearly every walk that I made through my trip’s terminal train station took me past several people asking for spare change. Previously, when I had seen impoverished individuals up close, I felt like I was looking at them through a telescope; though they appeared physically near, I still perceived that a vast distance between our worlds remained. My personal circumstances last spring, however, changed my perspective.

Within just a few months, I would be graduating from law school. It would be the culminating academic achievement of a lifetime of dedicated study. And though I was proud of my pending accomplishment, it was to come without any employment opportunities. Seeing these panhandlers with that reality in mind helped me realize just how little separated me from a cardboard-softened concrete seat next to them. For the first time in my life, I started to understand what an ancient prophet meant when he asked his people: “For behold, are we not all beggars?” (The Book of Mormon, Mosiah 4:19). I hope to never forget what it felt like to look into the eyes of poverty and see not just the suffering of another but also a reflection of my own despair.

This, of course, is not to make the seriousness of their situation analogous to my own. My earning potential remains high, and thanks to the generous assistance of family and friends, I have not had to beg any strangers for help. Nevertheless, I do believe the proximity that I felt to those individuals taught me an important lesson. Agency (or the power to choose) is an eternal principle, and we construct much of our circumstance one choice at a time. But just as material science limits the design options of an architect, opportunity constricts the exercise of agency. Within a man’s heart and mind may be the blueprint of a mansion, but without the right tools and materials, he may struggle to even construct a shack.

Malcom Gladwell recognized this in his book Outliers. In attempting to unravel the stories behind abnormally successful people (i.e., outliers), Gladwell observed that “[t]heir success is . . . grounded in a web of advantages and inheritances, some deserved, some not, some earned, some just plain lucky—but all critical to making them who they are.” According to Gladwell, “[p]eople don’t rise from nothing. . . . It is only by asking where they are from that we can unravel the logic behind who succeeds and who doesn’t.” It is easy to think that we are where we are because of who we are. But that is really only part of the story.

This leads me to the two lessons that I learned by walking through the train station last spring. First, I could not have accomplished what I have without the unique, and often undeserved, opportunities and advantages that I have had throughout my life. Second, failure is not always the result of poor choices; sometimes it results from a lack of opportunity. Indeed, we never really know what someone could accomplish with the right opportunities. As Anton Ego in Pixar’s film Ratatouille, put it: even though not everyone can become a great artist, a great artist can come from anywhere.

Learning to see success and failure as an often unquantifiable mixture of agency and opportunity helped me realize how much more I could do to help others succeed. As Gladwell put it, our tendency to “personalize success” can cause us to “overlook just how large a role we all play—and by ‘we’ I mean society—in determining who makes it and who doesn’t.” As a result, we often “miss opportunities to lift others onto the top rung.” (Gladwell, Outliers). Therefore, “let us not be weary in well doing” and as we have “opportunity, let us do good unto all men.” (Galatians 6:9-10). Let us “[p]ause to help and lift another. . . . To the wounded and the weary,” may we “show a gentle heart.” (Lord, I Would Follow Thee, Hymn #220).

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Why Weekends Are Needed

1. Beautiful AM round of golf with TH, can I just say that 70 degrees in February is why I heart CA. Next round we better play best ball to improve our scores though.
2. Relaxing with the PA family! MPR set up the hammock, so comfy. AR is healing from his poor Achilles heel rupture, learning all sorts of ways to be unproductive while resting. Oh and we watched BYU beat UNLV.
3. Friday evening soccer game with the Bransons. I am learning to appreciate this sport...even if I still clearly know none of the rules.
4. Gorgeous Sunset
5. 10 hours of sleep Saturday night!
6. Meditation in the silver bullet
7. CT making dinner for DB and I, followed by a great review on excellent writing.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Guest Blogger: Insights From My Asian Bro

***If you have yet to read any of my guest bloggers, today is the day you should start. My Asian Bro is insightful and stretches the mind and heart to think beyond the immediate moment. With any luck, My Asian Bro will be a frequent guest blogger. Enjoy!


Regression Towards the Mean


The Statistical Phenomenon


I am not a statistician. In fact, the only class that I ever worried I might actually fail was taught out of the statistics department. And they probably should have failed me. Nevertheless, statistics does intrigue me. In part, I think, because it can describe so much without ever really explaining anything. One statistical concept that has caught my eye recently is called “regression towards the mean.” I’ll spare you the full technical description. You all have Wikipedia. In inaccurate layman’s terms, it simply means that excellence and ineptitude tend to revert to mediocrity. Take a class of students. Give them a multiple choice test. Give them another similar test. Statistics (from my reading of Wikipedia) says that those students who scored the best and the worst on the first test will tend to score closer to the average on the second test.


The Phenomenon in Real Life


I find that this concept resonates deeply with me as a person. I have dreams. I make goals. I want to be a different, a better person tomorrow than I was today. On some days, I succeed. Wildly. I’m as kind as Mother Teresa and as diligent as Thomas Edison. I feel progress, and I get excited about having more of it. And then tomorrow comes. It is as if improvement was a 24 hour bug that I slept off overnight. Once again, I’m back on the corner of average and ordinary wondering how I got there.


I cannot tell you how many times this pattern has played out in my life. I’m generally a positive person. But surround me with negative people and before long I completely blend in with the crowd. Whether it is with developing desirable attributes, achieving worthy goals or simply moving away from the masses in a positive direction, I am prone to regress towards the mean. But why? Why is it so difficult to keep a standard deviation’s separation between me and my standard self? Between me and the prevailing norms of my environment?


The Latent Heat Problem


I am sure that there are many contributing explanations and would love to hear any that you have. I’ll offer one possible reason and abuse one more academic discipline in the process. My theory is this: The energy/effort required to really change is not directly proportional to the distance you need to travel. Now, I’ve never taken chemistry, but I am going to use the concept of latent heat to illustrate this point. Turning water into steam is a two step process. First, you must heat the water from its current temperature to its boiling point, 100ºC. Second, you must provide additional energy (heat) to transform the boiling water into steam. During this transformation, the water does not actually change its temperature at all. Surprisingly, or not, it takes six times as much energy to vaporize water as it does to heat that water from 20 to 100ºC. Six times. In other words, it is a lot harder to really change, to really be different, than it is to just make progress.


This can be frustrating. It can be difficult to keep pouring in energy when you do not see corresponding results. And the second you stop giving your effort, you quickly slide right back down to where you started. I think this is why I often make improvements that do not really last. I do not put in the energy needed to overcome the latent heat hurdle. If I want to stop regressing towards the mean, I need to commit not only to boiling mediocrity but to vaporizing it. Full steam ahead.