Becoming Hawaiian (Janey-my letter I put in the bark)

I feel like I am making my ancestors proud. On both sides of my family, my ancestors seemed to have an extra love for Hawaii and their culture and traditions.

In the Winder family, Great-Grandpa (or “Gramp’s” as I think they called him) loved Hawaii. My mother was just slightly spoiled and was taken there a number of times as a teenager. Carrying on the tradition, Grandpa Ned took his posterity there long ago when they were young.

I feel like my love for Hawaii comes even stronger on the Bassett (specifically Remington) side of the family. Great Grandpa Remington died doing something he had always dreamed of doing- catching a Marlin in Hawaii. I could just feel Great Grandma Remington’s love for Hawaii; I can almost hear her singing some Hawaiian lullaby. In fact, I think it would be safe to say that she taught me the “Hukilau.” When I graduated from Highschool, Grandma Bassett bought me a lei and as she placed it around my neck she said, “this is from Grandma Remington, she loved Hawaii and would have wanted you to have one of these.” And of course Grandma Bassett showed her Hawaiian pride by making the Ukulele a part of every sing-a-long.

Well, I was lucky enough to marry into a part Hawaiian family, and this past week I was FULLY introduced into the culture…and I loved every minute of it!

Warner’s grandpa on his Mom’s side (we called him Papa) passed away a few weeks ago near Seattle, WA. All of Warner’s family were able to go up to be there with that side of the family and to be there for the funeral. Although I was able to meet Papa and Tutu one time before, it was very brief, Papa was very sick, and Warner and I had just started dating (thus the whole experience was kind of a “deer in headlights” kind of thing.) I gained a whole new appreciation and love for this lady and Warner’s family.

Our 3 days with Tutu and a few of Warner’s aunts and uncles was filled with TONS of laughter (Hawaiian women can laugh), yummy Hawaiin food (no pig over a fire though….hopefully someday), and lots of singing and dancing. Warner’s siblings kept coming up to me and saying “you are going to get fully introduced into Hawaiian culture this week,” and they would say it to me as if they weren’t sure if I could handle it. What they didn’t know, was that it was only slightly different than hanging out at Grandma Bassett’s house. Grandma B is almost a Hawaiian herself!

A few of the highlights of the weekend:

· Seeing Warner’s mom with her two sisters and Tutu laughing about anything and everything!

· Listening/singing (more listening for me as I don’t know how to speak Hawaiian) to beautiful Hawaiian songs

· Hearing Warner and his sibling’s do a beautiful job singing “White Sandy Beach” by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole (ya know…the big fat Hawaiian guy with a beautiful voice) at the funeral.

· Wearing a Muumuu to the funeral. It’s Hawaiian tradition for women to wear Muummuu’s and men to wear an Aloha shirt. I used a Muumuu that my mom had bought in Hawaii when she was a teenager. It had some crazy bright colors going on, but all of Warner’s aunts complemented me on it and thought it was beautiful.

· Warner’s Aunts who were absolutely hilarious (Rosey, I told someone in Warner’s family that I wish so much you could have been there to just watch them with me….you would have gotten such a kick out of everything)

· Holding Tutu’s hand while Warner gave the family prayer before the funeral started. I don’t know how I was the lucky one who got to sit by Tutu and hold her hand, but it was something I won’t forget! I felt so special and singled out.

· The YUMMY Hawaiian food that Warner’s brother prepared.

· Seeing Tutu (who is an 87 year old thin little woman) stand up and sing and do the hula (this lady can still move! You would never guess she was that old)

· Have I mentioned Warner’s aunts? They were hilarious! Not only did they get up and sing, but these ladies DANCED too! When they were singing, it reminded me a lot of how my Bassett Auntey’s love to sing!

· When we were saying goodbye to Tutu before we came home, she gave each of the great grandkids a peacock feather. It was Grandma Bassett all over again and I loved it.

So you see, I was practically raised Hawaiian and have topped it all off by marrying a Hawaiian! Tutu is half Hawaiian and half Korean. She is an amazing lady and I hope we can carry on some of those Hawaiian traditions. I need to start learning those Hawaiian songs and getting a little spring to my dance step. I really feel like I gained a new love for family, culture, and traditions!

Hopefully I’ll get pictures out soon. My camera died the first day and I kept forgetting to get it charged!

Love,

Janey

Sorry by Stef

I have to confess when I read the Bawb on my phone if I am in your post and accidentally push anything my only way out is to hit save which then boosts that post to the top!! Sorry that's why Rosey and kristi's posts are at the top again sorry!!

Copout

I finally posted on my blog, and I am being lazy and just copying. It would have been more personal if I would have typed it up here. Oh well : )

I keep thinking about funny things that happen and wish I could blog about them but don't do so because, well...it's been half a year since I posted, it just didn't seem right to jump in and pretend like that awkward six month silence didn't happen.

Anywho (casually ignoring the six month silence). . . so the other day I went to IKEA. I was parked in the loading zone, because I was just running in for a sec. When I was done I got back in my van and was messing around on my phone for a bit before leaving. I looked up and saw a man approaching my car with his hand up in the air, in a friendly, "hey wait up lady, you dropped something" kind of way. He got closer and then tapped on the door. So I unlocked it, expecting him to hand over my purse, or receipt or something. Instead he picked up the mail that was sitting on my front seat and started riffling through it. It was then that I cautiously extended my hand to protect my purse, assuming that he was going to grab it and run. After he flipped through a bunch of my mail he looked up at me, and jumped about a mile high. Then he shut the door. Opened it again and said, "sorry, wrong car". And then went and hopped in to the dark grey Sienna parked right next to me. And then I laughed and laughed. It was a nervous laugh though because I really thought I was toast when he started going through my stuff.

We took a spontaneous trip to Disneyland a few weeks ago. It seemed like the right thing to do. You know with Blaine so busy in school, and our income of nothing, why not? No really, it was good. Except the part where everyone else in the entire world decided to go to DL at the same time. In February. And also the part where Ivy had just gotten potty trained the week before. Well, at least now I can cross off "visit every public restroom from Lehi to Anaheim" off of my bucket list (not fun folks, *shudder*).

We kept it a surprise from the kids, which kind of got tricky once my parents started loading their suitcases in to our car. "Oh yeah kids...Grandma and Grandpa are coming with us to pick up dad and take him to dinner...and then they brought their stuff in case they decide they want to sleepover or something". After we picked up Blaine from school and headed off "to dinner" at Wendy's. In Nephi (just where you should take your kids and husband and grandparents for a night out on the town), we decided to tell the kids. It was fun. We got video, I should post it but then I might lose my steam and never post this :). Gwen didn't believe us (because actually we often announce to the kids that we are going to Disneyland, and then tell them we are kidding...which now all of the sudden seems kind of rude). When it sank in that we were actually going she was on top of the freaking world! So happy! (side note: she's being bullied at school, and we were both so excited that she didn't have to go for a whole week! Much needed break from tears and drama). Bentley, upon realizing that we were serious, burst in to tears. Apparently he has a phobia of people in costume and the thought of seeing the characters was just too much (who knew?). Ivy... announced that she had to go potty for the first of ten trillion times throughout the course of the drive.

[NOTE: Hey, I found the video on this computer! But, it is uploading and currently says it will take 800 minutes to upload...and I have episodes of 30 Rock to watch, so I just want to post this, but hopefully I can update and insert the video in here in about 801 minutes]

But on to the funny story! So one night we were staying at the park pretty late. We got dinner at the pizza planet place (rip off alert!). As we were eating, Gwen finished and was laying on the bench and fell asleep. When we were all done she looked so darn cute asleep there that I took her picture. Then we picked her up to go. Ivy, not to be outdone, then laid on the bench and pretended to sleep so we would take her picture. Such a ham. We laughed and took her picture. Meanwhile Gwen had kind of woken up and in a state of somewhat delirium didn't want to be outdone. So she laid back on the bench with a dreamy little smile.

*While all of this was taking place there was a nice guy sitting at the table next to us, smiling and enjoying his dinner*

We laughed and told her it was time to go. Then she inched along the long bench toward the guy sitting at the table next to us. We giggled, "Gwen, come on let's go". Which is when she lifted her head, put it on the guy's lap and wrapped her arm around his leg. Oh my gosh, I was dying! I kept saying "Gwen, Gwen, open your eyes, we have to go". Nope, she wouldn't have it. So there she was, cuddling with some complete stranger. He was so funny too. I could tell he was pretty worried about the situation. You should have seen his face. Finally after a painful two minutes or so I was like "Gwen, DUDE, that is NOT GRANDPA!" Her eyes shot open, and she looked up at the guy, and practically ran to the nearest exit. Oh man, the words don't describe it but I'll put it this way...I will never complain about the price of that pizza (which ironically is all that I did during the meal) because that memory is so worth it.

What a good sport that guy was!

Well that about sums it up, but just to glaze over a few more quick points (for posterity)!

* Blaine is rocking law school! It was scary to decide to go back to school, to quit a perfectly wonderful job in the rocky economy, but seeing Blaine learn and grow and just...THRIVE has been awesome. I can only hope that sometime I find something that I am just as passionate about and excellent at. In fact right now he is taking a shower and I can hear him reciting his oral argument for the moot court competition tomorrow. I love it! He is seriously amazing and I would have spent the rest of my life kicking myself if we hadn't taken this opportunity!

* I'm doing the 30 day shred. Today was day 5 and I wanted to die. Since I don't work out on Sundays I get to do the workout twice on Saturdays (morning and night), so that will be really fun tomorrow. Blerg!

*Gwen loves reading. She reads for hours a day. I love it! She is still struggling at her new school. (We changed from the Charter to the local school which has turned out to be one of the worst decisions ever! Oh hindsight...sigh....), but she has made a couple of friends so that has helped. She is growing so much and she will be as tall as I am soon. Craziness.

*Bentley and I are both pretty sad that he doesn't get to start kindergarten this year. Boo! He finds it hard to be motivated to do anything besides watch shows or play electronics. Which drives me crazy. I try, oh how I try! Puzzles! Games! Bubbles! Parks! In fact one time I told him since he wanted to watch shows all day and never played with his toys I was going to give all of his toys away to his friends. A few weeks later I told him that one of his friends was coming over and he got all excited and said, "Is he coming so we can give him all of my toys so I can watch shows all day?!?" So, needless to say, I am on a quest to find something that the boy will love that doesn't involve electronics. Any ideas?

*Ivy is insane. I feel like that is all I can say about her ever, but seriously...where did she come from? She is a ball of crazy energy. Take for example the three nights in a row that we left Disneyland at 11PM and she hopped (not walked, not got pushed in a stroller) all the way from the Disneyland castle to our shuttle stop, which was like half a mile away. Then as everyone on the shuttle was in zombie mode Ivy was chattering away about Disneyland and how much she loved it. She's bossy, she's stubborn, she's spoiled as can be...but man I love her!

Okay well, I think we're good now. Hopefully I will find the motivation to write once in a while. Because I miss it. A lot. The end.

Look below (Rosey)

Just thought I would point out that my post is under Stefs, even though I wrote it later ... Not sure why, but thought I would let y'all know.

Nancy is my Hero! (mom)

Dear Family,

As far as I am concerned, there is only one reason the Lord created snakes. That is to have someone to compare Satan with. (see D&C 76:28 . . . for we behold Satan, that old serpent, even the devil. . .). As you all know, I really, really hate those reptiles. I don't even like to type the word, that is how much I hate them. So here is my story. On Monday morning this week as I was heading out to run and saw how many weeds had popped up along my front garden strip with the warm, sunny weather we have been having, I decided to do a quick weeding. Besides, I thought to myself, it's early March, I don't even have to worry about sssss. So there I am, happily wacking away at those healthy weeds and I spot, stretched out along the base of the foundation, behind the tiny bushes, below my bedroom window, basically on the other side of the wall where I kneel for prayer each night, a ssssss! I am so proud of myself. I didn't run. I didn't scream. Course he wasn't moving and that helped. (I just want to point out I am making progress with this fear.) I just froze. I just stood there. And then I got mad. Why does this stupid thing have to ruin my day? Just then, Nancy pulled in the circle in her car. I called her over. Now just so you know, as sisters we all hate ssss but Karen hates them the very worst and then me and then Nancy is down there. (not sure about Aunt Janet. Rosey you will have to ask Jill about that). So Nanc bravely, knowing the answer, asked if I wanted it killed and I said yes and that I would take the killing sin upon my head. So she got a shovel and I stood waaay back and watched. (It's part of my therapy.) Then I opened the gate and she took it far, far out into the ditch half way through the fields. At that point i was hoping any other sssss somehow could see what happened when they ventured into our yard and that they were spreading the news and getting the heck out of there. But the point of the story is: What a friend, what a hero that Nanc is. I love her. And she was even running late for her massage!

So that being a low point in my week, a high point was this morning getting a call from Kristi inviting me to meet them at Tracy Aviary in an hour where it only cost us a dollar to see all those pretty birds. Thanks guys. And she had yummy, healthy treats, too. I love that you would think of me.

Or another highlight was having Blaine call last night, having just finished his oral argument, to tell me all about it and just visit and explain the whole judicial system to me. I'm proud of you Blaine for all your accomplishments.

And another highlight this week was coming home from visiting teaching (where I received a really nice thank you from a sister I visit) and finding the table all set and the sweetest note from Max on my nightstand. He is a good boy! And it was fun having you all to dinner and then heading up to BSS at Bruce and Jeannie's. Thanks everyone. We missed dad and Nick and Stef and gang.

Well I love you all. Got to run. All the Peru travelers leave Friday for the big trip. Saturday is st. Patrick's and it is just as well since I am pea green with envy for them! Dad gets home in 11 days.

Love, Mom

PS happy pi day

Family Update (Stef)

Hey guys,

I just got off the phone with my Mom a bit ago and wanted to update you all on my Dad and my Grandma and their cancer situations. First off, NO FUN, secondly, we still have a lot to be grateful for.

My Dad had a CT scan and as a result, they told him that they wanted to remove the entire prostate (sorry to post such sensitive info here). With that, their is a 50/50 chance that he will have to wear diapers (incontinence). That doesn't sound so fun, there are other negative effects that will most likely happen with that surgery too. Originally they told him that since it was such a small area that was affected, they could just plant radiation seeds, but the doc. has since changed his mind. They are going to get a second opinion and hope for a different outcome. Until then emotions are high so they could use some extra prayers.

My grandma is going in for a third surgery where they are going to remove the entire breast. I guess the doc just hasn't been able to get it. Emotions are high there too.

I am trying to be optimistic, but know that the outcomes are completely up to the Lord. As long as they both still have work to do, He will preserve their lives. I guess that's what I am trying to be optimistic for- that they both haven't finished their missions...

I had the saddest thing happen today. Bret was assigned the prayer in primary opening exercises. I told him I would help him and he was all smiles waiting for his turn. I was also in charge of sharing time so I ran to the library to get a picture of President Monson. Long story short, the librarian couldn't find one and I had waited there just one minute too long while he looked. I got into primary just in time to see Bret sobbing at the mic and Nick saying the prayer. I blew it as a mom. One minute earlier and he would have given a great prayer. Luckily he was able to calm down quickly and go sit with his class so I could do sharing time. He even went to class without crying and his teacher told us that he prayed in the class and did a great job. What a big boy even though I let him down. It still breaks my heart when I think about it!

Spring Break is this week and we just layed out our park, swim, and party plans!!! I don't have to teach dance or babysit this week, so it should be super fun. I hate to brag, but its going to be 72 all week!!!! :)

Also, Kyle got his neck brace off last week. It looks like his neck may be healing this time. He can finally drive again and I am sure he is enjoying his freedom again.

I am getting excited/ready for my big show to come.

Sorry for all the random tidbits, just one more and then I will be done.

Friday I was painting my fingernails and toenails outside while the boys played. Nick and I were going out that night so I wanted to do something fun like that. Bret asked me why I was painting my toenails. I told him that it was because I was going on a date with daddy that night. Then he asked "are you painting your fingernails for the same date?" I love how funny kids are. Yep, same date, same guy and all :)

Love you guys,

Stef

ps my dance studio is on a cruise this whole week and I am slightly jealous except for the fact that they are doing Ensenada/Catalina and I have already done that, so I am super pumped for our carribean!!!

Life in Sunny St. George (Nick)

A couple of years ago I was given several free passes to a local golf course. After sitting in the drawer for WAY too long, one of the passes finally got used today. And can I just say it was a great day to use it. I think our temperature might have even gotten into the high 60s. Besides golf, today I was able to help clean the house, play basketball with the boys, and catch up on the BAWB.

I love reading about all of your lives. As close as we all live to each other, sometimes I feel like I don't hardly know what's going on in your lives. I appreciate everyone redoubling their efforts to share special experiences or even just the monotonous day-to-day activities you do.

Stef and I have spent considerable time as of late discussing our plans for the future, particularly where and when to go to school, what to do for work, and when to buy a new car. The key elements to the conversation are: we own our home so it's a little tricky moving; I like my job, and have been given great opportunities but I certainly find myself wondering from time to time...what else is out there; we have money saved up for a descent car, but with grad school looming over our heads, is a car the best thing to spend money on; for school should we take on lots of debt but go to a good school, or minimize our debt but go to a less respected place; should we go somewhere to school or do a distance program; etc. etc. etc. I'm grateful to have Stef to talk with about all of these things. I'm also very grateful that we share similar life goals so as we talk about different things we can really keep each other in check as to whether or not it is getting us where we want to go. As of this minute, I think the plan will be to do an executive distance program (MHA) through the University of Minnesota. Tuition would be about $50k. We would live here and most of the schooling would be online. I would travel out to the campus 5 times throughout the 2 year program. It's a very respected MHA program. It would start in January. It could change at any time :)

One quick experience you all might enjoy: last week was our stake conference and this was one where we had an area authority there presiding. I went to the first session (the stake priesthood leadership) on Saturday afternoon where we first met Elder Doxey. I have a habit of going up after to talk to those individuals and try to make a connection. It usually doesn't take long if they are from the Salt Lake area. Almost without fail they all knew and loved Grandpa Winder. So, I went up to Elder Doxey and as I began talking with him he quickly responded...well we're basically cousins. It took me a minute to put my finger on why, but the synapses in my brain finally connected with the Doxey cabin up right next to the Layton cabin. His grandpa and great grandpa Layton (grandma Winder's dad) were business partners back in the day. Anyway, it's always fun to make a connection. The Saturday evening session was, as always, worth every cent we payed for the baby sitter. There were wonderful thoughts given and talks shared. For the Sunday session, I was singing in the Stake Choir and the choir stayed on the stand for the entire session. There was no way I could leave Stef alone with the boys for the entire session, so they reserved a couple benches near the front for those in the choir with young families (the only other family using the benches were Steph and Jan Miller (Stott)). Anyway, so we were near the front. I believe this tradition has worn away in lots of stakes, but it hasn't ours, and that is the calling of individuals out of the audience to share testimony. Last stake conference, of the 3 people called out, Stef was one of them. Well, this conference, of the 3 people called up, I was one of them. I was nervous but had honestly been giving some thought to what I would say in the event that they called me up so I would be prepared. Bore my testimony of scripture study (the topic of the conference) and shared the quote we were raised on as kids by Heber J. Grant: "That which we persist in doing, becomes easier to do. Not that the nature of the thing has changed, but our ability to do it has increased". I felt like the spirit helped me quickly put some thoughts together and I felt like I must have been at least somewhat in tune when Elder Doxey, later in his talk, referred back to my testimony I shared.

I sure love you all. Carry on, Carry on!

Nick

What is it? (mom)

Dear Family,

So what is it about cleaning the wood floor that is so undesirable? I am sitting here with all chairs turned upside down on the counter, the others on the carpet, and I am trying to find ANYTHING else to do but clean it. Remember the lip sync video Rosey made? And the Christmas one max and Caroline did? All were done when the chairs were upside down on the counter, waiting for this job to be done. Hmmm.

So dad left this morning for his 3 week trip to Asia. For the record, he goes to Japan, Korea, Philippians, Hong Kong, and New Zealand. It's quite a trip and he was quite nervous at 6 this morning as I kissed him goodbye curbside. What a guy! I love him so much and I miss him already. And frankly, I wish I could have gone with him. But the flights were over $6,000 and I couldn't find anyone to tend my baby. (kidding max)

We had a wonderful stake conference this past weekend. It just may be the last that dad plans and presides at since our Fall one is a broadcast and next March will be 9 years since dad was called and there could be a release with a visiting authority in charge. Dad gave such a wonderful talk about the Savior in the general session. I think he will send it out. We were so thankful to have Janey and Warner come join us. We appreciate their love and support (neither had lessons to teach). And max's, too. We had a nice dinner together afterwards, watched lots of home videos while Warner played Monopoly on my I-pad (who knew I had Monopoly) and then played some card games before going to family meeting at Matt and Aimee's. It was a wonderful Sabbath.

So one quick question. It's a cruise question so listen up. Many of you may have heard that our great flight deals were cancelled due to "seasonal discontinuance". We did get a full refund but can't find any great deals (part of the reason we were going out of Tampa was these $337 flights). The next best thing I have found is a delta flight that leaves at 6 am on Saturday morning. That means getting to the airport around 4 am and even worse is asking someone to drive you there at that hour. Or there is one that leaves at 12:50 am (yes, just past midnight on Friday) and you arrive in Tampa Saturday morning at 10 am. So any opinions on that? These are both priced at $433 which is the next best deal I have found. The crazy thing about these flights is how much they change every time I go out. I found a $433 one that left at 8:40 Saturday morning but there were only 2 left and 5 minutes later that was gone. ( yet the seat chart shows plenty of available seats). I think they are messing with us!

I would love your opinions.

Love, mom

REALLY living HUMBLE (Janey)

As you know (and I probably wrote at some point) I got laid off my job just a little over a month ago. It was pretty lame, but I knew if I trusted in the Lord, everything would work out. It's been tough to know what to do, where to apply, and who to talk to. But, I figured I would try not to stress about it too much and just do the best I could. Luckily I have been blessed to find a part time job that will get us through the next couple of months, and hopefully I'll be able to find something else part time to go along with it. I got a job in Canyons school district working as a "para-educator" (basically a teachers assistant) in a bunch of different headstart and preschool classrooms. Although this wasn't what I was dreaming for, I am excited. Think, I'll get to work with a bunch of kids Ben and Bret's age! Some of them will be special needs which will be good practice for if I ever do get to go to graduate school. That will last until the very beginning of June, and then school ends. However, I just got home from an "interview" (although it wasn't really an interview, it was more of a "they wanted to meet me") with a Pain Clinic in Orem. The Manager (Shelley) at the office I just got laid off used to work at this clinic and referred me there. They said Shelley spoke highly of me and recommended me. One of their Medical Assistants is having a baby at the end of August. They are thinking that she will end up leaving in July, so they would start training me in June. The girl I met with said we could wait until the middle of May to kind of see where things were at and if this was going to work out. If it did, that would be awesome! Then I wouldn't have to look for a job once this school job ends! We shall see.

A couple of things I have learned through this past month are:

-How to live frugally! There have been times in my life where I have had to live frugally, but I think this one tops them all! And, it totally STINKS! I don't feel like I am a big spender, but when you have to watch every little thing that you buy, it starts to get pretty old pretty fast. It's killing me that Ann Taylor LOFT is having some AMAZING sales....and.....I can't buy anything! And, all the new swimming suits just came out. I've had mine for a couple of years so I NEED a new one. However, of course these suits cost tons of money.....still working on how I am going to afford one. I've got to get one for the cruise though! It's a must. :) Anyway, good/hard lesson in learning how to not spend money except for on the essentials (like rent, food, and gas....ya know, the boring stuff.)

-Also on the topic of finances, I just finished this book called "Smart Couples Finish Rich" by David Bach. It's an AWESOME book! Again I learned how much living can cost, however, I learned how to invest money and that the younger you start saving for your retirement, the less money you will have to put into it. The biggest bummer is that all while I read this book, we don't have any money to put towards these things. Not to worry though...now we know what to do once we do start getting some money's. I would totally suggest that Rosey and even Max read this book. I will have to show you guys the charts that he has that show that the younger you start putting money into certain accounts, they WAY less money you will have to put into it in the long run.
Last Saturday Warner and I went down to BYU for an Alumni Financial Seminar. The had 4 different professors who talked about how to invest/what to do with money. We got to choose 2 classes. We went to a class about how to buy a house- some of it was a no brainer to me, other parts went right over my head. The other lecture we went to was Professor Kearl (who is an excellent speaker, but a SCARY teacher.) He did a fabulous job and his lecture kind of coincided with what I had been reading in my book. I loved that his main point was, right now you are young and so right now you get to be poor. It's just how life is. For some reason, he made living poor sound cool and the thing to do. So, pretty much Warner and I are pretty cool because we are pretty poor.
Gotta love these simple yet hard times in life. Although it kind of stinks, I'm so grateful for where we are at!
Love you all!
Jane
P.S. If anyone knows of any finance internships, Warner is in the market for one!