Life's A Dance

Broken Vow

2011-10-07T11:41:00.000-06:00

Okay, okay...So I didn't do what I said I was going to. From now on there will be no more promises. I am just going to be on here when I feel like it and when I can. That doesn't mean I am just giving up because I do still feel like this blog thing could be beneficial to me. Therefore I will make an effort to get on and add once in a while. I am having trouble keeping up on homework and life right now though. This is the busiest semester I have ever had with Folk Dance, working at PAM, and taking some time intensive classes. It all hit me like a load of bricks yesterday.

Since I have moved out of the house I also don't really have access to a camera. Part of the reason I had the blog was to have a place to document and work on my journey into photography. Now that I don't have a camera some of my motivation is gone. I guess the long and short of it is I am keeping the blog but am not promising to post or do something specific.

Sing a little of these workin man blues

2011-05-11T23:47:00.000-06:00

So I already messed up on the post everyday thing. Oh well, you learn from mistakes and keep going. I may not end with 365 posts but if I keep trucking along I will have a whole lot more entries than any other time I have tried to start a journal.

Yesterday and today were both filled with just about the same things. I woke up in the morning, took a shower, ate breakfast, helped clean the kitchen, work on my resume, and then went to work. A word about the relationships between resume's and Tyler Walker; I hate doing them! For one I am terrible at putting anything down on paper (aka computer screen) and for another I am terrible at bragging about myself. When I have to go in and tell what your duties were and what accomplishments you made while working I just get to the point of telling them what my exact duties were. Never did I embellish on how I performed those duties or how those duties gave me specific experience for the position I was applying for. So throughout this two day process I kept bothering my dad to look it over and give suggestions.

The position I am applying for came from a lady in a networking group that my dad attends every Wednesday. The name of the position is Porter. From the description of what the duties are it sounds like it is just a person whose purpose is to make sure the residents of the apartment complex are happy. It consists of performing minor maintenance and kind of being the liaison between the resident and management. I have some doubts I would get the job because I will be on tour all of June but I am really hoping. With my dad's help hopefully my resume is impressive.

I still have my other job as a camera man for BYU TV but it is on call work and I am only getting maybe ten hours a week. That kind of money is not going to pay for school and housing. Yesterday and today I was put on last minute shoots that I hadn't planned for which is why it has taken me two days to actually apply for the other job. I love actually doing the shoots but it was kind of frustrating to have to drop plans like being there for Sereen's (my married sister) birthday. There have been several times where I have had to postpone dates and things as well which is not a good thing when you struggle to get dates like I do. So as fun and cool as the job is for this summer at least I need something else.

Now that I have just rambled on about my employment woes I will post a couple of pictures for yesterday and today.

So I am embarrased to post these pictures but I needed to take a picture of something today and I am doing this to improve right? I went to throw away a draft of my resume and found these orange peels on top of the Ritz box. I thought it might be kind of cool so I tried it.

This is a picture of one of our family favorites, Mom's homemade bread. It is best when cut open a few minutes out of the oven and some homemade strawberry jam spread over it. Usually mom makes more than this because when we are allowed to cut into it fresh we end up eating this much in half an hour. Unfortunately we had to save these loaves for lunches.

If a Picture Paints a Thousand Words

2011-05-09T11:29:00.000-06:00

As a quick explanation I will be posting pictures with every new post. I kind of have this thing where I will take a picture everyday to document my life and to improve my photography so hopefully I will have a picture a day up here and at least a small post with it. Wish me luck.

Every Girl Want's a Man With a Farmer Tan

2011-05-09T10:26:00.000-06:00

Well it has been a while so I figured it is about time I put in another post. What good is a blog if I don't actually use it?

Last Saturday was the first Saturday of the year that was nice and sunny and in my family that can only mean.... WORK! I got up and the first thing I did was put on some jeans and a t-shirt, laced up my boots went outside and got on the lawnower. Our house sits on 2.5 acres of land so we have quite a bit to take care of. The back half acre or so is where we used to have our horses but now it was basically just weeds. In the last couple of years we have been getting manure from our neighbors horses and have been spreading it back there so this Saturday my dad rented a roto-tiller to prepare the soil for a huge garden. I was mowing down the huge weeds and my dad would come behind tilling it. I know I may be weird but I like mowing the lawn and doing work outside so this was great!

When mowing was done a couple of my brothers and I started digging out the grass and weeds that had grown in a pit we dug out to put in a playset and sand. This dirt was ridiculously hard! I would jump on the shovel and it would barely go in two inches in some places. We finally got it all cleared out and my dad brought the roto- tiller over to loosen up the dirt so we could level it out. After this was accomplished we had a break for lunch. Hallelujah and Amen! Lunch of course was my mom's homemade bread with the homemade strawberry freezer jam she had made a few days before. The best lunch you could ever have.

The rest of the day was then spent going back to the back part of our yard with the manure and digging trenches for watering the plants we were going to plant there. If you have ever been a landscaper, put in sprinklers or have just done some digging you know what trenching takes out of you. Like I said I actually do enjoy digging and working but this is where I started to feel like I was losing my drive. When that happens I get into this rythm of working so hard I forget to think and it was very good to hear my dad say we had done enough and it was time to get ready for Marshall's birthday.

Today I have the beginnings of a farmer tan and sore shoulders to remind me of the work we did. It was a great day! We got to work hard as a family, prepare a garden, we got to be outside all day long and had a great dinner and chocolate malt's, my favorite dessert, for Marshall's birthday. One of the best feeling in the world is being worn out knowing you had put in good hard work and improved some one's life. This time it was for my mom and dad and it feels good.

Mesquite Adventures

2011-01-26T01:21:00.001-07:00

Right now I am just going to recount this past weekend I have just experienced traveling to Mesquite with the Folk Dance team. We left at 3:00 PM on Friday and arrived in mesquite around 7:30 PM Nevada time. On the bus ride up we got to know John Wood (our tour manager) a little better which was fun. He taught us a song about a turtle named Tiny Tim who swam in a tub full of bubbles and at the end of the song the bubbles all popped and we had to throw our head back and laugh. Apparently his little boy loves the song and would always throw his head back so we had to do the same as well, I look forward to really learn the song so I can sing along. Then everytime we got on the bus he had to tell his joke about the horse in a bar, it is not really funny but because it is tradition we laugh anyway.

Ashlee and I were put in charge of putting together the fireside we will be doing on midsemester tour at the end of February but we also need a couple of songs for Sacrament next week. Since we don't really have time to practice the songs during class we tried to get some rehearsal time in on the bus. Very ineficient method! With everyone was seated on the bus and just the nature of a team traveling together it was hard to keep everyone focused. We did become familiar with the song but were unable to really work on parts and making it sound good. We had some time at the venue in mesquite where we had a piano and we got together and practiced. I really like the song but I am a little nervous about making us dancers, who the majority are non-singers, sound good.

Friday night we seperated to our respective sleeping situations. Originally I was supposed to sleep in the hotel with the majority of the boys but I wanted to be with a host family and Mike wanted to be in the hotel so we got permission to switch spots. So I got to stay with the Crowther's. I was so glad to be there. Reed and I talked with them about their kids, horses, cars, family adventures and even a little history about Mesquite. We were hoping that we would get to ride the horses but alas it never happened. However, Saturday morning Bro. Crowther drove us to the high school in his '51, green, Chevy. It was awesome. I think my major is really taking affect in my life now. As we were talking to Bro. Crowther Reed was interested in the cars while I was more interested to hear how he recreated with his family. It was kind of fun.

We then made sure everything was set up for the show and had a few sectionals throughout the day. A couple of hours before our show started we went to a ranch and had dinner at a mess hall kind of place. The barbecue we had was AMAZING but the best part about dinner was the people I got to be with. As we are walking up to the building I see through the window Sis. Reber! Her and her husaband were my district leaders last Summer in Nauvoo and was definitely one of my favorites. Of course I went up and talked with her, gave her several big hugs, and even shed a tear. There were also 2 boys and 2 girls there that were fun to play with. Does it say something about my maturity level when I am more comfortable with 7 to 12 yr olds than my peers?

After our show we got all cleaned up and loaded the truck to go home that night. Our original plan was to drive straight through the night and get back to Provo aroun three in the morning on Sunday. Well as plans usually do it didn't go as planned. Our bus driver came an hour late and so we contemplated finding a hotel anyway but then the 45 min that it took to drive to St. George we realized that there was something wrong with our bus driver. He was swerving and weaving in and out of lanes. We stopped at the Port of Entry in Utah and the Highway Patrolmen found an empty bottle of Oxycodone that had been filled the day before. It ended up that he was cuffed and taken away and we were shuttled from the port of entry to a hotel in St. George.

We were at the hotel until noon when the alternate bus driver was available. Since we were all going to miss every ward time Jared (the banjo player) and I suggested that we have a devotional. Of course since I brought it up to Ed and John I was asked to put it together and Ed told me to find a girl to do it with. I was able to rope Ashlee into working with me and we put together a lesson on preparing the way for the Lord through service (mostly Ashlee's idea). I think the lesson turned out alright and we all made it back home safely albeit 14 hours later than we planned. We had a great adventure to kick off our touring season.

First Post

2011-01-25T13:29:00.001-07:00

It seems like there are a lot of people out there who start a blog because they want to improve themselves in some way. This is actually why I am also now starting a blog. One of my greatest weakness academically is writing so I figured that having a low risk, non-committal blog could help me out here. I can come and just put down my thoughts without having to worry about it getting graded and learn better organziation and how to put cohesive thoughts together.

I also really need some kind of journal. With a blog I figure I can come and just randomly say what has happened in my life and what is going on in my life. That way I will have some kind of record even if it is sporadic and second rate to an actual handwritten journal it is something. Right now I am on the touring team for Folk Dance at BYU and I figured I would be experiencing all kinds of adventures there so this wold be a great place to record them.

I now need to go and study for a little test I have coming up so I will end here. I will come back and write a legitimate post later but for now I needed to get something written down so I would feel more commited.