Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Being Asiala

I realize I haven't bragged about my family in a little while :)

Recently (last weekend, to be exact) my beautiful older cousin got married to my NEW older cousin (in law) in what I believe is safe to say was the BEST PARTY I have ever attended.

Going to this event and seeing my all of my cousins, uncles, aunts, etc. got me thinking about the Finnish heritage that we share, connected by our very un-American sounding last name (which gets butchered by people who don't know us). For the record, it is pronounced exactly how it looks Ah-see-ah-lah (all long aaaahhhh sounds). Every time I register this name on a poster or manuscript for publication I have terrible split second lucid nightmares of future research psychologists referring to me as Ash-i-luh, or worse.

So what makes the Asialas cool??

1) Our Cultural Roots: We are from Finland.

The land of epic poems! (I'll get to that) and Salmon for breakfast.


Above is the beautiful Finnish wilderness that I'm sort of shocked any of my great great's wanted to leave. But that brings us to the number two reason Asiala's are awesome...

2) Our Resilience: we moved to the United States under false pretenses and made the best of it!

Thats right, the individuals that came before us and were responsible for binding us together as a family moved to Kaleva, Michigan as immigrants, uprooting everything they knew to live in a village established by a few other former Finnish citizens like them. The village of Kaleva was established around 1900 (approximately 17 years before Finland claimed independence from Russia).

Where do the false pretenses come in? Well, the land that makes up quite a bit of Northern Michigan, (especially where Kaleva lies) is made of sand, and at the time, clear cut forests. Essentially, those who lived in Kaleva in the early to mid 20th century had to deal with sandy soil, stump land, and acres and acres of flooded plains and swamps. Due, however, to the resiliency of the Finnish/Asiala spirit (but I might be biased), those farms still managed to produced a livelihood the supported the foundations of the family we have today.
And speaking of said family farm...


We still have it! Note: this is NOT the original farmhouse (this is a mansion compared to the original one room log cabin). However, this is the original land -- 100% Asiala roots.

3) We tell a really good story.

Perhaps you're wondering where a name like Kaleva comes from. Like any other culture of the wold, Finland has it's own cultural patrimony that has been handed down in one way or another throughout generations, one of the most important being The Kalevala -- an epic poem comprised of elements of Finnish folklore passed down over many years. It has been noted as one of the most important and significant works of literature in Finnish history (which is high praise coming from a country with a 99% literacy rate). "Kalevala" translates directly to "The Land of Kaleva"and is a work that is noted to be directly related to the development of Finland's national identity and eventual emancipation from the Tzar. Needless to say, it's reasonable to assume that a work like The Kalevala was influential on the people who sought a new life in America in the years leading up to Finland's independence.

The Kalevala is like other important epics. It has a collection of creation mythology, there is an element of magic and mystery, it involves characters who go on quests and endeavors, fall in love, learn skills, etcetera etcetera. And like many written epics, it impacted a nation, and inspired those who chose to plant their seeds in a new place (hoping against hope the sand and grasshopper population would allow them to grow).

And we still let a good story inspire us.


Here is my cousin Olivia, telling us about her sister Celia (the bride) and Jim (the newest member of our family).

And here we are sharing stories about two other very important Asialas


So not to brag...but my family is the coolest family there is.

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Apple has all of my love.

It's about that time, and finals are upon us once again. As you can see, that doesn't stop me from updating my blog.

I realize that it's been a while. I've had a ridiculous amount of research-related work to do (and mistakes to fix -- yikes)...and it the moments that I'm not working my little first year butt off, I've been heading back to the mitten to celebrate my cousin's upcoming wedding, and spending some quality time with the family, good friends, and boyfriend.

I have several milestone moments to share with you once finals are over and grades are in, but I have a moment to share one now...so here it goes.

The milestone moment for this post is: My First Tech-Related Full Scale Panic Attack.


When my sister and I were in middle school and high school, my Mom used to walk past the door of our home office and yell "SAVE!" to remind us to save whatever we were working on. While a little annoying after a few years, it DID jump start my obsessive habit of saving every document as soon as I open it. However, all the saving in the world won't help you in the face of a hard drive crash.

When I started grad school, I knew it was going to be important to back up important data somewhere else. Thus, most of my important files are actually saved several places. However, in order for this to be effective, you need to be doing this regularly...and someone got kind of busy, and well...forgot.

So yesterday when my hard drive crashed, I had a small conniption fit. Luckily, the IMPORTANT stuff was saved (to the cloud, to email, to external hard drive, you name it)...but the little things -- my outline for my cognitive psych midterm? My latest picture uploads? Potentially gone. Not to mention all my software and saved personal settings (what the hell was my Skype password again??)

Enter the Mac store.



When I showed up for my genius bar appointment, I found that despite whatever repair needed to happen, I wasn't going to have to pay anything. Which on my stipend was excellent news. The bad news was that the hard drive was done for. Had I really just lost everything not consciously backed up?

Nope. While in the back, the "genius" I was working with found one of my documents that I desperately needed, and transferred it over to the new hard drive for me! On top of that, the screen was cleaned and dust removed from the keyboard. Long story short, I lost a couple of things, but all of the crucial things are back in business and running perfectly.

So..I've learned two lessons this week.

1. Back up everything all the time. ALL THE TIME. And don't get lazy and forget to do it for a week.
2. Buy Apple products because even though they fail sometimes, the people at the Apple store will do everything they can to help solve your problems.

I'm spending some quality time this morning working on backing up my files again, and organizing everything back into better organized folders, and reinstalling all of my software.

BACK UP YOUR FILES.