How would I describe my family?
The best word to describe my family is eclectic. The four people who live under my roof have a wide variety of interests and passions. We support one another (even when we don't love the activity or event). Others think our life looks pretty cool from the outside and we think the same from the inside view. Included in our puzzle of interests are: competitive shooting, Bluegrass music playing, small town adventuring, horseback riding, river floating, classy dining, beach lounging, road tripping, book reading, political debating, and on, and on, and on...
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
April 9... 2018 Writing Challenge
Have I recently disagreed or argued with anyone?
I disagree with others on a regular basis. I am TRYING to do so in a constructive manner when it matters and let it go when it does not. I HATE when things get out of hand and relationships are ruined because of harsh, hateful, unnecessary words.
With age comes wisdom, and I am learning that not every thing is worth arguing over! Whew...
I disagree with others on a regular basis. I am TRYING to do so in a constructive manner when it matters and let it go when it does not. I HATE when things get out of hand and relationships are ruined because of harsh, hateful, unnecessary words.
With age comes wisdom, and I am learning that not every thing is worth arguing over! Whew...
Sunday, April 8, 2018
April 8... 2018 Writing Challenge
Who were my favorite musicians when I was a teenager?
OHMYWORD!! What a wide open question... I will just list the ones I KNOW I loved... and you... well you just judge all you want.. I am not bothered... nor in need of your approval, sweet reader!
Conway Twitty
Randy Travis
Alabama
Prince
Guns and Roses
Aerosmith
Twisted Sister
Shelia E
Duran Duran
Michael Jackson
Dire Straits
Dexies Midnight Runners
Cyndi Lauper
Men At Work
Queen
Blondie
Kool and The Gang
Chicago
Darryl Hall and John Oates
Rick Springfield
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts
Survivor
Lionel Richie
John Cougar (Mellencamp)
Kiss
Poison
The Police
Billy Joel
Culture Club
Van Halen
Foreigner
Phil Collins
Wham
Billy Ocean
Madonna
Boston
Bon Jovi
Gregory Abbott
Luther Vandross
Huey Lewis and the News
Whitesnake
Lisa Lisa and the Cult Jam
Tiffany
Def Leopard
and UB40!!
I am sure I have left some out... no doubt!!!
OHMYWORD!! What a wide open question... I will just list the ones I KNOW I loved... and you... well you just judge all you want.. I am not bothered... nor in need of your approval, sweet reader!
Conway Twitty
Randy Travis
Alabama
Prince
Guns and Roses
Aerosmith
Twisted Sister
Shelia E
Duran Duran
Michael Jackson
Dire Straits
Dexies Midnight Runners
Cyndi Lauper
Men At Work
Queen
Blondie
Kool and The Gang
Chicago
Darryl Hall and John Oates
Rick Springfield
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts
Survivor
Lionel Richie
John Cougar (Mellencamp)
Kiss
Poison
The Police
Billy Joel
Culture Club
Van Halen
Foreigner
Phil Collins
Wham
Billy Ocean
Madonna
Boston
Bon Jovi
Gregory Abbott
Luther Vandross
Huey Lewis and the News
Whitesnake
Lisa Lisa and the Cult Jam
Tiffany
Def Leopard
and UB40!!
I am sure I have left some out... no doubt!!!
April 7 ... 2018 Writing Challenge
What makes me laugh out loud?
Really, goofy, stupid things make me laugh. I love that feeling of not being able to breathe and bursting out laughing again because you CANNOT hold it in.
A really good comedian will always make me laugh. The content has to be relatable and usually involves the mischief and ridiculousness of middle aged, menopausal women who really are trying to care but just can't seem to.
Sadly... really inappropriate, raunchy humor. Think.... American Pie, The Hangover and such... I KNOW... terrible!! Heehee!!😳
Really, goofy, stupid things make me laugh. I love that feeling of not being able to breathe and bursting out laughing again because you CANNOT hold it in.
A really good comedian will always make me laugh. The content has to be relatable and usually involves the mischief and ridiculousness of middle aged, menopausal women who really are trying to care but just can't seem to.
Sadly... really inappropriate, raunchy humor. Think.... American Pie, The Hangover and such... I KNOW... terrible!! Heehee!!😳
April 6... 2018 Writing Challenge
How did I go to school when I was little?
I rode to school with my mom. Since she taught at my elementary school, that was an easy answer. We lived less than two minutes from school so our commute was a short one.
SOMETIMES... when my mom was feeling really wild and crazy, I would walk home from school. The times were different and I am sure she knew she would quickly be joining me. The feeling of FREEDOM walking home alone was addictive. We lived in a neighborhood called Westwood Hills and the hill part was for real. There was NO WAY to get to our home without climbing a really big hill (read mountain for all my Piedmont friends). If I ever thought I would get into mischief in Home Alone fashion, I assure you climbing the hill to get home took all the vim and vinegar right out of this rebel child.
GOOD TIMES.. and I mean that!
I rode to school with my mom. Since she taught at my elementary school, that was an easy answer. We lived less than two minutes from school so our commute was a short one.
SOMETIMES... when my mom was feeling really wild and crazy, I would walk home from school. The times were different and I am sure she knew she would quickly be joining me. The feeling of FREEDOM walking home alone was addictive. We lived in a neighborhood called Westwood Hills and the hill part was for real. There was NO WAY to get to our home without climbing a really big hill (read mountain for all my Piedmont friends). If I ever thought I would get into mischief in Home Alone fashion, I assure you climbing the hill to get home took all the vim and vinegar right out of this rebel child.
GOOD TIMES.. and I mean that!
April 5... 2018 Writing Challenge
What makes my heart ache?
1- Being unable to take away the hurts of people I love most. It is heart breaking to watch them struggle through things that your magic hugs and kisses cannot possibly remove, fix, or erase. Oh.. the pain in this "tough old gal's" heart.
2- Children who are not treasured by ANYBODY!! Those kids that are literally thrown away. They have nobody to cheer them on, nurse their hurts, and convince them they can be anything they want to be. HEART. BREAKING.
3- People (at any age) who have given up. They have no HOPE, no JOY, and are wasting each day waiting to pass on. They believe (wrongly in my opinion) they have nothing left to give. Such a sad state of mind. I pray that my enthusiasm for life never leaves me. For this mundane, joyless lifestyle would surely break my heart.
1- Being unable to take away the hurts of people I love most. It is heart breaking to watch them struggle through things that your magic hugs and kisses cannot possibly remove, fix, or erase. Oh.. the pain in this "tough old gal's" heart.
2- Children who are not treasured by ANYBODY!! Those kids that are literally thrown away. They have nobody to cheer them on, nurse their hurts, and convince them they can be anything they want to be. HEART. BREAKING.
3- People (at any age) who have given up. They have no HOPE, no JOY, and are wasting each day waiting to pass on. They believe (wrongly in my opinion) they have nothing left to give. Such a sad state of mind. I pray that my enthusiasm for life never leaves me. For this mundane, joyless lifestyle would surely break my heart.
April 4... 2018 Writing Challenge
What did your family used to do on the weekends when you were younger?
Hmmm... I am pretty sure Saturday mornings were for cleaning. AFTER CARTOONS, of course!!
I don't recall having real set standards about what we did or where we went. I do recall usually getting to go out to eat on Sunday after church. Western Steer was a favorite because they had (the first I remember) CRAZY huge salad bar with pepperoni and cottage cheese.
CRAZY the things we remember and like to this day, huh?
Hmmm... I am pretty sure Saturday mornings were for cleaning. AFTER CARTOONS, of course!!
I don't recall having real set standards about what we did or where we went. I do recall usually getting to go out to eat on Sunday after church. Western Steer was a favorite because they had (the first I remember) CRAZY huge salad bar with pepperoni and cottage cheese.
CRAZY the things we remember and like to this day, huh?
April 3... 2018 Writing Challenge
Write about three friendships you've made online.
1- I am friends with people I do not actually know but who know my husband. We may have met once or twice a gazillion years ago. Funny thing.. I really like them and enjoy seeing their successes and management of the world around them.
2- Twitter people who LOVE to teach and LOVE kids.
3- A Facebook group of English teachers who are anything but curmudgeons! They have great ideas, share freely, and are honest about their challenges... my kind of people!!
1- I am friends with people I do not actually know but who know my husband. We may have met once or twice a gazillion years ago. Funny thing.. I really like them and enjoy seeing their successes and management of the world around them.
2- Twitter people who LOVE to teach and LOVE kids.
3- A Facebook group of English teachers who are anything but curmudgeons! They have great ideas, share freely, and are honest about their challenges... my kind of people!!
April 2... 2018 Writing Challenge
What are some things I've made recently?
I have MADE myself sit still and recover from surgery! THIS IS HARD FOR ME, PEOPLE!
My natural inclination is to be a do-er!! Doing things that make others happy, life easier, or sometimes just doing something.. ANYthing to avoid other undesirable tasks.
I have MADE two types of cookies. One Oatmeal Monster and one The World's Best Chocolate Chip Cookies. I THINK they both taste good. However, with dead taste buds, I cannot be certain.
I have MADE a list of things in my head I would like to do around my house. Not dedicating any of them to paper.... because that is a recipe for potential failure... and I am NOT about that life!
I have MADE memories with my boys and husband. I have gone (quietly all be it) with them over the past week to just get out of the house and BE with them. And spending time with those I made and the one who helped me is probably the MOST IMPORTANT thing I do.
I have MADE myself sit still and recover from surgery! THIS IS HARD FOR ME, PEOPLE!
My natural inclination is to be a do-er!! Doing things that make others happy, life easier, or sometimes just doing something.. ANYthing to avoid other undesirable tasks.
I have MADE two types of cookies. One Oatmeal Monster and one The World's Best Chocolate Chip Cookies. I THINK they both taste good. However, with dead taste buds, I cannot be certain.
I have MADE a list of things in my head I would like to do around my house. Not dedicating any of them to paper.... because that is a recipe for potential failure... and I am NOT about that life!
I have MADE memories with my boys and husband. I have gone (quietly all be it) with them over the past week to just get out of the house and BE with them. And spending time with those I made and the one who helped me is probably the MOST IMPORTANT thing I do.
Monday, April 2, 2018
April 1..... 2018 Writing Challenge
What are some things I have bought recently?
1- WAY too much stuff (medicine, popsicles, more medicine, ice packs, etc) to deal with this lovely little tonsillectomy I have been gifted with. I am spending ALL THE MONEY!! ALL OF IT.. this year as I am getting "healthy"???
2- Tshirts from a favorite duo that we love and Girl Scout Cookies.
3- Some new shoes... because maybe the tonsillectomy is making my feet shrink? My Danskos feel like boats on my feet?
WEIRDness abounds....at my happy home!
1- WAY too much stuff (medicine, popsicles, more medicine, ice packs, etc) to deal with this lovely little tonsillectomy I have been gifted with. I am spending ALL THE MONEY!! ALL OF IT.. this year as I am getting "healthy"???
2- Tshirts from a favorite duo that we love and Girl Scout Cookies.
3- Some new shoes... because maybe the tonsillectomy is making my feet shrink? My Danskos feel like boats on my feet?
WEIRDness abounds....at my happy home!
March 31... Writing Challenge 2018
Some Favorite Jokes..
I am not a great joke teller. My style is more like one liners and puns. My kids at school give me kind "har hars" but that is about it. I enjoy good jokes and have always laughed till my sides hurt when I go to comedy clubs.
I am not a great joke teller. My style is more like one liners and puns. My kids at school give me kind "har hars" but that is about it. I enjoy good jokes and have always laughed till my sides hurt when I go to comedy clubs.
Friday, March 30, 2018
March 30.. Writing Challenge 2018
A Childhood Memory...
Not so much childhood but during my youth phase, I had the opportunity to attend Camp Caswell on the North Carolina coast with First Baptist Church of North Wilkesboro. The theme for the week was The Gift Goes On and the lead minister was Reverend Lolly from Raleigh who delivered his messages from the point of view of Charlie Brown.
The week started with Christmas and was super festive and fun. The week took us through Christ’s life and teachings and was exhausting, crazy, wild and sleep deprived! It was awesome!
The last day the crucifixion was dramatically shown. It was the first time I had seen a scantily clad male walk down the aisle with blood dripping from stripes of a whip as he carried his own instrument of death. The music was somber and I was just heart broken. The final scenes played out and the worship center went dark. We were invited to go outside which was around three in the afternoon and the young man was hoisted into the air. I kid you not..the Sky went black and a torrential storm appeared from nowhere. We nosy, curious youth were looking for the gimic and stage theatrics and there were NONE.
The storm worsened and we were instructed to seek shelter quickly!
But... I honestly was unmovable. I just could not stand to leave this symbol of our Lord on the cross... it hurt my feelings and drove home just what his sacrifice meant for this lowly sinner. A true momenr where God spoke to us and we (busy, irresponsible, seemingly anything but serious youth) listened. And we were forever changed.
Not so much childhood but during my youth phase, I had the opportunity to attend Camp Caswell on the North Carolina coast with First Baptist Church of North Wilkesboro. The theme for the week was The Gift Goes On and the lead minister was Reverend Lolly from Raleigh who delivered his messages from the point of view of Charlie Brown.
The week started with Christmas and was super festive and fun. The week took us through Christ’s life and teachings and was exhausting, crazy, wild and sleep deprived! It was awesome!
The last day the crucifixion was dramatically shown. It was the first time I had seen a scantily clad male walk down the aisle with blood dripping from stripes of a whip as he carried his own instrument of death. The music was somber and I was just heart broken. The final scenes played out and the worship center went dark. We were invited to go outside which was around three in the afternoon and the young man was hoisted into the air. I kid you not..the Sky went black and a torrential storm appeared from nowhere. We nosy, curious youth were looking for the gimic and stage theatrics and there were NONE.
The storm worsened and we were instructed to seek shelter quickly!
But... I honestly was unmovable. I just could not stand to leave this symbol of our Lord on the cross... it hurt my feelings and drove home just what his sacrifice meant for this lowly sinner. A true momenr where God spoke to us and we (busy, irresponsible, seemingly anything but serious youth) listened. And we were forever changed.
March 27... Writing Challenge 2018
A Movie Character I Identify With..
Maria from the Sound of Music. I get her on so many levels. The constant attempt at balance of being sho she wants to be and who she is, the wild side, the silliness of her! Just so relateable. The song How Do Solve a Problem like Maria is likely my life mantra. And I? I am totally okay with it!
Maria from the Sound of Music. I get her on so many levels. The constant attempt at balance of being sho she wants to be and who she is, the wild side, the silliness of her! Just so relateable. The song How Do Solve a Problem like Maria is likely my life mantra. And I? I am totally okay with it!
March 28... Writing Challenge 2018
Ten Things I Love About Spring..
1- surprise warmth that wakes your free spirit.
2- the flowers, birds, and beauty.
3- excellent allergy medications.
4- energy that the world seems to exude.
5- anticipation of vegetables and fruits that summer will afford.
6- sweet little first time athletes who are adorably spastic.
7- knowing a long break is on the horizon for this hard working teacher.
8- Easter and all it means to me as a Christian.
9- deck time! After the pollen passes?
10- assurance that all things are cyclical and food will surely come again.
1- surprise warmth that wakes your free spirit.
2- the flowers, birds, and beauty.
3- excellent allergy medications.
4- energy that the world seems to exude.
5- anticipation of vegetables and fruits that summer will afford.
6- sweet little first time athletes who are adorably spastic.
7- knowing a long break is on the horizon for this hard working teacher.
8- Easter and all it means to me as a Christian.
9- deck time! After the pollen passes?
10- assurance that all things are cyclical and food will surely come again.
March 29... Writing Challenge 2018
Am I Patient?
In light of my recent tonsillectomy, the answer is a resounding NO!!
I am terribly impatient with myself and my limitations. I like to believe I AM patient with orptrrs, especially my kids at school....but they might disagree.
In light of my recent tonsillectomy, the answer is a resounding NO!!
I am terribly impatient with myself and my limitations. I like to believe I AM patient with orptrrs, especially my kids at school....but they might disagree.
Tuesday, March 27, 2018
March 26... Writing Challenge 2018
Something I Am Looking Forward To..
is Merlefest 2018! To many people, a huge "hippy music festival" might sound like torture. I get it. I really do. Lots of people, unpredictable temperatures, and exhaustion brought about by work that looks like all fun and games can be challenging.
But here is the thing.. at MERLEFEST, you get to just be! I mean really and sincerely JUST BE! Just be you! Just be true to yourself! Just be in the moment! Just be around! Just be allowed to tune in or tune out! Just be a free spirit! Just be a friendly, helpful person! Just be that person who shuts down negativity! Just be happy with the people around you....even if you will likely never see them again! Just be amazed by all you see! Just be lightened by the music and the magic of the mountains! Just be thankful for old friendships quickly rekindled and celebrated! Just be AMAZING! Just be reverent! Just be polite! Just be nice! Just be joyful!
I am so looking forward to this time. The fact I share it with my son, my mom, and my hometown which makes me repeatedly proud in the face of many challenges is bonus as Merlefest allows all who are willing to JUST BE!!!
is Merlefest 2018! To many people, a huge "hippy music festival" might sound like torture. I get it. I really do. Lots of people, unpredictable temperatures, and exhaustion brought about by work that looks like all fun and games can be challenging.
But here is the thing.. at MERLEFEST, you get to just be! I mean really and sincerely JUST BE! Just be you! Just be true to yourself! Just be in the moment! Just be around! Just be allowed to tune in or tune out! Just be a free spirit! Just be a friendly, helpful person! Just be that person who shuts down negativity! Just be happy with the people around you....even if you will likely never see them again! Just be amazed by all you see! Just be lightened by the music and the magic of the mountains! Just be thankful for old friendships quickly rekindled and celebrated! Just be AMAZING! Just be reverent! Just be polite! Just be nice! Just be joyful!
I am so looking forward to this time. The fact I share it with my son, my mom, and my hometown which makes me repeatedly proud in the face of many challenges is bonus as Merlefest allows all who are willing to JUST BE!!!
March 25... Writing Challenge 2018
Three Things I Learned Today..
WHILE RECOVERING FROM TONSIL SURGERY...
1- I am not patient. I am not a good patient. I do not exhibit patience with myself. I am not sure I even know the definition of patient.
2- My husband makes a wonderful homemade chicken and noodle soup. It satisfies this crazy tummy and soaks up all the ick associated with aforementioned surgery.
3- I have a new found empathy for people who are sick. I am rarely sick and am so very thankful for that gift. I will hopefully learn from this experience and be more supportive to those who suffer with illness whether temporarily or long term.
WHILE RECOVERING FROM TONSIL SURGERY...
1- I am not patient. I am not a good patient. I do not exhibit patience with myself. I am not sure I even know the definition of patient.
2- My husband makes a wonderful homemade chicken and noodle soup. It satisfies this crazy tummy and soaks up all the ick associated with aforementioned surgery.
3- I have a new found empathy for people who are sick. I am rarely sick and am so very thankful for that gift. I will hopefully learn from this experience and be more supportive to those who suffer with illness whether temporarily or long term.
Saturday, March 24, 2018
March 24... Writing Challenge 2018
What I Am Good At...
1. Tap dancing. I love it and am so fortunate to get to still practice a skill that brings me joy and challenges me.
2. Helping others find their voice and encouraging them to be true to themselves.
3. Teaching. Not always perfect...but I give my very best effort 99% of the time,
4. Cooking... a new skill acquired in the last ten years. I enjoy it and find myself being Marie adventureous with my food choices as a result.
5. Loving people right where they are and trying ALWAYS to see the best in them
1. Tap dancing. I love it and am so fortunate to get to still practice a skill that brings me joy and challenges me.
2. Helping others find their voice and encouraging them to be true to themselves.
3. Teaching. Not always perfect...but I give my very best effort 99% of the time,
4. Cooking... a new skill acquired in the last ten years. I enjoy it and find myself being Marie adventureous with my food choices as a result.
5. Loving people right where they are and trying ALWAYS to see the best in them
March 23... Writing Challenge 2018
Where I Most Want To Travel..
Is the United States. I have no desire for Hawaii but I am game for all others. I dream of wide open spaces that cause me to pause with their beauty. Most importantly, I want to share these adventures with others who get it.
Easy, right?
Is the United States. I have no desire for Hawaii but I am game for all others. I dream of wide open spaces that cause me to pause with their beauty. Most importantly, I want to share these adventures with others who get it.
Easy, right?
March 22... Writing Challenge 2018
Five Books Everyone Should Read...
1. The Bible
2. Are you There God? It’s Me Margaret.
3. Leo the Latebloomer
4. The Giving Tree
And 5. Anything that challenges your mind or brings you joy!
1. The Bible
2. Are you There God? It’s Me Margaret.
3. Leo the Latebloomer
4. The Giving Tree
And 5. Anything that challenges your mind or brings you joy!
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
March 21... Writing Challenge 2018
An Idea That Seems Great, But Actually Isn't...
is fat free cheese. I know...what could be wrong with taking steps to better your health and reduce your fat intake. But friends, I must ask you...have you ever tasted this stuff? Gross!! It won’t even melt in the microwave or on a grilled cheese sandwich. It’s like colored plastic slices of who knows what? Life is too short. Eat the real cheese.....please?
is fat free cheese. I know...what could be wrong with taking steps to better your health and reduce your fat intake. But friends, I must ask you...have you ever tasted this stuff? Gross!! It won’t even melt in the microwave or on a grilled cheese sandwich. It’s like colored plastic slices of who knows what? Life is too short. Eat the real cheese.....please?
Tuesday, March 20, 2018
March 20... Writing Challenge 2018
The Most Important Thing In Life..
is to feel comfortable within your own skin. I think very little can be done and done well if this element is not present.
When you are comfortable within, you can:
agree to disagree and be okay with it;
see your flaws and not be offended when others do the same;
laugh out loud and not care who hears;
dance shamelessly and with abandon;
pray to the God of your choosing and not be led astray by others who don't understand your faith;
readily admit you don't know everything and commit to becoming a lifelong learner;
love deeply without fear;
grieve openly;
celebrate successes of your own and of others;
be silly, sassy, and sensational... all at the same time;
and sleep well each night you have given your best.
is to feel comfortable within your own skin. I think very little can be done and done well if this element is not present.
When you are comfortable within, you can:
agree to disagree and be okay with it;
see your flaws and not be offended when others do the same;
laugh out loud and not care who hears;
dance shamelessly and with abandon;
pray to the God of your choosing and not be led astray by others who don't understand your faith;
readily admit you don't know everything and commit to becoming a lifelong learner;
love deeply without fear;
grieve openly;
celebrate successes of your own and of others;
be silly, sassy, and sensational... all at the same time;
and sleep well each night you have given your best.
Monday, March 19, 2018
March 19... Writing Challenge 2018
I regret...
not seeking help for my hormone issues much sooner.
I have spent the past several years on a downward spiral into a person I did not recognize as of January 2018. My husband was patient and would often ask "is it one of those days?" If I said yes, I received mercy and grace. More often his question would infuriate me and a tirade of anger would spew from my body in audible and inaudible ways.
I struggled with feeling joy and happiness. I found myself unable to name anything that made me happy... ever. After several moments of thought, I finally said "doing things that make others happy."
I hid behind "tiredness" as an excuse to not have to go out with my family and saw quickly their disappointment that sometimes was also relief that their unpredictable momma would not ruin their potential good time.
I went to my family doctor on two separate occasions and he assured me my numbers were normal. The last visit he sent me to an ENT to see about my tonsils and gave me facial gel for rosacea. I don't blame him (as women's issues are not his specialty) but WHAT ON EARTH did I say that led him to believe these issues were my main motivation for rare visits?
In January the daughter of a former colleague reached out to me on Social Media when she read one of my posts about the downside of aging. She encouraged me to visit her office and I can honestly say I instantly felt better. FINALLY someone was going to listen and might just even have a way to help this sad, lost human I was allowing to show through more often than not.
The hormone pellets I received have honestly saved me. They are slow release and I was amazed at how quickly my body reacted to treatment. I am more joyful and can handle stressors more similarly to the way I would have years ago. I am at peace and don't feel constantly stressed and anxiety ridden. There is more laughter and love in my world and for these things, I am truly grateful.
not seeking help for my hormone issues much sooner.
I have spent the past several years on a downward spiral into a person I did not recognize as of January 2018. My husband was patient and would often ask "is it one of those days?" If I said yes, I received mercy and grace. More often his question would infuriate me and a tirade of anger would spew from my body in audible and inaudible ways.
I struggled with feeling joy and happiness. I found myself unable to name anything that made me happy... ever. After several moments of thought, I finally said "doing things that make others happy."
I hid behind "tiredness" as an excuse to not have to go out with my family and saw quickly their disappointment that sometimes was also relief that their unpredictable momma would not ruin their potential good time.
I went to my family doctor on two separate occasions and he assured me my numbers were normal. The last visit he sent me to an ENT to see about my tonsils and gave me facial gel for rosacea. I don't blame him (as women's issues are not his specialty) but WHAT ON EARTH did I say that led him to believe these issues were my main motivation for rare visits?
In January the daughter of a former colleague reached out to me on Social Media when she read one of my posts about the downside of aging. She encouraged me to visit her office and I can honestly say I instantly felt better. FINALLY someone was going to listen and might just even have a way to help this sad, lost human I was allowing to show through more often than not.
The hormone pellets I received have honestly saved me. They are slow release and I was amazed at how quickly my body reacted to treatment. I am more joyful and can handle stressors more similarly to the way I would have years ago. I am at peace and don't feel constantly stressed and anxiety ridden. There is more laughter and love in my world and for these things, I am truly grateful.
March 18... Writing Challenge 2018
A Few Words Of Advice To Someone Younger...
Remember your roots. Whether they be family or folks that are like family, hold on to these people. They love you and will be there when the rest of the world walks away. If they do something you appreciate, tell them. This only encourages them to be there for you in bigger and better ways than you can ever imagine.
Use your wings. Get out in the great big world and see what is there. Say YES and live life with gusto. Never stop learning and always be kind whenever you can.
If you have to have conflict, address it head on. Don't candy coat things or try to hard to avoid the conflict. After naming it, be prepared to solve the discourse and seek win-win answers. EASIER said than done, but totally worth the effort you will put in.
Give yourself and those around you lots of grace and mercy. Forgive easily and learn from those painful situations. Listen and listen well to your own voice and those of others. Set goals and never stop evolving into an amazing human that is genuinely likable.
Remember your roots. Whether they be family or folks that are like family, hold on to these people. They love you and will be there when the rest of the world walks away. If they do something you appreciate, tell them. This only encourages them to be there for you in bigger and better ways than you can ever imagine.
Use your wings. Get out in the great big world and see what is there. Say YES and live life with gusto. Never stop learning and always be kind whenever you can.
If you have to have conflict, address it head on. Don't candy coat things or try to hard to avoid the conflict. After naming it, be prepared to solve the discourse and seek win-win answers. EASIER said than done, but totally worth the effort you will put in.
Give yourself and those around you lots of grace and mercy. Forgive easily and learn from those painful situations. Listen and listen well to your own voice and those of others. Set goals and never stop evolving into an amazing human that is genuinely likable.
March 17... Writing Challenge 2018
How I Would Describe Myself..
a work in progress. I am mostly sarcastic and others tell me I am funny. I am adventurous and always look for opportunities to see/do/ try something new. I am not a neat freak but do have a bit of OCD as I KNOW where things are. I love making others see their value and worth and seeing the spark when the really believe it. I am becoming more self-aware and advocating for my needs and desires without alienating others. I am a Christian who is really thankful for God's mercy as I seek his way to become exactly who he created me to be. I am flawed and fail often but really give my best effort most days.
a work in progress. I am mostly sarcastic and others tell me I am funny. I am adventurous and always look for opportunities to see/do/ try something new. I am not a neat freak but do have a bit of OCD as I KNOW where things are. I love making others see their value and worth and seeing the spark when the really believe it. I am becoming more self-aware and advocating for my needs and desires without alienating others. I am a Christian who is really thankful for God's mercy as I seek his way to become exactly who he created me to be. I am flawed and fail often but really give my best effort most days.
March 16... Writing Challenge 2018
What is the tone/music of your alarm clock?
I HATE THE ALARM!! Really, not even kidding, seriously HATE IT.
The sound is similar to the sound large trucks and equipment make as they back up.
It is LOUD and obnoxious and I hate it because it ends my often difficult to find sleep.
My husband is gifted with an internal clock and rarely has to have the clock to wake up. I am impressed and amazed with that ability. He PROBABLY hates my alarm clock as well. I am a world class alarm tag player so it goes off three times each morning. UGGGHHHHHH!!!!
One day, perhaps the alarm won't be necessary...but I don't see that happening any time too soon.
I HATE THE ALARM!! Really, not even kidding, seriously HATE IT.
The sound is similar to the sound large trucks and equipment make as they back up.
It is LOUD and obnoxious and I hate it because it ends my often difficult to find sleep.
My husband is gifted with an internal clock and rarely has to have the clock to wake up. I am impressed and amazed with that ability. He PROBABLY hates my alarm clock as well. I am a world class alarm tag player so it goes off three times each morning. UGGGHHHHHH!!!!
One day, perhaps the alarm won't be necessary...but I don't see that happening any time too soon.
March 15... Writing Challenge 2018
Three Small Steps Toward My Goal...
of losing weight.
1- stay on track with the low carb/ high protein eating choices.
2- get back into walking daily after I get my tonsils out.
3- celebrate small steps along the way and don't get too tied up in the numbers.
of losing weight.
1- stay on track with the low carb/ high protein eating choices.
2- get back into walking daily after I get my tonsils out.
3- celebrate small steps along the way and don't get too tied up in the numbers.
March 14... Writing Challenge 2018
A Goal I Am Working Toward Now..
is writing every day. I have failed lately and am doing many posts at one time on this particular day. I like it, I just sometimes lose track. Once I do that I seem to REALLY go off the track, like over a bridge, into raging waters below that require lifeguards and rafts to put me back on the right path.
I am also working on my Spanish skills. I recently sat in a conference where an interpreter had to explain EVERYthing about a young man we have educational concerns about. He is a sweet boy with lots of potential and I worried that translations might not focus on the fact that we wanted to help him. I have been using Dualingo and the app says I am 24% proficient. Stay tuned for further updates regarding this goal. I keep getting horse and onion wrong...
is writing every day. I have failed lately and am doing many posts at one time on this particular day. I like it, I just sometimes lose track. Once I do that I seem to REALLY go off the track, like over a bridge, into raging waters below that require lifeguards and rafts to put me back on the right path.
I am also working on my Spanish skills. I recently sat in a conference where an interpreter had to explain EVERYthing about a young man we have educational concerns about. He is a sweet boy with lots of potential and I worried that translations might not focus on the fact that we wanted to help him. I have been using Dualingo and the app says I am 24% proficient. Stay tuned for further updates regarding this goal. I keep getting horse and onion wrong...
March 13... Writing Challenge 2018
My Cheerleader Is...
almost always my mom. She loves to see me try new things and takes joy in my success. She will stop anything she is doing if I need her help or ask her to accompany me to some event. She knows when to push and also when to just listen. She gives her opinion with love and sometimes chooses not to so that I find my own solutions. She is the best and has earned her varsity letter in cheerleading for 48 years running.
almost always my mom. She loves to see me try new things and takes joy in my success. She will stop anything she is doing if I need her help or ask her to accompany me to some event. She knows when to push and also when to just listen. She gives her opinion with love and sometimes chooses not to so that I find my own solutions. She is the best and has earned her varsity letter in cheerleading for 48 years running.
March 12... Writing Challenge 2018
How I Focus...
HAHAHAHHAAAAA!! What a hilarious topic for this ADHD teacher.
But seriously,
when I really need to focus I find myself in quiet, dimly lit spaces. I need a little drink and perhaps a tiny snack (so I won't have that excuse to disturb my mojo). If I am reading something, I need a hard copy and a pen to annotate. I have to shut my eyes and envision what the end goal I am working on will look like. Sometimes, this requires task analysis to break the task down into doable sections. Or other times I have to set time limits to work and then take breaks. I work well under pressure and this difficulty focusing probably spawns my procrastination at the get go.
My kids at school often comment that "they make medicine for people like you, Mrs. Freeman". Touche' my dear loves, touche'!!
HAHAHAHHAAAAA!! What a hilarious topic for this ADHD teacher.
But seriously,
when I really need to focus I find myself in quiet, dimly lit spaces. I need a little drink and perhaps a tiny snack (so I won't have that excuse to disturb my mojo). If I am reading something, I need a hard copy and a pen to annotate. I have to shut my eyes and envision what the end goal I am working on will look like. Sometimes, this requires task analysis to break the task down into doable sections. Or other times I have to set time limits to work and then take breaks. I work well under pressure and this difficulty focusing probably spawns my procrastination at the get go.
My kids at school often comment that "they make medicine for people like you, Mrs. Freeman". Touche' my dear loves, touche'!!
March 11... Writing Challenge 2018
The Best Place To Be...
is outside on a warm spring or fall day.
When the temperature is just right.
With the gorgeous Carolina sun shining and a few wispy clouds dancing among the blue skies.
With no where in particular to be.
Alone or with others.
But not with too much noise.
With sounds of nature playing a concerto or symphony that only the wise can hear.
Where you breathe in new ideas, fresh outlooks, and positivity.
While exhaling the dank and nasty crud that sets up camp within.
is outside on a warm spring or fall day.
When the temperature is just right.
With the gorgeous Carolina sun shining and a few wispy clouds dancing among the blue skies.
With no where in particular to be.
Alone or with others.
But not with too much noise.
With sounds of nature playing a concerto or symphony that only the wise can hear.
Where you breathe in new ideas, fresh outlooks, and positivity.
While exhaling the dank and nasty crud that sets up camp within.
March 10... Writing Challenge 2018
Everyone Needs..
1- love. The kind of love that you KNOW deep in your heart and soul that a person is FOR you. Even when you've let them down, disappointed, or angered them, the kind of love that can not be taken away.
2- space. This includes mental and physical space to just BE who you are without ramifications or judgement or disdain. Space allows us to stretch outside of normal boundaries and explore possibilities within ourselves.
3- nourishment. Spiritual and physical nourishment are necessary for a fruitful life. Food can be filling or it can be fulfilling. Just like spiritual relationships.
4- peace. Some people don't believe this as they constantly seek to stir drama and negativity. BUT I SAY THIS... those without peace within, can never be the persons they were created to be. Peace does not mean absence of conflict, rather the ability to deal with it and be okay at the end of each day.
1- love. The kind of love that you KNOW deep in your heart and soul that a person is FOR you. Even when you've let them down, disappointed, or angered them, the kind of love that can not be taken away.
2- space. This includes mental and physical space to just BE who you are without ramifications or judgement or disdain. Space allows us to stretch outside of normal boundaries and explore possibilities within ourselves.
3- nourishment. Spiritual and physical nourishment are necessary for a fruitful life. Food can be filling or it can be fulfilling. Just like spiritual relationships.
4- peace. Some people don't believe this as they constantly seek to stir drama and negativity. BUT I SAY THIS... those without peace within, can never be the persons they were created to be. Peace does not mean absence of conflict, rather the ability to deal with it and be okay at the end of each day.
March 9... Writing Challenge 2018
The Thing That Makes Me Excited...
is the concept of possibility. I get super excited when something new or different is on the horizon. This is kind of hard to balance with a person who also resists change. Nevertheless, once acceptance moves in I can totally get pumped for new challenges.
is the concept of possibility. I get super excited when something new or different is on the horizon. This is kind of hard to balance with a person who also resists change. Nevertheless, once acceptance moves in I can totally get pumped for new challenges.
March 8... Writing Challenge 2018
What It Takes To Make A Friend...
1- a listening ear. Friends listen when others won't. They listen in love and try to nudge their friends to a safe, productive, joyful life.
2- remembering. Friends remember how things were and how you wish they would be. They give special care at celebrations and at sad times too.
3- common interests. NOT everything the exact same, but some strings of connectivity that serve as the foundations for the friendship.
1- a listening ear. Friends listen when others won't. They listen in love and try to nudge their friends to a safe, productive, joyful life.
2- remembering. Friends remember how things were and how you wish they would be. They give special care at celebrations and at sad times too.
3- common interests. NOT everything the exact same, but some strings of connectivity that serve as the foundations for the friendship.
March 7... Writing Challenge 2018
A Fact I Don't Usually Tell People...
is that I really get nervous when I have to speak in front of a group of adults. Give me 10,000 kids and I feel like I can probably do that. I get worried, don't eat, lose sleep and have stomach issues right up till the moment the "speech" begins.
is that I really get nervous when I have to speak in front of a group of adults. Give me 10,000 kids and I feel like I can probably do that. I get worried, don't eat, lose sleep and have stomach issues right up till the moment the "speech" begins.
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
March 6... Writing Challenge 2018
A Typical Grocery List
Cereal... lots of boxes.. mostly Smart Start, Raisin Bran, Special K and one Lucky Charms
Grapes
Lettuce
Chicken
Bacon
Eggs
Cheese
Milk 2%
Soda... for this Momma..who keeps picking the nasty habit back up. I "don't drink, don't smoke... what do you do??" -Adam Ant
High Protein Snacks
Nuts or Trail Mix
Peanut Butter
Ice Cream...for Andy.. the non-sweet eater and for Mack... after Lent is over!
Cereal... lots of boxes.. mostly Smart Start, Raisin Bran, Special K and one Lucky Charms
Grapes
Lettuce
Chicken
Bacon
Eggs
Cheese
Milk 2%
Soda... for this Momma..who keeps picking the nasty habit back up. I "don't drink, don't smoke... what do you do??" -Adam Ant
High Protein Snacks
Nuts or Trail Mix
Peanut Butter
Ice Cream...for Andy.. the non-sweet eater and for Mack... after Lent is over!
March 5.... Writing Challenge
Something I Want More Of...
is belly laughs.
Not those out of desperation where you are nearly at the end of your rope and you laugh like an insane person to keep from crying.
I mean those genuinely funny moments that sneak up on you and cause your sides to hurt and your eyes to leak buckets of tears.
The laughter where you try to hold it in... but it sputters out and you catch another gear entirely and laugh until your head hurts and you can barely catch your breath.
The laughter where women of a certain age prance around like two year olds because those dear children we birthed have made it really difficult to not soil ourselves with laughter (or sneezes, running, or jumping for that matter)!
I am searching sources for this NEED.... share if you have them...or need to laugh along!
is belly laughs.
Not those out of desperation where you are nearly at the end of your rope and you laugh like an insane person to keep from crying.
I mean those genuinely funny moments that sneak up on you and cause your sides to hurt and your eyes to leak buckets of tears.
The laughter where you try to hold it in... but it sputters out and you catch another gear entirely and laugh until your head hurts and you can barely catch your breath.
The laughter where women of a certain age prance around like two year olds because those dear children we birthed have made it really difficult to not soil ourselves with laughter (or sneezes, running, or jumping for that matter)!
I am searching sources for this NEED.... share if you have them...or need to laugh along!
March 4.... Writing Challenge 2018
Something I Need To Let Go Of....
is letting things beyond my control dictate my attitude and mood. This happens TOO often as I try to navigate work, parenting teenage boys, and attempting to be a decent wife, daughter, and friend.
I am pretty quick to forgive big things...but you let those little things pile up and whew, buddy.. I lose my mojo in a minute. AND THERE I STAY.. on Negative Island and ought to buy every single souvenir they have.
Several years ago, I had my students write down their EOG fears on EOG Survivor Cards. In typical Survivor fashion, we took them outside and burned them. The Tribe had spoken... we COULD conquer those fears.
Perhaps, I should make a weekly list of annoyances and have a ceremonial burning on Fridays. Most likely on the deck... with the sun setting and a peaceful weekend on the horizon. I LIKE IT!!
is letting things beyond my control dictate my attitude and mood. This happens TOO often as I try to navigate work, parenting teenage boys, and attempting to be a decent wife, daughter, and friend.
I am pretty quick to forgive big things...but you let those little things pile up and whew, buddy.. I lose my mojo in a minute. AND THERE I STAY.. on Negative Island and ought to buy every single souvenir they have.
Several years ago, I had my students write down their EOG fears on EOG Survivor Cards. In typical Survivor fashion, we took them outside and burned them. The Tribe had spoken... we COULD conquer those fears.
Perhaps, I should make a weekly list of annoyances and have a ceremonial burning on Fridays. Most likely on the deck... with the sun setting and a peaceful weekend on the horizon. I LIKE IT!!
March 2... Writing Challenge 2018
The Thing You Always Forget To Pack
hmmm... I don't travel a lot so packing is usually a pretty big deal and I double, triple check everything.
BUT.. on a regular basis, I forget to pick up my lunch from home or just don't make anything to take.
I end up eating whatever interestingness I can find in my classroom...which is usually unhealthy or terribly boring... like saltine crackers and a bottle of water.
LATELY.. I have helped myself out. I just grabbed an entire box of cereal, some plastic spoons, and some disposable cups. I buy a carton of milk from my lovely lunch ladies and have a semi-nutritious option at all times.
hmmm... I don't travel a lot so packing is usually a pretty big deal and I double, triple check everything.
BUT.. on a regular basis, I forget to pick up my lunch from home or just don't make anything to take.
I end up eating whatever interestingness I can find in my classroom...which is usually unhealthy or terribly boring... like saltine crackers and a bottle of water.
LATELY.. I have helped myself out. I just grabbed an entire box of cereal, some plastic spoons, and some disposable cups. I buy a carton of milk from my lovely lunch ladies and have a semi-nutritious option at all times.
March 3.... Writing Challenge 2018
A Fictional Character I'd Like to Switch Places With...
is Farley Drexel Hatcher. Perhaps better known to you as Fudge or Super Fudge as created by Judy Blume.
Fudge is curious, creative, and tenacious. He loves BIG and seems to always come out on top of things even when he is in BIG TROUBLE! I think it would be awesome to have his innocence, fearless motivation, and belief that the world is only for you.
is Farley Drexel Hatcher. Perhaps better known to you as Fudge or Super Fudge as created by Judy Blume.
Fudge is curious, creative, and tenacious. He loves BIG and seems to always come out on top of things even when he is in BIG TROUBLE! I think it would be awesome to have his innocence, fearless motivation, and belief that the world is only for you.
Thursday, March 1, 2018
March 1...Writing Challenge 2018
What was the last thing you talked about with your Mother?
Let me first say that I am very blessed to still have my mom. So many friends have lost their parents and I treasure the time I have with mine.
Interestingly enough, my mom spends many days at my school as a substitute teacher. So our last conversation was about me finding a “cute and sassy” picture of her to mail to my Principal so she can get a new ID badge. This says a lot about her. 1- She is proud of her appearance and takes pride in the way she looks. 2- The fact that her badge is broken is justified because she works many more days than some folks who are full time employees. And 3- She has no intention of stopping any time soon. This attitude likely fuels her health and stamina and ability to stay current among challenging middle school kids.
Let me first say that I am very blessed to still have my mom. So many friends have lost their parents and I treasure the time I have with mine.
Interestingly enough, my mom spends many days at my school as a substitute teacher. So our last conversation was about me finding a “cute and sassy” picture of her to mail to my Principal so she can get a new ID badge. This says a lot about her. 1- She is proud of her appearance and takes pride in the way she looks. 2- The fact that her badge is broken is justified because she works many more days than some folks who are full time employees. And 3- She has no intention of stopping any time soon. This attitude likely fuels her health and stamina and ability to stay current among challenging middle school kids.
February 28... Writing Challenge 2018
The Last Thing That Made Me Laugh...
was shared venting and rants with a treasured friend, Jennifer Brown. She says it beautifully that time and distance have not tarnished our friendship and that we just pick right up where we left off. It is a true joy to have a person that laughs with you and gets it when you aren’t laughing.
was shared venting and rants with a treasured friend, Jennifer Brown. She says it beautifully that time and distance have not tarnished our friendship and that we just pick right up where we left off. It is a true joy to have a person that laughs with you and gets it when you aren’t laughing.
February 27... Writing Challenge
The View From My Window...
Is of the deck. The deck is my go to spot during warm weather. There is a small dining table and eight chairs. My oldest son created a water barrel and it sits in a most precarious spot that slightly blocks my view. Usually, one or more dogs leisurely wait on the deck for their humans to play or feed them. It’s not Better Homes and Gardens, but it is ours and it is home.
Is of the deck. The deck is my go to spot during warm weather. There is a small dining table and eight chairs. My oldest son created a water barrel and it sits in a most precarious spot that slightly blocks my view. Usually, one or more dogs leisurely wait on the deck for their humans to play or feed them. It’s not Better Homes and Gardens, but it is ours and it is home.
Monday, February 26, 2018
February 26... Writing Challenge
Something I Don't Understand...
is why in America we fail to treasure our children and seniors. These groups offer it all. Innocence to wisdom. Yer, we throw them away with frivolity and little care. Look at the number of kids in foster care and also the number of seniors put away in facilities only to be visited once or twice a year.
I’ve seen some really cool care centers where these two groups are paired. I would love to work there. You see, both groups desire eyeball time and attention. They crave and need these things to thrive and be healthy. They’ll ask nothing in return and likely give you hugs and kisses and a chuckle or two. I’m betting you leave them a better person....every....single..time!
is why in America we fail to treasure our children and seniors. These groups offer it all. Innocence to wisdom. Yer, we throw them away with frivolity and little care. Look at the number of kids in foster care and also the number of seniors put away in facilities only to be visited once or twice a year.
I’ve seen some really cool care centers where these two groups are paired. I would love to work there. You see, both groups desire eyeball time and attention. They crave and need these things to thrive and be healthy. They’ll ask nothing in return and likely give you hugs and kisses and a chuckle or two. I’m betting you leave them a better person....every....single..time!
Sunday, February 25, 2018
February 25... Writing Challenge
What Are My Priorities in Life?
1- to serve and honor God...which I fail miserably at most days.
2- to be a good wife, mother, and daughter. Again....lots of failure.
3- to be a good friend. Less failure, but I could use some improvements here to.
4- to be the best educator I can be. I get this one right more than the others..but there is always room for growth and improvement.
5- to provide the world a glimpse of goodness and remind us that there is good. Social media has certainly enhanced my ability to do this! Thank goodness!
1- to serve and honor God...which I fail miserably at most days.
2- to be a good wife, mother, and daughter. Again....lots of failure.
3- to be a good friend. Less failure, but I could use some improvements here to.
4- to be the best educator I can be. I get this one right more than the others..but there is always room for growth and improvement.
5- to provide the world a glimpse of goodness and remind us that there is good. Social media has certainly enhanced my ability to do this! Thank goodness!
February 24... Writing Challenge 2018
A Time When Someone Helped Me...
is nearly every day. In the education world, we have to lean on one another. The number of times my friend and colleagues remind me of deadlines and meetings is more than I care to admit. Equally, they know my strengths and I give them help in those areas. We survive and thrive with the help of one another. It is the best way. It is the only way any of us come back year after year.
is nearly every day. In the education world, we have to lean on one another. The number of times my friend and colleagues remind me of deadlines and meetings is more than I care to admit. Equally, they know my strengths and I give them help in those areas. We survive and thrive with the help of one another. It is the best way. It is the only way any of us come back year after year.
February 18.. Writing Challenge 2018
A Moment I Will Always Remember...
is the minute I found out I was pregnant for the first time. Joy, excitement, fear, confusion, elation, overwhelming blessings, and total shock all were rolled up into one big HOLY CRAP moment. Those emotions have never left as I try to parent this little miracle and his equally miraculous brother.
How I have ever deserved them is beyond me. I am humbled and grateful.
is the minute I found out I was pregnant for the first time. Joy, excitement, fear, confusion, elation, overwhelming blessings, and total shock all were rolled up into one big HOLY CRAP moment. Those emotions have never left as I try to parent this little miracle and his equally miraculous brother.
How I have ever deserved them is beyond me. I am humbled and grateful.
February 23... Writing Challenge 2018
An Accomplishment I am Proud Of...
is being named Teacher of the Year for Rowan County in 2006. I was serving as an EC (Exceptional
Children’s) teacher and was working hard to make my role impactful. I took the role seriously and wanted to be seen as a valuable team mate in the classrooms I worked in and throughout the entire school setting.
When it was announced I was thrilled and validated. I attended the breakfast alone and really was sad that my family or principal were not there. As an agent of change, I advocated for the families of the finalist to be invited and to my knowledge, they have been since then even tho the announcement procedure has changed.
The year was a challenging one and I leaned a lot about the politics of school systems. It validated that being a TEACHER was the exact thing I should confine doing and I have never looked back.
is being named Teacher of the Year for Rowan County in 2006. I was serving as an EC (Exceptional
Children’s) teacher and was working hard to make my role impactful. I took the role seriously and wanted to be seen as a valuable team mate in the classrooms I worked in and throughout the entire school setting.
When it was announced I was thrilled and validated. I attended the breakfast alone and really was sad that my family or principal were not there. As an agent of change, I advocated for the families of the finalist to be invited and to my knowledge, they have been since then even tho the announcement procedure has changed.
The year was a challenging one and I leaned a lot about the politics of school systems. It validated that being a TEACHER was the exact thing I should confine doing and I have never looked back.
Thursday, February 22, 2018
February 22... Writing Challenge
A Good Thing From Today...
was getting to sneak across the street to see my first born and now senior son in a prom fashion show. It was a lot of fun and he looked handsome and old...even if they forgot his dress shoes and he had on dirty boots. The energy and excitement in the auditorium was contagious and I wish for just a minute I had thought to take my entire block of kids. Instead, Wayne Honeycutt held down the fort and my administrative team was supportive too. Wahooooo all the way around!
was getting to sneak across the street to see my first born and now senior son in a prom fashion show. It was a lot of fun and he looked handsome and old...even if they forgot his dress shoes and he had on dirty boots. The energy and excitement in the auditorium was contagious and I wish for just a minute I had thought to take my entire block of kids. Instead, Wayne Honeycutt held down the fort and my administrative team was supportive too. Wahooooo all the way around!
Wednesday, February 21, 2018
February 21... Writing Challenge 2018
Five Things I Like About Myself...
1- although it sometimes makes me angry with myself as well.. I like that I don't or can't stay angry too long. I tend to quickly forgive and am ready to move on. I can summons that anger up years later, but usually STILL feel the need to let it go quickly.
2- my ability to turn a situation around and see potential good or at least a sliver of hope around the ugly, dirty edges. This includes people who have forgotten just how great they are.
3- my extensive musical taste. I love just about any music and enjoy hearing the reasons people adore certain singers, bands, or songs. I have heard ONE song in my entire life that I could not find anything lovely about. It was a Japanese piece meant to echo the sounds beetles make when mating. I heard it at Meredith College for an introductory teaching class. It made my teeth hurt and the thoughts that somebody somewhere actually enjoys that "music" STILL has my mind a little shaken.
4- my sense of humor. I know it's not everybody's cup of tea, but I can often pair sarcasm with just the right amount of concern to provide levity in situations that are anything but comical. I most always laugh first at myself so there are rarely victims to my humor punches.
5- my crazy hair. For years I fought it and spent hours...literally... trying to tame it. After I had the boys, I gave up and it has been "au naturale" at varying lengths for about 13 years now. My hair is kinky, fuzzy, curly, multi-colored, and totally unpredictable. I think it mimics my personality at this time in my life and I tell anyone who wants to criticize, "God made it... take it up with him if you don't like it!"
1- although it sometimes makes me angry with myself as well.. I like that I don't or can't stay angry too long. I tend to quickly forgive and am ready to move on. I can summons that anger up years later, but usually STILL feel the need to let it go quickly.
2- my ability to turn a situation around and see potential good or at least a sliver of hope around the ugly, dirty edges. This includes people who have forgotten just how great they are.
3- my extensive musical taste. I love just about any music and enjoy hearing the reasons people adore certain singers, bands, or songs. I have heard ONE song in my entire life that I could not find anything lovely about. It was a Japanese piece meant to echo the sounds beetles make when mating. I heard it at Meredith College for an introductory teaching class. It made my teeth hurt and the thoughts that somebody somewhere actually enjoys that "music" STILL has my mind a little shaken.
4- my sense of humor. I know it's not everybody's cup of tea, but I can often pair sarcasm with just the right amount of concern to provide levity in situations that are anything but comical. I most always laugh first at myself so there are rarely victims to my humor punches.
5- my crazy hair. For years I fought it and spent hours...literally... trying to tame it. After I had the boys, I gave up and it has been "au naturale" at varying lengths for about 13 years now. My hair is kinky, fuzzy, curly, multi-colored, and totally unpredictable. I think it mimics my personality at this time in my life and I tell anyone who wants to criticize, "God made it... take it up with him if you don't like it!"
February 20... Writing Challenge 2018
The Best Day You Had Last Week...
was Sunday. I had completed Day One of a shooting class with some amazing instructors and my sons and husband. The instructors were "high speed, low drag" and really (not exaggerating at all) the REAL DEAL. I mean famous for their abilities and instructional prowess. See Ken Hackathorn and Larry Vickers on any Social Media or Google search you desire.
In any event, Saturday was HARD. I established myself as the worst student in the class within the first twenty minutes. I tried not to beat myself up and embraced the growth model that I had no where to go but up!! At lunch, my hubs dropped the bomb that he "forgot" to tell me this was an advanced class.... ummmm... you're kidding, sweetness? But at the same time, this made me feel better. My classmates were (for the most part) experts and I was whatever comes below novice. We continued working and practicing and doing drills that had my head twisted in about a million directions. I never felt unsafe but was certainly pushed way outside my comfort zone and skill set. That evening, we practiced in lowlight (called DARK where I grew up in Chicken City, USA). This was hard because you had to maneuver your pistol and hold a flashlight at the same time. My spastic hands struggled, but we safely executed the drills and my instructors gave me pointers and told me exactly what I was doing wrong.
Our parting words for the evening were "you will sleep like a baby, tonight".
I must have taken it as a personal challenge because sleep evaded me for a good portion of the hours "off". Instead my brain was replaying every lesson, pep talk, and critique. I WANTED to be better and that heart-felt desire kept the Sandman from fully taking residence in my eyes. I slept with a little secret dread of "having to do this a-whole-nother day."
Sunday, instead, emerged with no rain or ugly fog to contend with. My clothes and gear felt "more right" than they ever had and I was ready to face the day. I found myself enjoying the experience and watching others to see if they made similar errors that I did. One instructor was not feeling well and I enjoyed seeing how the pair took up the slack for the other because they were genuinely friends. I listened to the stories and instruction and found myself looking at my watch NOT to hurry the time away but wishing it could last just a bit longer. Our final drill confirmed that I had improved and had learned from the experience. My time and my accuracy was better.....not great...not perfect.. but better.
In a total touch of class and professionalism, Mr. Hackathorn addressed each student (34, I think) by name and gave us a compliment and something to work on. IMPRESSIVE and a model for me as a teacher.
The crazy, ironic thing about the entire experience is this... I worried about it!! A LOT!! before coming. But instead of just worrying, I practiced and strategically planned for errors and how to rectify them. I acquired materials and equipment to be as ready as possible and did not (okay.. tried not to) voice my concerns too often or to too many people. I put action to anticipation and goodness emerged. I MUST REMEMBER THIS as I will always remember this experience.
was Sunday. I had completed Day One of a shooting class with some amazing instructors and my sons and husband. The instructors were "high speed, low drag" and really (not exaggerating at all) the REAL DEAL. I mean famous for their abilities and instructional prowess. See Ken Hackathorn and Larry Vickers on any Social Media or Google search you desire.
In any event, Saturday was HARD. I established myself as the worst student in the class within the first twenty minutes. I tried not to beat myself up and embraced the growth model that I had no where to go but up!! At lunch, my hubs dropped the bomb that he "forgot" to tell me this was an advanced class.... ummmm... you're kidding, sweetness? But at the same time, this made me feel better. My classmates were (for the most part) experts and I was whatever comes below novice. We continued working and practicing and doing drills that had my head twisted in about a million directions. I never felt unsafe but was certainly pushed way outside my comfort zone and skill set. That evening, we practiced in lowlight (called DARK where I grew up in Chicken City, USA). This was hard because you had to maneuver your pistol and hold a flashlight at the same time. My spastic hands struggled, but we safely executed the drills and my instructors gave me pointers and told me exactly what I was doing wrong.
Our parting words for the evening were "you will sleep like a baby, tonight".
I must have taken it as a personal challenge because sleep evaded me for a good portion of the hours "off". Instead my brain was replaying every lesson, pep talk, and critique. I WANTED to be better and that heart-felt desire kept the Sandman from fully taking residence in my eyes. I slept with a little secret dread of "having to do this a-whole-nother day."
Sunday, instead, emerged with no rain or ugly fog to contend with. My clothes and gear felt "more right" than they ever had and I was ready to face the day. I found myself enjoying the experience and watching others to see if they made similar errors that I did. One instructor was not feeling well and I enjoyed seeing how the pair took up the slack for the other because they were genuinely friends. I listened to the stories and instruction and found myself looking at my watch NOT to hurry the time away but wishing it could last just a bit longer. Our final drill confirmed that I had improved and had learned from the experience. My time and my accuracy was better.....not great...not perfect.. but better.
In a total touch of class and professionalism, Mr. Hackathorn addressed each student (34, I think) by name and gave us a compliment and something to work on. IMPRESSIVE and a model for me as a teacher.
The crazy, ironic thing about the entire experience is this... I worried about it!! A LOT!! before coming. But instead of just worrying, I practiced and strategically planned for errors and how to rectify them. I acquired materials and equipment to be as ready as possible and did not (okay.. tried not to) voice my concerns too often or to too many people. I put action to anticipation and goodness emerged. I MUST REMEMBER THIS as I will always remember this experience.
February 19... Writing Challenge 2018
One Way I Can Help A Friend...
is to listen without judgment. Most humans simply want to be heard. I have been guilty of not really listening because I was too busy formulating my rebuttal or internally generating my most excellent advice. I have been caught red handed by the speaker for not listening and my suggestions have been completely ignored because my friend did not really want either of those things in the first place.
When I drop my normal judgmental ear, I find a new appreciation for my friend's situation, circumstances, and story. I can follow up with genuine concern and not be tempted at all to share their words with others who do not need to know them. I am more empathetic and more of the person I want others to believe I am.
is to listen without judgment. Most humans simply want to be heard. I have been guilty of not really listening because I was too busy formulating my rebuttal or internally generating my most excellent advice. I have been caught red handed by the speaker for not listening and my suggestions have been completely ignored because my friend did not really want either of those things in the first place.
When I drop my normal judgmental ear, I find a new appreciation for my friend's situation, circumstances, and story. I can follow up with genuine concern and not be tempted at all to share their words with others who do not need to know them. I am more empathetic and more of the person I want others to believe I am.
February 17... Writing Challenge 2018
What Are Things I Want To Learn?
I want to learn to be still and satisfied at least for moments of each day.
I want to learn to be a great wife, mother, daughter, and friend... with no regrets or remorse.
I want to learn... well.... anything really. Learning opens my eyes and helps me set goals. Even if the goal is... to NEVER do/hear/attend/volunteer for this crap again!!
I want to learn to be still and satisfied at least for moments of each day.
I want to learn to be a great wife, mother, daughter, and friend... with no regrets or remorse.
I want to learn... well.... anything really. Learning opens my eyes and helps me set goals. Even if the goal is... to NEVER do/hear/attend/volunteer for this crap again!!
February 16... Writing Challenge
An Important Quote
Carpe Diem!!! I first heard this quote in Latin class in 9th grade at Woodward Junior High School. It had a fancy ring and well... (in academic snobbery).. it WAS Latin, you know! It bounced around in my adolescent brain for a couple of years and emerged again when the amazing film, Dead Poets Society was released. I love Robin Williams' character, John Keating, and the fire and passion he brings to his teaching. He encourages if not demands his young charges CARPE DIEM (seize the day).
This thought, belief, mantra is one of truth and motivation. If you do not seize the day, you devalue yourself as a choice maker and world changer. You let conditions and others define your life and that (for me) is not acceptable. Some days my seizing is a train wreck and others a perfectly played concerto. Either way.. I am not going to lollygag and mealy mouth around in a complacent fog. I SHALL CARPE DIEM!! and CARPE DIEM the heck out of it!!
Carpe Diem!!! I first heard this quote in Latin class in 9th grade at Woodward Junior High School. It had a fancy ring and well... (in academic snobbery).. it WAS Latin, you know! It bounced around in my adolescent brain for a couple of years and emerged again when the amazing film, Dead Poets Society was released. I love Robin Williams' character, John Keating, and the fire and passion he brings to his teaching. He encourages if not demands his young charges CARPE DIEM (seize the day).
This thought, belief, mantra is one of truth and motivation. If you do not seize the day, you devalue yourself as a choice maker and world changer. You let conditions and others define your life and that (for me) is not acceptable. Some days my seizing is a train wreck and others a perfectly played concerto. Either way.. I am not going to lollygag and mealy mouth around in a complacent fog. I SHALL CARPE DIEM!! and CARPE DIEM the heck out of it!!
February 15... Writing Challenge
THE Movie I Tell My Friend to See...
is always The Sound of Music. It's one of my all-time favorites. I love the music, the history, and yes... even the happily ever after romance. My fellas have grown to like it and know that putting that movie on play will almost always cure whatever ails me.
is always The Sound of Music. It's one of my all-time favorites. I love the music, the history, and yes... even the happily ever after romance. My fellas have grown to like it and know that putting that movie on play will almost always cure whatever ails me.
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
February 14... Writing Challenge 2018
My Ideal Morning Routine...
would include: not waking till my body said so rather than the alarm blaring at me; getting to go for a nice walk outdoors with just right temperatures, excellent music, and my four legged friends; returning to a sparkling clean Clorox bombed Home and a breakfast of steak and eggs and fresh fruit; a long leisurely bath with a good book and Euphoria scented water; stolen conversations with each of my three men; hugs and kisses before diapering; then around 10 report to work and teach like my hair was on fire!
A girl can dream, right? As I set the alarm for 4:45 once again!! 🤪😴🙄😜
would include: not waking till my body said so rather than the alarm blaring at me; getting to go for a nice walk outdoors with just right temperatures, excellent music, and my four legged friends; returning to a sparkling clean Clorox bombed Home and a breakfast of steak and eggs and fresh fruit; a long leisurely bath with a good book and Euphoria scented water; stolen conversations with each of my three men; hugs and kisses before diapering; then around 10 report to work and teach like my hair was on fire!
A girl can dream, right? As I set the alarm for 4:45 once again!! 🤪😴🙄😜
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
February 13... Writing Challenge 2018
Do I Work Better in the Morning or at Night?
I am absolutely a NIGHT person. Around dusk, my creative energies are just coming alive. When left to my own choices, I stay up till the wee hours of the morning and sleep till around 9:30 or so.
My current job placement REALLY pushes my natural body clock. I have to be at work at 7:00am which requires the lovely alarm clock to rudely rouse me at 4:45 IN THE MORNING. This is NOT my heart's desire at all. However, having done this now for a couple of years, I do find my body rhythms shifting and even when I indulge and stay up too late, I find myself being restless and unable to sleep any longer by 8am.
I have always said I would love to start a second shift school. With the advent of factories closing and fewer shift workers in my area, I know this would be doubtful to ever happen. But if it does, SIGN ME UP!!
I am absolutely a NIGHT person. Around dusk, my creative energies are just coming alive. When left to my own choices, I stay up till the wee hours of the morning and sleep till around 9:30 or so.
My current job placement REALLY pushes my natural body clock. I have to be at work at 7:00am which requires the lovely alarm clock to rudely rouse me at 4:45 IN THE MORNING. This is NOT my heart's desire at all. However, having done this now for a couple of years, I do find my body rhythms shifting and even when I indulge and stay up too late, I find myself being restless and unable to sleep any longer by 8am.
I have always said I would love to start a second shift school. With the advent of factories closing and fewer shift workers in my area, I know this would be doubtful to ever happen. But if it does, SIGN ME UP!!
February 12... Writing Challenge 2018
Destinations I Dream of Traveling To...
ANYWHERE! I will go anywhere.... as long as those with me are fun loving and don't have to be too regimented. One place I really have no desire to go is Hawaii. I KNOW that is weird, but it does not appeal to me.
I love small towns and adventuring off the beaten path. I can find beauty in most places and love the journey as much as the destination.
I can be ready at a moments' notice... so if you ever need a traveling companion, let me know!
ANYWHERE! I will go anywhere.... as long as those with me are fun loving and don't have to be too regimented. One place I really have no desire to go is Hawaii. I KNOW that is weird, but it does not appeal to me.
I love small towns and adventuring off the beaten path. I can find beauty in most places and love the journey as much as the destination.
I can be ready at a moments' notice... so if you ever need a traveling companion, let me know!
Sunday, February 11, 2018
February 11... Writing Challenge 2018
Three of my Favorite Book Characters...
1- James Patterson's ALEX CROSS. He is a genuine character who is relatable but also just a tad bit smarter than the average person. He is fearless and passionate about his causes and is relentless when it comes to finding the bad guys. I also love that Patterson does not make Cross immune to the troubles of life and that makes him more lovable for me.
2- Judy Blume's Farley Drexel Hatcher aka.. FUDGE! This little guy has made me laugh since the first time I read of him. I shared him with my boys and husband and they enjoyed this character as well. He is matter of fact, mischievous, and has a heart of gold that often guides his adventures to the dismay of his parents and bothered brother. FUDGE is my hero!
3- NOAH.. of the Bible. I am often amazed when I read that story that he just kept on doing his thing regardless of the neigh sayers and critics. He had full faith in the promises of the Lord and could not be shaken by anything or anyone. WOW!! To have that willpower, fortitude, and belief in doing what you are told. Impressive and awe inspiring.
1- James Patterson's ALEX CROSS. He is a genuine character who is relatable but also just a tad bit smarter than the average person. He is fearless and passionate about his causes and is relentless when it comes to finding the bad guys. I also love that Patterson does not make Cross immune to the troubles of life and that makes him more lovable for me.
2- Judy Blume's Farley Drexel Hatcher aka.. FUDGE! This little guy has made me laugh since the first time I read of him. I shared him with my boys and husband and they enjoyed this character as well. He is matter of fact, mischievous, and has a heart of gold that often guides his adventures to the dismay of his parents and bothered brother. FUDGE is my hero!
3- NOAH.. of the Bible. I am often amazed when I read that story that he just kept on doing his thing regardless of the neigh sayers and critics. He had full faith in the promises of the Lord and could not be shaken by anything or anyone. WOW!! To have that willpower, fortitude, and belief in doing what you are told. Impressive and awe inspiring.
February 10... Writing Challenge 2018
My Favorite Book...
is probably, "Are you there God, It's Me Margaret" by Judy Blume.
Judy Blume was my favorite author as a young person and I have loved her books again with my boys. I read and re-read Margaret's account of growing up when I was a tween and really found solace in the fact that Margaret was awkward and curious and plain old weird... JUST LIKE ME!!
I have read all of Blume's adult books and enjoyed them...but nothing like her young adult fiction.
If you have not read her stuff.... do it... do it now!!
is probably, "Are you there God, It's Me Margaret" by Judy Blume.
Judy Blume was my favorite author as a young person and I have loved her books again with my boys. I read and re-read Margaret's account of growing up when I was a tween and really found solace in the fact that Margaret was awkward and curious and plain old weird... JUST LIKE ME!!
I have read all of Blume's adult books and enjoyed them...but nothing like her young adult fiction.
If you have not read her stuff.... do it... do it now!!
Saturday, February 10, 2018
February 9...Writing Challenge 2018
Five Things I Should Do MORE Often...
1. Say yes...when something sounds at all intriguing. I always learn something new when I say yes...even if it’s that I don’t want to do that thing again.
2. Stop and breathe. When I get stressed, all bent out of shape, or overwhelmed...I need to just breathe. Then, cautiously proceed
3. Get outside. I get renewal of spirit when I’m outside soaking up Vitamin D.
4. Learn to take a compliment without discounting the words. When I think about it, it is really quiet rude to disagree with a person who notices something good in me and actually tells me.
5. Write real letters and cards and actually send them to people. I used to so this a lot and a
have gotten out of the habit with the advent of technology. It’s an art form worth saving...even one person at a time.
1. Say yes...when something sounds at all intriguing. I always learn something new when I say yes...even if it’s that I don’t want to do that thing again.
2. Stop and breathe. When I get stressed, all bent out of shape, or overwhelmed...I need to just breathe. Then, cautiously proceed
3. Get outside. I get renewal of spirit when I’m outside soaking up Vitamin D.
4. Learn to take a compliment without discounting the words. When I think about it, it is really quiet rude to disagree with a person who notices something good in me and actually tells me.
5. Write real letters and cards and actually send them to people. I used to so this a lot and a
have gotten out of the habit with the advent of technology. It’s an art form worth saving...even one person at a time.
Thursday, February 8, 2018
February 8... Writing Challenge 2018
Five Things I Should Do LESS Often...
1- Do for others those things they need to know how to do because they don’t do it the way I prefer. Think laundry and household cleaning.
2- Feel like I always have to be productive and busy. I advocate that others take advantage of the restorative nature of rest. I should listen to my own advice.
3- Overanalyzing and predicting what I think the men in my life are thinking, doing, saying. Just ask them, Maria. They are honest to a fault and will tell you for sure!
4- Working....all the time! I should commit to turning off in a scheduled pattern. It’s hard when teaching is in your soul and every conversation and thing you see inspires a lesson idea.
5- Comparing my best to other’s best. My wise Mackie reminds me not do to that on the treadmill. Why not in life in general?
1- Do for others those things they need to know how to do because they don’t do it the way I prefer. Think laundry and household cleaning.
2- Feel like I always have to be productive and busy. I advocate that others take advantage of the restorative nature of rest. I should listen to my own advice.
3- Overanalyzing and predicting what I think the men in my life are thinking, doing, saying. Just ask them, Maria. They are honest to a fault and will tell you for sure!
4- Working....all the time! I should commit to turning off in a scheduled pattern. It’s hard when teaching is in your soul and every conversation and thing you see inspires a lesson idea.
5- Comparing my best to other’s best. My wise Mackie reminds me not do to that on the treadmill. Why not in life in general?
February 7... Writing Challenge 2018
How Do I Take Care of Myself When I Am Stressed?
Bottom line...I do not! I try to exercise, eat (mostly) smart choices, and get adequate sleep.
But the truth is...I let other things consume exercise time, eat rubbish and swear it is helping me make it through which causes insomnia due to sugar and caffeine.
So..yep..you read it friends, on this one...I fail miserably...repeatedly... and often.
Bottom line...I do not! I try to exercise, eat (mostly) smart choices, and get adequate sleep.
But the truth is...I let other things consume exercise time, eat rubbish and swear it is helping me make it through which causes insomnia due to sugar and caffeine.
So..yep..you read it friends, on this one...I fail miserably...repeatedly... and often.
February 6... Writing Challenge
Three Small Steps That COULD Change The World...
1- for everyone to stop being so easily offended. Everything and everybody are NOT against you. It is totally possible to find things in common with a person who is your polar opposite. Suck it up p, buttercup and smile when you see a challenge.
2- for our children and elderly to be equally valued. These two groups have so much to give and ask very littl in return. Yet, we throw them away, diminish their worth, and swear they are somebody else’s problem.
3- pursuing passions as opposed to the almighty dollar. If only all work was valued, this would certainly change who ended up being where.
1- for everyone to stop being so easily offended. Everything and everybody are NOT against you. It is totally possible to find things in common with a person who is your polar opposite. Suck it up p, buttercup and smile when you see a challenge.
2- for our children and elderly to be equally valued. These two groups have so much to give and ask very littl in return. Yet, we throw them away, diminish their worth, and swear they are somebody else’s problem.
3- pursuing passions as opposed to the almighty dollar. If only all work was valued, this would certainly change who ended up being where.
Monday, February 5, 2018
February 5... Writing Challenge 2018
What Do I Need to Be Content?
Life these days is pretty simple. Perhaps I have reached that "certain age" where I have FINALLY... well MOSTLY... okay, okay SORT OF realized that I can't save the entire world. I have learned to prioritize my energy and efforts (mostly because both are in limited quantities). So contentment is not too hard to find.
The following cause me to feel content:
Life these days is pretty simple. Perhaps I have reached that "certain age" where I have FINALLY... well MOSTLY... okay, okay SORT OF realized that I can't save the entire world. I have learned to prioritize my energy and efforts (mostly because both are in limited quantities). So contentment is not too hard to find.
The following cause me to feel content:
- coming home and playing fetch with my crazy dogs that live on the northern end of the DMZ (more about that whole story later).
- a really good meal. It does not have to be expensive... just quality food that is better than what we make at our house.
- a really great hymn or solo at church.
- reading and resting with no demands on my time or brain.
- trying a new recipe and getting six thumbs up from the Freeman Men.
- seeing my children be responsible for their actions.
- seeing a student experience success and being proud of themselves.
- Ginger snaps and peanut butter.
- a (terrible for me) frothy, fountain Coke, over crushed ice.
- Sunday nights where the school week is planned with better lessons that lean to best.
- dancing on Wednesday nights with the best ladies I know... and building our abs with laughter.
- working hard to make good financial decisions and being able to help out when asked.
- a day spent adventuring with no certain destination or schedule... with my guys, my mom, or another brave soul who loves me enough to try this event.
- colleagues laughing and visiting over food they prepared that I just scheduled and got drinks for.
- saying YES!
- peanut M&Ms.
- praying for others and believing fully God will answer the prayers in his time.
- being caught up with laundry, dishes, and paper grading... if only for mere seconds at at time.
- looking in the mirror and feeling slightly better about the person looking back... I am still working on this one, ya'll!! #workinprogress
Sunday, February 4, 2018
February 4.. Writing Challenge 2018
The Best Compliment I have Ever Received...
was the phrase “she’s a squared away gal.” At first I was confused, but the speaker elaborated and said that meant I had my act together, could be trusted, and did not take myself too seriously!
So...squared away is what I strive to be daily!
was the phrase “she’s a squared away gal.” At first I was confused, but the speaker elaborated and said that meant I had my act together, could be trusted, and did not take myself too seriously!
So...squared away is what I strive to be daily!
Saturday, February 3, 2018
February 3... Writing Challenge 2018
One Thing the World Needs More Of...
is compasssion. We have gotten so far away from this concept that when someone is compassionate, others think they are crazy and likely to be taken advantage of.
When we show compassion, it does not mean we condone others’ behavior or beliefs. It simply means we respect them and can feel badly when they experience troubled times.
With compassion, we have to be willing to listen and to be educated as to why a person might think, speak, or behave in a certain way. It pretty much alleviates judgmental attitudes because those two things cannot exist simultaneously.
Compassion allows me to feel deeply for my fellow humans and also try to aid their plight. It’s not always easy, but I certain,y think the world could improve our collective efforts.
is compasssion. We have gotten so far away from this concept that when someone is compassionate, others think they are crazy and likely to be taken advantage of.
When we show compassion, it does not mean we condone others’ behavior or beliefs. It simply means we respect them and can feel badly when they experience troubled times.
With compassion, we have to be willing to listen and to be educated as to why a person might think, speak, or behave in a certain way. It pretty much alleviates judgmental attitudes because those two things cannot exist simultaneously.
Compassion allows me to feel deeply for my fellow humans and also try to aid their plight. It’s not always easy, but I certain,y think the world could improve our collective efforts.
February 2... Writing Challenge 2018
A Person Whom I Admire...
is my dear friend and colleague, Leslie Wright. She is the epitome of a sweet southern woman. I am not saying she does not get fired up about things, but when she does, she always remains classy and thoughtful.
Leslie makes everyone around her feel valued and important. She is patient and always remembers to follow up with people after they have shared life news and happenings with her.
Leslie is an organized person. She puts in hard work and rarely seems to procrastinate. She can almost always put her hands on things because she put them where they belonged the first time.
Leslie also loves big! She adores her family and has a way of making everyone feel like they are welcomed at her home, in her classroom, and in her life. She seems to embody the “the more the merrier” attitude everywhere she goes.
Leslie has a wonderful smile, beautiful brown eyes, and a heart that is 110% pure gold. Our chance meeting some twenty years ago, has been a blessing in my life. This woman is one I admire, would like to be more like, and am forever grateful for her role in my life and the lives of those I love!
is my dear friend and colleague, Leslie Wright. She is the epitome of a sweet southern woman. I am not saying she does not get fired up about things, but when she does, she always remains classy and thoughtful.
Leslie makes everyone around her feel valued and important. She is patient and always remembers to follow up with people after they have shared life news and happenings with her.
Leslie is an organized person. She puts in hard work and rarely seems to procrastinate. She can almost always put her hands on things because she put them where they belonged the first time.
Leslie also loves big! She adores her family and has a way of making everyone feel like they are welcomed at her home, in her classroom, and in her life. She seems to embody the “the more the merrier” attitude everywhere she goes.
Leslie has a wonderful smile, beautiful brown eyes, and a heart that is 110% pure gold. Our chance meeting some twenty years ago, has been a blessing in my life. This woman is one I admire, would like to be more like, and am forever grateful for her role in my life and the lives of those I love!
Thursday, February 1, 2018
February 1... Writing Challenge 2018
My Favorite Place...
is wherever there is love and laughter. The summer after my senior year of high school, we moved from my childhood home in July. In August of that same year, I moved to NC State. I then moved yearly for the next seven years to different dorms in Raleigh and Boone. This constant moving taught me that the place is not as important as the people you share it with. And boy oh boy, did I have some amazing, fabulous, life changing people to share my spaces with.
Currently, one of my favorite places is my deck. LOTS of reading, thinking, and general solving of world problems goes on here. My view is scenic and the noises are usually those found in nature. Cows, chickens, CRAZY dogs, wild squirrels, rabbits, and lots of bird commune with me as their guest and they are excellent conversationalists.
Another favorite place is my car... filled with my Freeman men and stories of the day or singalong songs. Our time together is precious and limited due to this whole dang growing up thing and this momma is smart enough to be grateful.
is wherever there is love and laughter. The summer after my senior year of high school, we moved from my childhood home in July. In August of that same year, I moved to NC State. I then moved yearly for the next seven years to different dorms in Raleigh and Boone. This constant moving taught me that the place is not as important as the people you share it with. And boy oh boy, did I have some amazing, fabulous, life changing people to share my spaces with.
Currently, one of my favorite places is my deck. LOTS of reading, thinking, and general solving of world problems goes on here. My view is scenic and the noises are usually those found in nature. Cows, chickens, CRAZY dogs, wild squirrels, rabbits, and lots of bird commune with me as their guest and they are excellent conversationalists.
Another favorite place is my car... filled with my Freeman men and stories of the day or singalong songs. Our time together is precious and limited due to this whole dang growing up thing and this momma is smart enough to be grateful.
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
January 31... Writing Challenge 2018
My Favorite Part of This Month...
Is the fact that despite having a cruddy cold for two weeks...I have made positive steps to restore my health and take care of me for a while. Including... eye exams, dental exams, and appointments and treatments with a medical professional who specializes in hormone treatment in women of my age. I’ve worked out some when I wasn’t coughing up a lung and laughed and really had the energy to get stuff done without the shroud of negativity that was plaguing my life. I’m looking forward to seeing how 2018 will unfold and be better and better! Woop woop!
Is the fact that despite having a cruddy cold for two weeks...I have made positive steps to restore my health and take care of me for a while. Including... eye exams, dental exams, and appointments and treatments with a medical professional who specializes in hormone treatment in women of my age. I’ve worked out some when I wasn’t coughing up a lung and laughed and really had the energy to get stuff done without the shroud of negativity that was plaguing my life. I’m looking forward to seeing how 2018 will unfold and be better and better! Woop woop!
Tuesday, January 30, 2018
January 30.. Writing Challenge 2018
Something New I Should Try..
is the ever popular Keto fat bomb. They sound okay...and don’t actually make me gag to think about. They say they are chocolate and peanut butter...so...hmmm..... why not?
is the ever popular Keto fat bomb. They sound okay...and don’t actually make me gag to think about. They say they are chocolate and peanut butter...so...hmmm..... why not?
Monday, January 29, 2018
January 29.. Writing Challenge 2018
One Thing I Will Always Do...
Is believe that all people have redeemable, salvageable, worthwhile aspects to their makeup.
I know, I know....I am Pollyanna in my thinking. How can I possibly think a murderer/rapist/evil person has ANY part of them worth celebrating?
But, here is the thing....nobody was born into this world with parents who prayed... “man, I hope I have a worthless, terrible, rotten, malice to society!”
Almost everyone has a story that some how gets twisted, convoluted, and generally jacked up. The key difference is how that is handled. Some of us have been gifted with a support system who has loved us through those dark times. Others? Not so much...
And the really ugly, smack in your face truth is... And there but for the grace of God go I!
So I will always, always look for the good in people. I will seek to understand and celebrate the positive. It’s not always easy...but always is worth it!
Is believe that all people have redeemable, salvageable, worthwhile aspects to their makeup.
I know, I know....I am Pollyanna in my thinking. How can I possibly think a murderer/rapist/evil person has ANY part of them worth celebrating?
But, here is the thing....nobody was born into this world with parents who prayed... “man, I hope I have a worthless, terrible, rotten, malice to society!”
Almost everyone has a story that some how gets twisted, convoluted, and generally jacked up. The key difference is how that is handled. Some of us have been gifted with a support system who has loved us through those dark times. Others? Not so much...
And the really ugly, smack in your face truth is... And there but for the grace of God go I!
So I will always, always look for the good in people. I will seek to understand and celebrate the positive. It’s not always easy...but always is worth it!
January 28.. Writing Challenge 2018
My Thoughts About Today's Events
are pretty simple. It was a great day! One of the best we have had in a very, very long time.
Andy rose early to accompany a friend to breakfast who is considering a career change. I thought it was awesome he agreed to go along as a listening ear and advisor on how not to get who-doed.
I dressed for church and ran to the grocery store to replace many items that had become scarce after recent cabinet raids of holidays and snow days.
When I got home, nobody was moving too quickly and I was okay with that. I figure every once in a while God will lead you where your hearts need to be and that might not include church.
So.....we heathens took off to the movies to see Den of Thieves...which was fantastic! We shared one popcorn, one bag of M&Ms, and one soda...and it was delightful.
We left there and sent to a late lunch at Zaxbys and enjoyed people watching and laughing at the world around us.
We returned home and I spent the afternoon in the kitchen making each one’s requested meal and actually had the time and energy to do so. It felt glorious!
Later we hung out a bit longer than we should’ve and had to force ourselves to go to bed because 4:45 am is EARLY.....whew, baby!
You may say...this just seems average, maybe a little boring! But not to me... not at all. I cherish the renewed attitude I have where life is more joyful and appreciation is a norm.
are pretty simple. It was a great day! One of the best we have had in a very, very long time.
Andy rose early to accompany a friend to breakfast who is considering a career change. I thought it was awesome he agreed to go along as a listening ear and advisor on how not to get who-doed.
I dressed for church and ran to the grocery store to replace many items that had become scarce after recent cabinet raids of holidays and snow days.
When I got home, nobody was moving too quickly and I was okay with that. I figure every once in a while God will lead you where your hearts need to be and that might not include church.
So.....we heathens took off to the movies to see Den of Thieves...which was fantastic! We shared one popcorn, one bag of M&Ms, and one soda...and it was delightful.
We left there and sent to a late lunch at Zaxbys and enjoyed people watching and laughing at the world around us.
We returned home and I spent the afternoon in the kitchen making each one’s requested meal and actually had the time and energy to do so. It felt glorious!
Later we hung out a bit longer than we should’ve and had to force ourselves to go to bed because 4:45 am is EARLY.....whew, baby!
You may say...this just seems average, maybe a little boring! But not to me... not at all. I cherish the renewed attitude I have where life is more joyful and appreciation is a norm.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
January 27.. Writing Challenge 2018
A Change I Need to Make....
is one I am working on currently. In the past several months, I was out of sorts. I had no idea who I was and would find myself behaving in ways that were unpredictable. Tears, sadness, and negativity were becoming by favorite bedfellows. Laughter was seldom heard unless it followed a biting condescending comment that often would actually be self-deprecating.
I knew things were different within me but I continued to convince myself I had this. I could fix myself and it was certainly within my power....because I was in control. I believed I was choosing this behavior and that those around me deserved it because of their actions and attitudes.
Upon returning to school in January, a treasured friend and I had a quick heart to heart in the hallway and I was amazed to hear myself saying ME TOO! We had both struggled with the holidays and our own crap attitudes and emotional roller coasters.
Right about that time, a person reached out to me on Facebook (which is not always bad). She suggested I come to her business and get my hormone levels checked. I was willing to try because I was hardly able to stand myself.
Fast forward two weeks. My levels were not good and I willingly submitted to some treatment. The hormone treatments offered hope and relief from my worst enemy...my own self!
So far...the crazy peri menopausal fog is lifting. Laughter and positivity are predominating and it feels glorious!! I am sad I waited so long....but really thankful to have begun to make a change.
is one I am working on currently. In the past several months, I was out of sorts. I had no idea who I was and would find myself behaving in ways that were unpredictable. Tears, sadness, and negativity were becoming by favorite bedfellows. Laughter was seldom heard unless it followed a biting condescending comment that often would actually be self-deprecating.
I knew things were different within me but I continued to convince myself I had this. I could fix myself and it was certainly within my power....because I was in control. I believed I was choosing this behavior and that those around me deserved it because of their actions and attitudes.
Upon returning to school in January, a treasured friend and I had a quick heart to heart in the hallway and I was amazed to hear myself saying ME TOO! We had both struggled with the holidays and our own crap attitudes and emotional roller coasters.
Right about that time, a person reached out to me on Facebook (which is not always bad). She suggested I come to her business and get my hormone levels checked. I was willing to try because I was hardly able to stand myself.
Fast forward two weeks. My levels were not good and I willingly submitted to some treatment. The hormone treatments offered hope and relief from my worst enemy...my own self!
So far...the crazy peri menopausal fog is lifting. Laughter and positivity are predominating and it feels glorious!! I am sad I waited so long....but really thankful to have begun to make a change.
Friday, January 26, 2018
January 26... Writing Challenge 2018
A Person I Would Like to Meet...
is Morgan Freeman. I love to hear his voice with its gravely rich bass tones and lilting laughter infused with soprano spikes.
Additionally, I think he has had a vast array of life experiences that could spark scintillating conversation. His difficulties have spurred him to work harder and achieve in spite of them. He makes no excuses for his choices nor does he allow others to do the same. I love that. He seems intelligent and has a good sense of humor.
I think he would be a straight shooter and honesty would dominate his answers even if his thoughts were not popular or commonplace. I think Mr.Freeman would be intrigued by discourse and not back away when questioned...yet not lose his cool or forsake the relationship because his sparring partner did not agree simply because of who he is.
So..if you happen to be related to or know Mr. Morgan Freeman....tell him to give me a call or shoot me a text. I’m not a creepy stalker...just a fan who could enjoy a nice meal, some drinks, and some fun conversation.
is Morgan Freeman. I love to hear his voice with its gravely rich bass tones and lilting laughter infused with soprano spikes.
Additionally, I think he has had a vast array of life experiences that could spark scintillating conversation. His difficulties have spurred him to work harder and achieve in spite of them. He makes no excuses for his choices nor does he allow others to do the same. I love that. He seems intelligent and has a good sense of humor.
I think he would be a straight shooter and honesty would dominate his answers even if his thoughts were not popular or commonplace. I think Mr.Freeman would be intrigued by discourse and not back away when questioned...yet not lose his cool or forsake the relationship because his sparring partner did not agree simply because of who he is.
So..if you happen to be related to or know Mr. Morgan Freeman....tell him to give me a call or shoot me a text. I’m not a creepy stalker...just a fan who could enjoy a nice meal, some drinks, and some fun conversation.
January 25.... Writing Challenge 2018
A Thing That Frightens Me...
is a mouse. A stupid, tiny, little, harmless mouse. I know...I know.. but I hate those little suckers. They completely wig me out and make me act like a prissy, cry in the corner, Antebellum idiot.
One of the few times I’ve ever cursed in front of students was over a mouse. It scampered across our trailer floor and I jumped on a chair and screamed OH SHOOT....but I didn’t say shoot! Nope...not shoot...Not at all...
Those sweet kids that were present are now in their late 20’s and have kids of their own...but they never fail to ask if I’m “still cussing in class?”
In my head, I know a mouse is smaller than me and really can’t cause me physical harm. But my heart freaks out and can’t deal with the little varmits....gross just gross!
is a mouse. A stupid, tiny, little, harmless mouse. I know...I know.. but I hate those little suckers. They completely wig me out and make me act like a prissy, cry in the corner, Antebellum idiot.
One of the few times I’ve ever cursed in front of students was over a mouse. It scampered across our trailer floor and I jumped on a chair and screamed OH SHOOT....but I didn’t say shoot! Nope...not shoot...Not at all...
Those sweet kids that were present are now in their late 20’s and have kids of their own...but they never fail to ask if I’m “still cussing in class?”
In my head, I know a mouse is smaller than me and really can’t cause me physical harm. But my heart freaks out and can’t deal with the little varmits....gross just gross!
January 24.. Writing Challenge 2018
A Project I've Been Putting Off..
is cleaning out the closet that is conveniently tucked away in a corner of our den. I think I cleaned it out around five or seven or maybe ten years ago.
It houses a cacophony of crazy things.... extra parts, blankets for building forts, memor books, a huge bag of CD’s before music went digital, “extra” gifts for when the boys used to be invited to birthday parties and I might find the invitations minutes before we were to arrive, and really... truthfully...who knows what the heck might be in there?
I KNOW this project will be one of those ugly ones where the mess will have to get bigger before it even closely resembles better. And really, maybe this time in my life is a bad season to unveil all those sweet moments and tokens of days gone by. I don’t know about you, but some days I am a mess and just can’t handle facing the hard truths that life has flown by and (dare I say) I might have wasted on not appreciated even a minuscule second of it.
Maybe I will tackle this project with my sweet youngest son who has an inclination to nostalgia and “tell me the story again” moments. He loves old photo albums and giggles no matter how many times he has heard the stories.
My oldest son (more like his momma) can only handle so much sap and sweetness. Ever unpredictable, he might acquiesce and join us down memory lane too.
I believe the old saying...you won’t know what will happen till you try.
So....next Snow Day... ready or not...closet....we are coming for you.
is cleaning out the closet that is conveniently tucked away in a corner of our den. I think I cleaned it out around five or seven or maybe ten years ago.
It houses a cacophony of crazy things.... extra parts, blankets for building forts, memor books, a huge bag of CD’s before music went digital, “extra” gifts for when the boys used to be invited to birthday parties and I might find the invitations minutes before we were to arrive, and really... truthfully...who knows what the heck might be in there?
I KNOW this project will be one of those ugly ones where the mess will have to get bigger before it even closely resembles better. And really, maybe this time in my life is a bad season to unveil all those sweet moments and tokens of days gone by. I don’t know about you, but some days I am a mess and just can’t handle facing the hard truths that life has flown by and (dare I say) I might have wasted on not appreciated even a minuscule second of it.
Maybe I will tackle this project with my sweet youngest son who has an inclination to nostalgia and “tell me the story again” moments. He loves old photo albums and giggles no matter how many times he has heard the stories.
My oldest son (more like his momma) can only handle so much sap and sweetness. Ever unpredictable, he might acquiesce and join us down memory lane too.
I believe the old saying...you won’t know what will happen till you try.
So....next Snow Day... ready or not...closet....we are coming for you.
January 23... Writing Challenge 2018
The Last Fiction Book I Read..
was The Girl On The Train by Paula Hawkins. The book was given to me to read by a parent of one of my students. The book was pretty amazing. It told the story from many characters’ points of view. The story line was interconnected and quite compelling.
I told my students that I thought it would make a great movie...only to be informed that it was already a movie. So... I hurried home and found it on the computer for free. The movie did not disappoint which is rare for this bibliophile to admit.
In regards to reading...find what you love and read it often! Daily at minimum!
was The Girl On The Train by Paula Hawkins. The book was given to me to read by a parent of one of my students. The book was pretty amazing. It told the story from many characters’ points of view. The story line was interconnected and quite compelling.
I told my students that I thought it would make a great movie...only to be informed that it was already a movie. So... I hurried home and found it on the computer for free. The movie did not disappoint which is rare for this bibliophile to admit.
In regards to reading...find what you love and read it often! Daily at minimum!
Monday, January 22, 2018
January 22... Writing Challenge 2018
Three Words That Describe My Style
1- classic
2- practical
3- basic
1- classic
2- practical
3- basic
Sunday, January 21, 2018
January 21...Writing Challenge 2018
Music That Makes Me Feel Adventurous
HOLY MOLY!! This is a tough one. I love music and I LOVE adventures. So technically at any moment, any music could be the theme song for my current adventure..... even if my current adventure is cleaning the house in between a 40+ year old's personal dance party.
Some of my favorite adventuring tunes would have to include:
Born to Be Wild... Steppenwolf
Thunder, Highway to Hell, You Shook Me All Night Long.. by ACDC
The Eagles.. ALL!!!
Who Says You Can't Go Home.. Bon Jovi and Jennifer Nettles
ANY Motown Compilation/ Playlist/ CD/ Mixed Tape/ Record
Jimmy Buffet's Greatest Hits
The unbelievable James Taylor (ALL AND ANY)
Pour Some Sugar On Me... Def Leppard
The Statler Brothers and Oak Ridge Boys.. best played on 8-track and
blaring from a 1988 Delta 88 Oldsmobile
1999 the Album... by Prince
Most of Garth Brooks stuff... not that weird album he did trying to be somebody else tho. Just NO!
Blister in the Sun.. Violent Femmes
Tempted...Squeeze
Stand.. REM
If A Girl Answers.. Vanity 6
Jump.... Van Halen
Beach Beat Shaggin'... a pirated copy made by a suitemate at NCSU... that took me 22 years to find a CD copy.
Sounds of Summer.. Beach Boys
And anything the people I love will crank up and sing along!!
Life is an adventure... only made sweeter by music!! Grateful for both of these for sure!!
HOLY MOLY!! This is a tough one. I love music and I LOVE adventures. So technically at any moment, any music could be the theme song for my current adventure..... even if my current adventure is cleaning the house in between a 40+ year old's personal dance party.
Some of my favorite adventuring tunes would have to include:
Born to Be Wild... Steppenwolf
Thunder, Highway to Hell, You Shook Me All Night Long.. by ACDC
The Eagles.. ALL!!!
Who Says You Can't Go Home.. Bon Jovi and Jennifer Nettles
ANY Motown Compilation/ Playlist/ CD/ Mixed Tape/ Record
Jimmy Buffet's Greatest Hits
The unbelievable James Taylor (ALL AND ANY)
Pour Some Sugar On Me... Def Leppard
The Statler Brothers and Oak Ridge Boys.. best played on 8-track and
blaring from a 1988 Delta 88 Oldsmobile
1999 the Album... by Prince
Most of Garth Brooks stuff... not that weird album he did trying to be somebody else tho. Just NO!
Blister in the Sun.. Violent Femmes
Tempted...Squeeze
Stand.. REM
If A Girl Answers.. Vanity 6
Jump.... Van Halen
Beach Beat Shaggin'... a pirated copy made by a suitemate at NCSU... that took me 22 years to find a CD copy.
Sounds of Summer.. Beach Boys
And anything the people I love will crank up and sing along!!
Life is an adventure... only made sweeter by music!! Grateful for both of these for sure!!
January20...Writing Challenge 2018
Words I Want to Share With Others
I guess I share a lot of words via Social Media such as this blog and Facebook. Some are fabulous and perfectly written. Others... not so much! One thing is true... they are all real. They are all genuine. There is nothing fake or convoluted. Just me... throwing my words around hoping they will land and take meaning.
I am often taken back when people thank me for my posts. I mean it when I say I usually post what I need to hear on any given day and find it amusing and astonishing when others say they feel it touched them as well.
So I guess my biggest words are these:
YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!
YOU are valuable no matter how damaged, broken, or defeated you feel right this moment.
And... I am darn glad to know you. If you are reading this, our paths have crossed and I can tell you how or why you impacted my life. I am humbled, I am grateful, and I am blessed. Thank you!!
I guess I share a lot of words via Social Media such as this blog and Facebook. Some are fabulous and perfectly written. Others... not so much! One thing is true... they are all real. They are all genuine. There is nothing fake or convoluted. Just me... throwing my words around hoping they will land and take meaning.
I am often taken back when people thank me for my posts. I mean it when I say I usually post what I need to hear on any given day and find it amusing and astonishing when others say they feel it touched them as well.
So I guess my biggest words are these:
YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!
YOU are valuable no matter how damaged, broken, or defeated you feel right this moment.
And... I am darn glad to know you. If you are reading this, our paths have crossed and I can tell you how or why you impacted my life. I am humbled, I am grateful, and I am blessed. Thank you!!
January 19...Writing Challenge 2018
When I Feel Most Rested...
Sleep has never really been a friend of mine. LIKE EVER!! I was that kid that required little sleep and am told that one of my first sentences was " no B-E-D, daddy, NO B-E-D!!"
As a result, much of my life is spent consuming high calorie, low nutrient fructose and caffeine to maintain energy need to be "on" and "110%". YEARS of this behavior has started to catch up with me, I must admit. The dark circles are harder to hide and I nod off in my comfy chair sometimes before the sun sets.
HOWEVER... a time I feel most rested is about the middle of July. School ends mid June and by the middle of July, I have established good work out habits that don't get cast aside because of the demands of life. I am eating more fresh vegetables and taking the time to enjoy preparing the meals I consume and am driven by my personal body clock and what my heart desires instead of job commitments and demands.
Most times by this point, I have spent a week or more in the mountains of North Carolina breathing in fresh air and exhaling the dank, nastiness of life lived in the trenches. I read, visit with friends and family, take the time to notice the beauty around me and appreciate every little thing I see. I sleep, eat foods that are pleasing to the pallet (even if they land among the hips and thighs), and indulge in mindless television to the point of being spellbound by HGTV or Food Network for a time. I play board games or not. I do school work... or NOT. I just roll with it and attempt to throw a few dance moves in as well. YES is the battle cry for the week and laughter echoes across the mountain tops and lands deeply in our souls. We store it up to carry in our hearts until this magical period of rest and renewal arrives again and it is indeed magical.
Sleep has never really been a friend of mine. LIKE EVER!! I was that kid that required little sleep and am told that one of my first sentences was " no B-E-D, daddy, NO B-E-D!!"
As a result, much of my life is spent consuming high calorie, low nutrient fructose and caffeine to maintain energy need to be "on" and "110%". YEARS of this behavior has started to catch up with me, I must admit. The dark circles are harder to hide and I nod off in my comfy chair sometimes before the sun sets.
HOWEVER... a time I feel most rested is about the middle of July. School ends mid June and by the middle of July, I have established good work out habits that don't get cast aside because of the demands of life. I am eating more fresh vegetables and taking the time to enjoy preparing the meals I consume and am driven by my personal body clock and what my heart desires instead of job commitments and demands.
Most times by this point, I have spent a week or more in the mountains of North Carolina breathing in fresh air and exhaling the dank, nastiness of life lived in the trenches. I read, visit with friends and family, take the time to notice the beauty around me and appreciate every little thing I see. I sleep, eat foods that are pleasing to the pallet (even if they land among the hips and thighs), and indulge in mindless television to the point of being spellbound by HGTV or Food Network for a time. I play board games or not. I do school work... or NOT. I just roll with it and attempt to throw a few dance moves in as well. YES is the battle cry for the week and laughter echoes across the mountain tops and lands deeply in our souls. We store it up to carry in our hearts until this magical period of rest and renewal arrives again and it is indeed magical.
January 18... Writing Challenge 2018
A Mistake That Helped Me to Grow....
Picture this: The time is October 1999. Young entrepreneurs, Andy and Maria Freeman, are heading to the Big D (Dallas... Texas, that is) to sell our company's services and make our mark on the lumber industry. We were headed to NAWLA (like the Super Bowl of lumber and transportation) and had HUGE plans for growing our business and making our countless hours of mental and physical labors pay off.
Andy had gotten a table cover, give aways, and our game plan of how to manage our booth while at the same time make the rounds to see other potential customers. He also worked 7 to 5 daily to prepare the grounds and complete the orders for the business contacts we had begun.
I had two jobs. One- to make a brochure advertising our business, The Carolina Plum, Incorporated and Two- to make hotel reservations. You may say.. "why, Maria, your jobs seem small by comparison." But I must remind you I was teaching full time as well.
I was so proud of myself. My brochures looked quite professional (with the help of teacher friend, Gail Weddington) and calling to get reservations for The Wyndham had been a piece of cake. EASY!! Right?? My to do list was done a month before our departure date. WAHOO and YEAH FOR ME!!
Fast forward... we arrive in Dallas after driving from North Carolina and spending the night in the ArkLaTex area of Bossier City, Louisiana. I was feeling quite sassy as I sauntered up to the check-in desk to claim our room for the event. The gentleman was so kind but had to inform me our reservations started YESTERDAY and because we had not contacted them, our room had been given away to one of the hundreds of people on the wait list. I nearly cried... I HAD ONE JOB!!! ONE!!!!
We were quickly ushered to a sweet and understanding concierge who dug around the greater Dallas area and found us accommodations in a hotel about fifteen minutes from the Wyndham. Andy was obviously not happy but said little. I credit his tepid tongue to the fact that I had just found out I was pregnant with our first child and he was still in awe of that whole idea.
The event went well. We worked our butts off. And our business prospered.
LESSON LEARNED: Always, double and triple check hotel arrival dates. I must say the advent of the internet has made this quite a bit easier to do...but boy did I feel like a total idiot then... and now if I let myself fully transform to that moment in time.
Picture this: The time is October 1999. Young entrepreneurs, Andy and Maria Freeman, are heading to the Big D (Dallas... Texas, that is) to sell our company's services and make our mark on the lumber industry. We were headed to NAWLA (like the Super Bowl of lumber and transportation) and had HUGE plans for growing our business and making our countless hours of mental and physical labors pay off.
Andy had gotten a table cover, give aways, and our game plan of how to manage our booth while at the same time make the rounds to see other potential customers. He also worked 7 to 5 daily to prepare the grounds and complete the orders for the business contacts we had begun.
I had two jobs. One- to make a brochure advertising our business, The Carolina Plum, Incorporated and Two- to make hotel reservations. You may say.. "why, Maria, your jobs seem small by comparison." But I must remind you I was teaching full time as well.
I was so proud of myself. My brochures looked quite professional (with the help of teacher friend, Gail Weddington) and calling to get reservations for The Wyndham had been a piece of cake. EASY!! Right?? My to do list was done a month before our departure date. WAHOO and YEAH FOR ME!!
Fast forward... we arrive in Dallas after driving from North Carolina and spending the night in the ArkLaTex area of Bossier City, Louisiana. I was feeling quite sassy as I sauntered up to the check-in desk to claim our room for the event. The gentleman was so kind but had to inform me our reservations started YESTERDAY and because we had not contacted them, our room had been given away to one of the hundreds of people on the wait list. I nearly cried... I HAD ONE JOB!!! ONE!!!!
We were quickly ushered to a sweet and understanding concierge who dug around the greater Dallas area and found us accommodations in a hotel about fifteen minutes from the Wyndham. Andy was obviously not happy but said little. I credit his tepid tongue to the fact that I had just found out I was pregnant with our first child and he was still in awe of that whole idea.
The event went well. We worked our butts off. And our business prospered.
LESSON LEARNED: Always, double and triple check hotel arrival dates. I must say the advent of the internet has made this quite a bit easier to do...but boy did I feel like a total idiot then... and now if I let myself fully transform to that moment in time.
Wednesday, January 17, 2018
January 17.... Writing Challenge 2018
A Quote that Inspires You...
" I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help" ~Psalm 121:1
I love this little portion of a longer Bible verse. Having been raised in the hills of North Carolina, that is the place my heart calls HOME! The place where your soul finds peace and a gentle breeze whispers "everything is going to be okay."
One key to the verse tho' is the power that lies within to lift MY eyes. I find it darn near impossible to stay downtrodden when my eyes are upward. How often I forget that...
The second key is that help is available. From a Type A Control Freak, this is hard to admit. But oh friends, when I finally seek help, the blessings flow and flow. I find new things to appreciate about my peers and make friends from strangers.
" I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help" ~Psalm 121:1
I love this little portion of a longer Bible verse. Having been raised in the hills of North Carolina, that is the place my heart calls HOME! The place where your soul finds peace and a gentle breeze whispers "everything is going to be okay."
One key to the verse tho' is the power that lies within to lift MY eyes. I find it darn near impossible to stay downtrodden when my eyes are upward. How often I forget that...
The second key is that help is available. From a Type A Control Freak, this is hard to admit. But oh friends, when I finally seek help, the blessings flow and flow. I find new things to appreciate about my peers and make friends from strangers.
January 16...Writing Challenge 2018
What Are My Personal Gifts?
Gifts are often things we receive that we did not ask for and sometimes things we never knew we needed. I think of personal gifts in that manner. God created each of us with the exact skills HE knew we would need. Some of those gifts are always present; while others are with us for a season of our lives only.
One personal gift I have always had is the ability to see good in most situations. Positive slants, humorous side effects, and tons of silver linings have been sprinkled in my thoughts like cheese from the shaker on a gorgeous homemade pizza.
Another personal gift I have is resiliency. There is a terrible {yet catchy} song by Chumbawamba called "Tub Thumping." The primary words are "I get knocked down, but I get up again.. You are never gonna' keep me down." This seems to be a theme in my life too. I am not good with staying in a dark, negative place for too very long. I seem to forgive too quickly and appear to be "over it" because the truth is... it hurts me to dwell there. I don't see the sense in wasting time in self-pity when your situation will not likely be changed by this behavior. My brain automatically screams "THIS STINKS!! and now what are we going to do about it?"
A last gift that still fits in this theme is the ability to see and (hopefully) draw out the good in all people. Sometimes we are the mirror that others need. Reminding others of how far they've come, how truly good they are, and regardless of circumstances they are valuable and worthy is a great gift. I love to analyze folks and see what makes them tick. In doing so, you usually find most of their negative behaviors are driven from a hurt that is familiar and one they just might not be ready to let go of. When we take time to understand and invest in those damaged lives, it is truly amazing what can happen. Their lives are forever changed...but so our ours... which is actually yet another gift!!
Another personal gift I have is resiliency. There is a terrible {yet catchy} song by Chumbawamba called "Tub Thumping." The primary words are "I get knocked down, but I get up again.. You are never gonna' keep me down." This seems to be a theme in my life too. I am not good with staying in a dark, negative place for too very long. I seem to forgive too quickly and appear to be "over it" because the truth is... it hurts me to dwell there. I don't see the sense in wasting time in self-pity when your situation will not likely be changed by this behavior. My brain automatically screams "THIS STINKS!! and now what are we going to do about it?"
A last gift that still fits in this theme is the ability to see and (hopefully) draw out the good in all people. Sometimes we are the mirror that others need. Reminding others of how far they've come, how truly good they are, and regardless of circumstances they are valuable and worthy is a great gift. I love to analyze folks and see what makes them tick. In doing so, you usually find most of their negative behaviors are driven from a hurt that is familiar and one they just might not be ready to let go of. When we take time to understand and invest in those damaged lives, it is truly amazing what can happen. Their lives are forever changed...but so our ours... which is actually yet another gift!!
Monday, January 15, 2018
January 15...Writing Challenge 2018
A Good Idea...
is to practice excellent self-care. Now before you get your feathers ruffled...know that I am speaking to myself too. I have not mastered this skill. I am not good at it. And I feel guilty doing it!
I do know this..when I am taking care of myself and infusing all of my have to dos with some things that genuinely bring me joy, I am better. A better person! This better me is able to handle disappointments, failures, and sadness much more effectively. I don’t loose my mind over small things because I can see they will not last forever. I am more balanced, more satisfied, and truly more likely to be at peace.
How do we achieve this? I think the first thing to do is make a list of ideas that we consider worthy of our time that we are reserving for us. Nope..laundry would not be my number one. Ever! It if it is yours, well rock on and enjoy that, my friend.
Here are a few of my gifts I can offer myself:
1- a long walk outside with no time limits or particular destination.
2- blaring MY music of choice and singing along with no worries of how silly I may look (best done in the car).
3- a long soak in the tub with a compelling book.
4- forgiving myself for anything less than perfect in my day, week, or life.
5- stealing one on one conversations with my sons who intrigue and amaze me daily.
6- giving up...and asking for help with things rather than believing and (trying) to be, do, or manage it all.
7- sleeping.. when I get tired until I wake up! Tough to do on my crazy teacher schedule, but I should do it more often.
8- occasionally indulging in a fountain coke...with lots of ice.
9- cleaning up the figurative and literal clutter in my life. If it does not have a purpose, is used regularly, or bring me joy...pretty sure it needs to go!
10- just saying yes to invitations to do things with other people. I doubt anyone is going to care if I do something different every once in a while. What am I going to miss? Laundry, grading papers, and too many wasted moments on the iPad. Humans are way better...why do I forget this?
11- stay tuned...I’ve got some thinking to do....
January 14... Writing Challenge 2018
Someone Who Has Made Me Proud...
This one is tough. I can think of proud moments for almost every human I know. I may be proud of the way a stranger is kind to small children who struggle in adult like situations to not get in trouble. I may also be equally proud of someone who stands up for themself yet does not leave a trail of ugliness behind.
I may be proud of my boys, my parents, my husband, my extended family, my students, my colleagues, and my friends...for a zillion reasons...but mostly for CHOOSING TO BE IN MY LIFE and love me flaws and all. And that folks..is no small task.
This one is tough. I can think of proud moments for almost every human I know. I may be proud of the way a stranger is kind to small children who struggle in adult like situations to not get in trouble. I may also be equally proud of someone who stands up for themself yet does not leave a trail of ugliness behind.
I may be proud of my boys, my parents, my husband, my extended family, my students, my colleagues, and my friends...for a zillion reasons...but mostly for CHOOSING TO BE IN MY LIFE and love me flaws and all. And that folks..is no small task.
Saturday, January 13, 2018
January 13... Writing Challenge 2018
A Place I’ve Been Recently....
is H2O Waterfowl in Dunn, NC. My little family of four went to participate in an IDPA Pistol Match. I was nervous but felt ready to give it my best shot...pun intended. We woke up early for a Saturday morning and headed out at 6:15 a.m. I drove and sang songs and was feeling pretty relaxed all things considered. We arrived to find LOTS of other shooters but I still felt okay. We were assigned a squad with our friend as the SO (Safety Officer) and I was one of only three women. Still...I was okay.
We got to our first Stage and it was tricky, but doable. As long as I kept my head and used good form. I vowed not to worry that I was slow...and to focus on accuracy. I watched others and was still not wigged out too badly. My turn was called and I nodded with only a tad bit of apprehension. I charged my pistol and concentrated on smooth trigger pulls and fluid movements and hitting the targets in the correct order. Part one...whew...no penalties!
Moving onward to phase two and I followed proper rules of concealment and was actually breathing again...then DARN IT... I turned to the right when I was supposed to turn to the left. I never swept anyone with the muzzle of the gun, never was unsafe...but BAM.... disqualified!! DQ!!?? Disqualified...not Dairy Queen.
Instantly I was shifted to another place. The one between my ears. I could’ve blamed the pistol, our friend, my kids, my husband, the dogs back home...you know....on and on and on! Instead, I apologized and said it was my fault. I took the punishment of being DQed from the match with no pouting or gnashing of teeth. I hated to mess up... but owning my mistake felt pretty good. Nobody could talk junk because there was nothing to say. I messed up. I admitted it. I took my punishment.
This “place” felt really good. Maybe I’ll go there again in a different setting. Maybe, you’ll even join me!
is H2O Waterfowl in Dunn, NC. My little family of four went to participate in an IDPA Pistol Match. I was nervous but felt ready to give it my best shot...pun intended. We woke up early for a Saturday morning and headed out at 6:15 a.m. I drove and sang songs and was feeling pretty relaxed all things considered. We arrived to find LOTS of other shooters but I still felt okay. We were assigned a squad with our friend as the SO (Safety Officer) and I was one of only three women. Still...I was okay.
We got to our first Stage and it was tricky, but doable. As long as I kept my head and used good form. I vowed not to worry that I was slow...and to focus on accuracy. I watched others and was still not wigged out too badly. My turn was called and I nodded with only a tad bit of apprehension. I charged my pistol and concentrated on smooth trigger pulls and fluid movements and hitting the targets in the correct order. Part one...whew...no penalties!
Moving onward to phase two and I followed proper rules of concealment and was actually breathing again...then DARN IT... I turned to the right when I was supposed to turn to the left. I never swept anyone with the muzzle of the gun, never was unsafe...but BAM.... disqualified!! DQ!!?? Disqualified...not Dairy Queen.
Instantly I was shifted to another place. The one between my ears. I could’ve blamed the pistol, our friend, my kids, my husband, the dogs back home...you know....on and on and on! Instead, I apologized and said it was my fault. I took the punishment of being DQed from the match with no pouting or gnashing of teeth. I hated to mess up... but owning my mistake felt pretty good. Nobody could talk junk because there was nothing to say. I messed up. I admitted it. I took my punishment.
This “place” felt really good. Maybe I’ll go there again in a different setting. Maybe, you’ll even join me!
Friday, January 12, 2018
January 12...Writing Challenge 2018
A Need I Can Meet...
is providing humor and a positive slant on Social Media. My husband is anti-social media to the nth degree. He and I have had several discussions, conversations, and maybe even a heated debate about how bad social media is. He is not incorrect when he says it can ruin people’s lives. I’ve seen it happen more times than I care to admit.
But here’s the thing..I control what I post. I can delete those people who don’t respect my boundaries. I can turn it off and walk away. Because of these choices, I vowed I would disconnect the first time social media caused me ANY stress, discourse, or hurt feelings.
Nine years in and notably, I am still going! I only post positive thoughts or real life not so positive thoughts that I need support and help with. Most days, my morning posts are self-help pep talks for ME that I share with others. Whenever possible and appropriate, I’ll share funny stories so the world can smile along with me.
So I say...it’s all good in my social media neighborhood. Won’t you be my neighbor?
is providing humor and a positive slant on Social Media. My husband is anti-social media to the nth degree. He and I have had several discussions, conversations, and maybe even a heated debate about how bad social media is. He is not incorrect when he says it can ruin people’s lives. I’ve seen it happen more times than I care to admit.
But here’s the thing..I control what I post. I can delete those people who don’t respect my boundaries. I can turn it off and walk away. Because of these choices, I vowed I would disconnect the first time social media caused me ANY stress, discourse, or hurt feelings.
Nine years in and notably, I am still going! I only post positive thoughts or real life not so positive thoughts that I need support and help with. Most days, my morning posts are self-help pep talks for ME that I share with others. Whenever possible and appropriate, I’ll share funny stories so the world can smile along with me.
So I say...it’s all good in my social media neighborhood. Won’t you be my neighbor?
January 11... Writing Challenge 2018
A Challenge I have Overcome...
is not getting beaten down in a profession that often sucks the life out of anyone who dares to stick in it.
Politicians feel they know best and are incessantly pulling the fragile marionette strings that dictate the can and cannot do’s in my little classroom.
Add to that negative publicity at every turn about inappropriate behavior and choices made by educators across the nation. Sad to say, the gullible public believes we must all fit the bill and are to be mistrusted and seen as the enemy.
Throw into the mix, a bevy of parents who have helicoptered their way into middle school never saying no or holding their child accountable... only to meet me...who will do both...daily... God forbid.
Most recently, add a smattering of outstanding young professionals who continue to become my bosses....while I see them through a shroud of age that keeps reminding me..I really could be their mother!! They are great...but their “ new” ideas have sometimes cycled through multiple times in my career.
Oh and last but certainly not least, let’s acknowledge ridiculous high stakes testing that had been tied to teacher effectiveness and school report card grades...which invites more criticism and disdain for me and what I do. Absolutely the worst thing to happen since I began teaching!
Heard enough yet? Yeah, me either! Because dear ones, there is still magic in Room A13. It comes encased in awkward, hormone driven, young bodies that are honest and pure and really searching for what I can offer them. Those things being: unconditional love, forgiveness, hope, basic knowledge and where to find information they crave , and the most important thing of all...that who they are will always trump what they know in my eyes. My joy can never be robbed when self-discovery and acceptance are celebrated within and among my middle school students.
So...yes... there are lots of reasons to feel defeated and downtrodden. BUT....This old gal ain’t throwing in the towel any time soon! Believe that!
is not getting beaten down in a profession that often sucks the life out of anyone who dares to stick in it.
Politicians feel they know best and are incessantly pulling the fragile marionette strings that dictate the can and cannot do’s in my little classroom.
Add to that negative publicity at every turn about inappropriate behavior and choices made by educators across the nation. Sad to say, the gullible public believes we must all fit the bill and are to be mistrusted and seen as the enemy.
Throw into the mix, a bevy of parents who have helicoptered their way into middle school never saying no or holding their child accountable... only to meet me...who will do both...daily... God forbid.
Most recently, add a smattering of outstanding young professionals who continue to become my bosses....while I see them through a shroud of age that keeps reminding me..I really could be their mother!! They are great...but their “ new” ideas have sometimes cycled through multiple times in my career.
Oh and last but certainly not least, let’s acknowledge ridiculous high stakes testing that had been tied to teacher effectiveness and school report card grades...which invites more criticism and disdain for me and what I do. Absolutely the worst thing to happen since I began teaching!
Heard enough yet? Yeah, me either! Because dear ones, there is still magic in Room A13. It comes encased in awkward, hormone driven, young bodies that are honest and pure and really searching for what I can offer them. Those things being: unconditional love, forgiveness, hope, basic knowledge and where to find information they crave , and the most important thing of all...that who they are will always trump what they know in my eyes. My joy can never be robbed when self-discovery and acceptance are celebrated within and among my middle school students.
So...yes... there are lots of reasons to feel defeated and downtrodden. BUT....This old gal ain’t throwing in the towel any time soon! Believe that!
January 10... Writing Challenge 2018
One Thing I Learned About Myself Last Year...
was that I can have a huge amount of patience and self control. Beginning December 2017, my husband’s health rapidly declined. He had not felt great after Thanksgiving but had to go to Texas for a water emergency.
When he returned, he absolutely was wiped out. Our doctor diagnosed him with mono and he spent most of the Christmas holidays in bed or in the recliner. He was pitiful and a very sick man. We just assumed mono in adults was worse than in kids and kept trying to rest and feed him into health.
Around the MLK holiday, his balance and nerve control took a nose dive. Thankfully, he saw the right people and had a major neck surgery to make repairs to a severely damaged spinal cord. During all this time, I never lost patience with my husband or his prognosis. I listened carefully and tried to help doctors understand this was not normal.
Through it all, I worked at my job, tried to be a decent mom, and even managed our household and the water pump in our well going out the day I brought him home from the hospital. At any given moment, I could have lost my crap... totally... like for real! Instead, I managed self-control and patience with the situation. Through it all, I never doubted we’d be okay....one way or another! God made it so....just like he gifted me with patience and self-control like never before.
was that I can have a huge amount of patience and self control. Beginning December 2017, my husband’s health rapidly declined. He had not felt great after Thanksgiving but had to go to Texas for a water emergency.
When he returned, he absolutely was wiped out. Our doctor diagnosed him with mono and he spent most of the Christmas holidays in bed or in the recliner. He was pitiful and a very sick man. We just assumed mono in adults was worse than in kids and kept trying to rest and feed him into health.
Around the MLK holiday, his balance and nerve control took a nose dive. Thankfully, he saw the right people and had a major neck surgery to make repairs to a severely damaged spinal cord. During all this time, I never lost patience with my husband or his prognosis. I listened carefully and tried to help doctors understand this was not normal.
Through it all, I worked at my job, tried to be a decent mom, and even managed our household and the water pump in our well going out the day I brought him home from the hospital. At any given moment, I could have lost my crap... totally... like for real! Instead, I managed self-control and patience with the situation. Through it all, I never doubted we’d be okay....one way or another! God made it so....just like he gifted me with patience and self-control like never before.
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
January 9....Writing Challenge 2018
Do My Actions March My Words?
Sadly...a lot of times..no! I encourage others and almost always try to put a positive slant on the dreariest , I turn around and treat myself with negativity or downtrodden thoughts. I suppose it is a do as I say not as I do moment. People often comment how they love reading my posts...but what I must admit is that nine times out of ten...the words are completely meant for my own spirit!
Getting these two actions into closer alignment seems like a good goal to include in my agenda items.
Monday, January 8, 2018
January 8.... Writing Challenge 2018
A List of Places I have Visited..As Best as I can Remember. .... in no particular order of beauty or significance.
1- Myrtle Beach, SC
2- Washington, DC
3- Outer Banks, NC
4- London, England
5- Paris, France
6- Frankfurt, Germany
7- Barcelona, Spain
8- Lucerne, Switzerland
9- Cozumel, Mexico
10- New York, New York
11- Murray, Kentucky
12- Baltimore, Maryland
13- Gettysburg, VA
14- Mouth of Wilson, VA
15- Banner Elk, NC
16- Charleston, SC
17- Suffolk/ Hampton Roads/ Va. Beach, VA
18- Virginia Creeper Trail, Damascus VA
19- Stone Mountain, GA
20- Stone Mountain, NC
21- Grayson Highlands State Park, VA
22- Big Creek Horse Camp, Smoky Mountains, TN
23- Memphis, TN
24- Little Rock, AR
25- Dallas, TX
26- Chicago, IL
27- Fort Worth, TX
28- Bossier City, LA
29- Lyon, France
30- Massanutten, VA
31- Roanoke, VA
32- Surf Side Beach, NC
33- Fort Caswell, NC
34- Lake Lure, NC
35- Chimney Rock, NC
36- Ocean Isle, NC
37- Pine Knoll Shores, NC
38- Orlando, FL
39- Miami, FL
40- Key West, FL
41- Asheville, NC
42- Black Mountain, NC
43- Fayetteville, NC
44- The French Rivierra
45- The English Channel... and years later the Chunnel
46- Atlanta, GA
47- Newark, NJ
1- Myrtle Beach, SC
2- Washington, DC
3- Outer Banks, NC
4- London, England
5- Paris, France
6- Frankfurt, Germany
7- Barcelona, Spain
8- Lucerne, Switzerland
9- Cozumel, Mexico
10- New York, New York
11- Murray, Kentucky
12- Baltimore, Maryland
13- Gettysburg, VA
14- Mouth of Wilson, VA
15- Banner Elk, NC
16- Charleston, SC
17- Suffolk/ Hampton Roads/ Va. Beach, VA
18- Virginia Creeper Trail, Damascus VA
19- Stone Mountain, GA
20- Stone Mountain, NC
21- Grayson Highlands State Park, VA
22- Big Creek Horse Camp, Smoky Mountains, TN
23- Memphis, TN
24- Little Rock, AR
25- Dallas, TX
26- Chicago, IL
27- Fort Worth, TX
28- Bossier City, LA
29- Lyon, France
30- Massanutten, VA
31- Roanoke, VA
32- Surf Side Beach, NC
33- Fort Caswell, NC
34- Lake Lure, NC
35- Chimney Rock, NC
36- Ocean Isle, NC
37- Pine Knoll Shores, NC
38- Orlando, FL
39- Miami, FL
40- Key West, FL
41- Asheville, NC
42- Black Mountain, NC
43- Fayetteville, NC
44- The French Rivierra
45- The English Channel... and years later the Chunnel
46- Atlanta, GA
47- Newark, NJ
Sunday, January 7, 2018
January 7... Writing Challenge 2018
A Trip I Want to Take This Year
This year I want to take a road trip with my sons and husband. They are great lovers of adventure and have pulled me into their web of chaos. Last summer, we never took a vacation at all because they were all working. As a result, I accepted a brief stint as a Summer Camp STEM teacher at Rockwell Elementary... and that ended up being a TRIP! For real!! One I really never thought I would take and one I really, seriously, no sarcasm at all enjoyed.
So about this road trip. I am thinking a trip that takes us to several points in the good old USA (land that we love). I don't know if we could pull off the whole 48 states thing but that surely would be a great long term goal. My boys were both asked today "where would (your mom) like to go?" Without knowledge of the other's answer, they both said "Lake McDonald, Montana". This makes me laugh because I think I have only mentioned this one or maybe three times after seeing an image on Pinterest. It might not even be all that beautiful for I have done NO research. The thing that rings true in my mind is that I said it and they remembered. (Note to self: choose ALL your words carefully for you NEVER know what they might remember).
I could go toward Texas, to the Midwest, New England especially Maine... or wherever. You see... the destination is totally unimportant. The people I will share the journey with, the memories we will make, and the solid foundation we will lay as dare I say, ADULT friends is the goal of my trip.
I guess I better start saving my money and get busy researching this place called Lake McDonald. Have you ever been??
This year I want to take a road trip with my sons and husband. They are great lovers of adventure and have pulled me into their web of chaos. Last summer, we never took a vacation at all because they were all working. As a result, I accepted a brief stint as a Summer Camp STEM teacher at Rockwell Elementary... and that ended up being a TRIP! For real!! One I really never thought I would take and one I really, seriously, no sarcasm at all enjoyed.
So about this road trip. I am thinking a trip that takes us to several points in the good old USA (land that we love). I don't know if we could pull off the whole 48 states thing but that surely would be a great long term goal. My boys were both asked today "where would (your mom) like to go?" Without knowledge of the other's answer, they both said "Lake McDonald, Montana". This makes me laugh because I think I have only mentioned this one or maybe three times after seeing an image on Pinterest. It might not even be all that beautiful for I have done NO research. The thing that rings true in my mind is that I said it and they remembered. (Note to self: choose ALL your words carefully for you NEVER know what they might remember).
I could go toward Texas, to the Midwest, New England especially Maine... or wherever. You see... the destination is totally unimportant. The people I will share the journey with, the memories we will make, and the solid foundation we will lay as dare I say, ADULT friends is the goal of my trip.
I guess I better start saving my money and get busy researching this place called Lake McDonald. Have you ever been??
Saturday, January 6, 2018
January 6...Writing challenge 2018
Finances Shymances....
This Year I will manage my finances better by being more self-controlled with whim spending. You know, where you just throw the thing into your real life or virtual cart and then feel astonished that your “little purchases”cost $300 freaking dollars! I most often feel heart attack symptoms at the grocery store due to this phenomenon!
I have always been pretty miserly and was taught to earn and save money by my awesome parents. My mom often would agree to pay x dollars for something I wanted with me filling in the rest. This was genius because it helped me judge if something was worth MY money or not. It probably alleviated a lot of crap being bought and hanging around untouched for years until the dump or Goodwill was gifted with it.
My parents also made the choice to let me earn money for things that were not required. For example, my mom gave me money for lunch and gas once weekly during high school. If I spent carelessly, I’d be hungry or at home come the weekend! Again, pretty genius thinking. I never fell into credit card traps in college because I KNEW you had to pay for that crap eventually.... and probably a lot more with interest! Yikes!
Lastly, my Dad taught me to be generous and giving with my money! If somebody wanted something, work your hiney off to get it for them if you wanted them to have it. I’m thinking of the Dark Tower game purchased on a visit to Salisbury one fall weekend when I was in sixth or seventh grade. It was not necessary, needed, and perhaps not even deserved. But the magic of it was, he made it happen! The cost (maybe 74 bucks?) was ridiculous and I LOVED that thing! I am pretty sure we still have it in Wilkesboro! Maybe it’s an antique? All this to say.... gift giving should be a bit crazy! And your money can make it happen!
These truths exist in 2018...
1-Everybody (pauper and millionaire alike) has financial issues. Don’t let them control you.
2-Everything is expensive and getting more so. If you find a deal on something you love and use, go for it!
3-You can’t take any money or things with you after you leave this Earth. Enjoy your life and the people you’ve been gifted to treasure. Do this and fianances will be become a little less important.
This Year I will manage my finances better by being more self-controlled with whim spending. You know, where you just throw the thing into your real life or virtual cart and then feel astonished that your “little purchases”cost $300 freaking dollars! I most often feel heart attack symptoms at the grocery store due to this phenomenon!
I have always been pretty miserly and was taught to earn and save money by my awesome parents. My mom often would agree to pay x dollars for something I wanted with me filling in the rest. This was genius because it helped me judge if something was worth MY money or not. It probably alleviated a lot of crap being bought and hanging around untouched for years until the dump or Goodwill was gifted with it.
My parents also made the choice to let me earn money for things that were not required. For example, my mom gave me money for lunch and gas once weekly during high school. If I spent carelessly, I’d be hungry or at home come the weekend! Again, pretty genius thinking. I never fell into credit card traps in college because I KNEW you had to pay for that crap eventually.... and probably a lot more with interest! Yikes!
Lastly, my Dad taught me to be generous and giving with my money! If somebody wanted something, work your hiney off to get it for them if you wanted them to have it. I’m thinking of the Dark Tower game purchased on a visit to Salisbury one fall weekend when I was in sixth or seventh grade. It was not necessary, needed, and perhaps not even deserved. But the magic of it was, he made it happen! The cost (maybe 74 bucks?) was ridiculous and I LOVED that thing! I am pretty sure we still have it in Wilkesboro! Maybe it’s an antique? All this to say.... gift giving should be a bit crazy! And your money can make it happen!
These truths exist in 2018...
1-Everybody (pauper and millionaire alike) has financial issues. Don’t let them control you.
2-Everything is expensive and getting more so. If you find a deal on something you love and use, go for it!
3-You can’t take any money or things with you after you leave this Earth. Enjoy your life and the people you’ve been gifted to treasure. Do this and fianances will be become a little less important.
Friday, January 5, 2018
January 5...Writing Challenge 2018
A Time I Don’t Want To Forget
My mind is so full of memories that feel like they will never fade. But like the world we live in, clutter causes the beautiful things to be hidden from view. One specific time, I don’t want to miss is a beautiful sunny summer afternoon on the deck of our condo we refer to as the Mountain House.
My boys had just turned three and four and they loved life. EVERY thing was exciting and their eyes danced with each new day’s possibilities. This particular afternoon their awesome Nana invited them to finger paint. And finger paint they did.....every surface in sight. The loved covering their sweet little chubby hands with paint and “monogramming”the table, deck railing, even a wall of the building. We stripped them down to their underwear and they morphed themselves into Indian warriors and ancient Shahmen and monsters and things I can’t even recall. It was innocent. It was pure joy. It was lovely! And in those laughter filled, judgement free moments, my heart sang a tune that still finds me today as I look at the 16 and 17 year olds that stand before me. Even tho the day was nothing special or razzle dazzle by world standards, this is a time to never, ever forget!
My mind is so full of memories that feel like they will never fade. But like the world we live in, clutter causes the beautiful things to be hidden from view. One specific time, I don’t want to miss is a beautiful sunny summer afternoon on the deck of our condo we refer to as the Mountain House.
My boys had just turned three and four and they loved life. EVERY thing was exciting and their eyes danced with each new day’s possibilities. This particular afternoon their awesome Nana invited them to finger paint. And finger paint they did.....every surface in sight. The loved covering their sweet little chubby hands with paint and “monogramming”the table, deck railing, even a wall of the building. We stripped them down to their underwear and they morphed themselves into Indian warriors and ancient Shahmen and monsters and things I can’t even recall. It was innocent. It was pure joy. It was lovely! And in those laughter filled, judgement free moments, my heart sang a tune that still finds me today as I look at the 16 and 17 year olds that stand before me. Even tho the day was nothing special or razzle dazzle by world standards, this is a time to never, ever forget!
Thursday, January 4, 2018
January 4...Writing Challenge 2018
Something I Would Like to Try This Year I have Never Tried Before
This year I would like to be fit and FEEL healthy and strong enough to ZIPLINE!! I conquered the Alpine Tower at ASU and felt jelly legs and squeamish stomach but DID IT!! The boys have Ziplined several times and I always wanted to go...but feared being out of shape and holding them back OR being just too darn fat to comfortably do the thing.
Ideally, I will do this with those same boys and enjoy the experience. The biggest appeal is the exhilaration that seems to be on EVERY person's face I have ever observed completing this goal.
The WHEEEEEEE feeling sounds totally fun and exciting! I have read about some options but I am going to have to do my research to get the absolute BEST bang for my buck!! Stay tuned....
This year I would like to be fit and FEEL healthy and strong enough to ZIPLINE!! I conquered the Alpine Tower at ASU and felt jelly legs and squeamish stomach but DID IT!! The boys have Ziplined several times and I always wanted to go...but feared being out of shape and holding them back OR being just too darn fat to comfortably do the thing.
Ideally, I will do this with those same boys and enjoy the experience. The biggest appeal is the exhilaration that seems to be on EVERY person's face I have ever observed completing this goal.
The WHEEEEEEE feeling sounds totally fun and exciting! I have read about some options but I am going to have to do my research to get the absolute BEST bang for my buck!! Stay tuned....
Wednesday, January 3, 2018
January 3....Writing Challenge 2018
Your Day In Ten Words
Chaos filled middle school mayhem....field trips are worth it!
Chaos filled middle school mayhem....field trips are worth it!
Tuesday, January 2, 2018
January 2... Writing Challenge 2018
Three Goals for this Month... The Second in A Series of Journal Prompts
1- I want to continue to chase better health. Pound dropping and faster workout times are nice, but my ultimate goal is a lifestyle I can manage for the remainder of my Earthly days. An investment of time and energy in my health promotes overall wellbeing, makes me a nicer human, and makes my pants not feel like they are made completely of rubber bands.
2- I want to WRITE every day. Not for work, not for an assigned task, but to just explore my own thoughts and challenge my ability to perform on command. Lots of folks keep saying, "you should write a book" and that idea always brings a little glint to my eye (and a little nausea to my stomach). BUT THIS I DO KNOW... I will never, ever be a writer if I don't practice, practice, practice. Day two and I am still going.. so that's a plus!!
3- I want to do some self-reflection and determine what things, places, events, and people truly make me happy. I am approaching a crossroads in the not too distant future where I could find myself with two roles that will not require my full attention. One being mom... because my boys are growing and changing and will {eventually} not be sharing a roof with me. The second being that of teacher. I am eligible to retire in seven years.... which seems like a LONG time away, but the past seven years have flown by and I must start preparing now because I am NO GOOD at change. The realist in me says.. teacher and mom will always, ALWAYS be a part of who am I until I breathe my last breath, but I will have some power over how those titles and how I will infuse them into my "new" lifestyle. I need an exit plan and a next thing... always have... always will!
As a side note, I have never been big on goals. Perhaps that is why I am always feeling like I am NEVER finished with anything. Let's see how this goes... stay tuned!!
1- I want to continue to chase better health. Pound dropping and faster workout times are nice, but my ultimate goal is a lifestyle I can manage for the remainder of my Earthly days. An investment of time and energy in my health promotes overall wellbeing, makes me a nicer human, and makes my pants not feel like they are made completely of rubber bands.
2- I want to WRITE every day. Not for work, not for an assigned task, but to just explore my own thoughts and challenge my ability to perform on command. Lots of folks keep saying, "you should write a book" and that idea always brings a little glint to my eye (and a little nausea to my stomach). BUT THIS I DO KNOW... I will never, ever be a writer if I don't practice, practice, practice. Day two and I am still going.. so that's a plus!!
3- I want to do some self-reflection and determine what things, places, events, and people truly make me happy. I am approaching a crossroads in the not too distant future where I could find myself with two roles that will not require my full attention. One being mom... because my boys are growing and changing and will {eventually} not be sharing a roof with me. The second being that of teacher. I am eligible to retire in seven years.... which seems like a LONG time away, but the past seven years have flown by and I must start preparing now because I am NO GOOD at change. The realist in me says.. teacher and mom will always, ALWAYS be a part of who am I until I breathe my last breath, but I will have some power over how those titles and how I will infuse them into my "new" lifestyle. I need an exit plan and a next thing... always have... always will!
As a side note, I have never been big on goals. Perhaps that is why I am always feeling like I am NEVER finished with anything. Let's see how this goes... stay tuned!!
January 1.. Writing Challenge 2018
I have decided to write daily. I preach "readers read and writers write" to my students ALL THE TIME. And I do one of these a lot.. writing is the loser. So I will resolve to try to write a little each day. I have found a plethora of monthly writing prompts and may stick to the plan or in normal Maria fashion go completely off the predetermined path and take a twisting, turning path of my own making.
Today's prompt is "What are you most looking forward to?"
As 2018 begins, I realize my oldest "baby" is graduating and turning 18 in six short months. These are HUGE milestones, but I am truly looking forward to them. Mack is ready...oh so ready... to enter the next chapter of his life. He is already a young man and operates mentally in the adult world. I don't want to wish my life away and I can't deny that I find myself feeling winsome for bygone days with those little fellas. Regardless, I will look forward to coming days and new forms of old relationships with those I love most.
Today's prompt is "What are you most looking forward to?"
As 2018 begins, I realize my oldest "baby" is graduating and turning 18 in six short months. These are HUGE milestones, but I am truly looking forward to them. Mack is ready...oh so ready... to enter the next chapter of his life. He is already a young man and operates mentally in the adult world. I don't want to wish my life away and I can't deny that I find myself feeling winsome for bygone days with those little fellas. Regardless, I will look forward to coming days and new forms of old relationships with those I love most.
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