Final Post, Finally.

It's time, you guys. This post is way overdue, but like many a misguided TV show that ran too long, I just didn't know when to say "when." More Than This Provincial Life has been de facto done for many months now, but rather than going out with a bang, I let it go out with a...well, not quite a whimper, but something along those lines. I really enjoyed its run, and I hope you did too. Thank you all so much for reading and commenting. You have no idea how much your words of encouragement meant to me.

But now, on to the next adventure. For those of you who don't know, I got an internship with the California Condor Recovery Program. It's pretty much what I've always wanted to do, and I feel so honored and honestly baffled that someone is actually giving me the chance to. For the next four to six months, I will be trekking around the southern California wilderness, carrying cow carcasses to feeding sites (delightful!), observing condors from afar, and maybe even up close! I kind of can't wait, which is just as well, since I start tomorrow morning.  You guys, I'm going to be doing science!

I'll leave you with one last image, which should give you a pretty good idea of the quality of data I hope to be producing:

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This blog's title is a reference to a lyric from one of the songs in Beauty and the Beast, in which Belle yearns for "more than this provincial life." It seems only fitting to end with one more: 

"I want adventure in the great wide somewhere, I want it more than I can tell."

I couldn't have said it better myself. My adventure won't be glamorous, and it definitely won't be easy, but it will certainly make for some good stories. So have no fear, I'm already brainstorming ideas for a new blog. I promise to keep you posted.

Until then.

EMILIO!!!!!!

So, because Katie finally received this, her birthday present, in the mail, I feel compelled to share with you, the rest of my readers, the fruits of my labor, of which I am rather proud:

Yes, this is an inside joke, and not even one I share with Katie. Rather, bedazzled portraits of Emilio Estevez, in profile, circa various of his cinematic masterpieces, make frequent (and attractive!) appearances on the clothing of characters in Katie's and her sisters' novels.

I must say, I am rather proud of how this turned out.

What did you do on Halloween?

This particular incident really stuck with me apparently, because part of me still expects every mannequin and Halloween decoration to come to life just out of the corner of my eye. Also, I'm pretty sure I meant "It was only water"--"it" being the witches broo. I was not "only water with steam rising out of it", but rather I went as a harem dancer, which is really inappropriate when you think about it for like, a second. However, I had just discovered belly dancing and didn't know the difference. 

What did you do for Halloween?

I went to the door of the haunted house...

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What are you afraid of?

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I’m afraid of…

The dark scares me. I’m afraid of monsters and strangers to grab me and take me away. I’m scared to be alone outside at night. I’m afraid to be alone because I think someone will take me.

It's no trick...

...my Halloween treat to you, dear readers, is a batch of freshly-baked blog posts, courtesy of my 2nd grade self (and maybe a little from my 22-year-old self). More spooky stories to come--keep checking back tomorrow!