Experiment Over...

So, this blog was sort of an experiment. I was desperately in need of an outlet for my brain and I wanted a little challenge. Could I keep up a blog? Is this journalistic outlet something I'd enjoy? Could I really write posts about my life? I decided to channel all of these questions into a blog and see if blogging was something that fit into my life.

I'm of the philosophy that a hobby should fold into your life and improve it. Blogging however, has not folded into my life. As of late, I've not been posting and have found the idea of writing posts to be a chore. Not to mention, I don't think I'm excessively good at this whole blog thing. I think that this is due to the fact that right now my life is busy, and my brain is totally occupied. And, to be honest, I just don't think I'm angsty or existential enough, I lack the photographic talent to create a photo blog and in short, I'm just not that newsworthy!

In conclusion, this is adios for a while. I might be back, I might not be. If anyone might miss this little outlet, I'm sorry for "quittin you" and thank you so much for reading. I will continue to follow all my favorites and keep up with you all that way.

Blogging has been a fun experiment and I'm so happy to have discovered so many interesting and talented moms, writers, travelers, missionaries, artists, photographers, craftspeople and generally good human beings. I wish all of you the very best!

Adios amigos.

Summertime Fever

Lately I have had an insatiable craving for Summer and everything that comes with Summer. Warm temperatures, cool grass on my bare feet, the beach, the ocean, pools. I cannot wait to refreshingly submersed in cool water (not cold, just cool enough).

About a month ago I couldn't wait for Spring, I described myself as having graduated from Spring Fever to Spring Rabies. And now I've taken that to the next step -Summersitis. Oh I can't wait!
So tonight I am going to listen to Toots and Maytals on repeat, drink fresh squeezed juice and look at the amazing pictures that Hubs and I took on our honeymoon to Bermuda in 2008.

Feeling a little itch

I'm feeling a little itch to get into some trouble. Not real trouble, but maybe a spontaneous roadtrip or trying something I've never done before.

Any suggestions blogging universe?

I can come with up with a few ideas... One of which I might deploy on the world tomorrow.

Revelations while lying on the floor...

Source

At the end of every yoga class, we take a little rest. By this point, you're very sweaty, worn out, fully stretched out and ready for a little break. Usually I find myself hovering between consciousness and sleep, thinking about random things, even though I try desperately to "quiet my mind." My mind is not easily shut up.

Tonight however, my teacher began our relaxation with a little word about reaching deep within yourself, literally to your core, and allowing your figurative fingertips to graze over the eternal observer within each of us. It's not the mind that holds your fleeting thoughts and worries, it's something sits back and lets the transient details pass. Some people call it a soul or a spirit, but tonight I found myself imagining a deep well of childlike energy and enthusiasm deep at my core.

I remember what it was like to laugh and think of nothing else but that joyous laughing moment. The simplistic emotional state of being a kid. No worries, no stress. Lately these two things have made up a large percentage of my life. I kept having a memory of swinging in the sunshine as a little girl, letting my head drop back on the upswing and enjoying the free-fall on the way down.

It has been so long since I've just enjoyed the free-fall without the worry of what the bottom will feel like. I know that this is pretty normal. As life grows in complexity, thoughts become cluttered and life starts to feel heavy. But, occasionally you feel the lightness of life come over you as well. Tonight feeling the lightness of life, I cried in class. I did so quietly because I didn't really want anyone else to see, because I was a little embarrassed about becoming so emotional. But, I cried because if felt so good. I felt great to be light again and even though I'm being challenged personally and professionally right now, for that moment I felt the burden lift. It was a "satisfied sigh" sort of moment.

Anyway, sorry to get all deep on ya. But my wish is that everyone reading this might have their occasional revelation on their yoga mat, or whatever your outlet might be. I hope that in that moment you feel yourself lift and lighten, because you've given yourself what you need. And, I hope that you can take that lightness forward with you into your life and remember that ageless energy inside you that doesn't change; no matter how much your life does or how much adversity comes to you. You're still the kid on the swing, no matter how old you are.

Welcome Spring!

It's here, it's here, it's finally here! Today is Central Pennsylvania, the temperature will reach the unseasonably warm high of 72 degrees! I am jittery with excitement for all of the things I will want to do over this weekend.

Last night we made some delicious bbq ribs at our place and ate them out on our patio.


And my daffodils bloomed! Seeing flowers bloom after a long, cold winter is almost shocking. You have that moment of recognition and happiness when you see some color again.

And Mick is pretty excited about the weather too. He's itching to be outside! We are thinking about camping out in our backyard tonight. Seriously - we're gonna do it!!
I can't forget to wish a happy March Madness to everyone out there as well. My bracket (which my husband made for me) is already totally screwed. But that's ok! The fun of it is still in tact for me.

First Graders and their Brutal Honesty

Source - Elementary school to me = crayons.. love my crayons.

It's no secret that kids are honest. Kids think what they think, like what they like and typically say it out loud. They have tantrums in public, cry out of pure frustration or if someone hurts their feelings, laugh uncontrollably, and let out the pure rage that might bubble up inside them (a la David After Dentist).

I am going to be a Junior Achievement teacher for a class of first graders coming up at the end of April. My job is in five lessons to teach them the difference between "wants" and "needs" through various activities illustrating the concept. Doesn't sound too tough, right? I don't think the teaching part of it will be too much of a challenge. I'll have the full-time teacher in the room to help me keep order. The thing I am most concerned with is making the kids LOVE me. Basically, I plan on buying their love with nut-free/gluten-free snacks and candies and stickers galore! I might throw in some novelty erasers too. But, all kidding aside, if you can win over a room full of seven-year-old children, you're probably doing a pretty good job as a human being.

Why do I think this? Kids are extremely good judges of character. They see straight to the core of people and know, purely on instinct, whether a person is good or bad. And, as in most things with kiddos, they tell you. They since any hesitations to be open and caring and through their body language or their words, tell you that you are not trustworthy.

This isn't a fool-proof system by any means, but most of the time, it's true.

We as adults could benefit from a bit of this honesty. I've blogged before about my co-worker, the one I've named Bobby Salesguy and what a tool I think he is. Only once or twice have I told Bobby that I don't like what he's doing, or the way he behaves, but he's made me mad countless times.

Why can't I do it the first grader way, and just say it?I'll tell you why; because years of adulthood have stripped away my ability to go with my gut, be it in laughter or tears, and be honest about my feelings. What's wrong with all us? Have we forgotten how to be honest in in lieu of being polite?

So, when I walk in the room in from of my 24 first graders this April, I hope that they sense that I can about them, and I want them to learn what I'm here to teach. And if that doesn't work, I will bribe my way into their good graces. Ha! Just kidding...

Your GRE Word/Math Problem of the Day

Here is a little taste of what I've been working on in preparation for the GRE on April 28th:

GRE Vocab word - Timorous:

–adjective

1.full of fear; fearful: The noise made them timorous.

2.subject to fear; timid.

3.characterized by or indicating fear: a timorous whisper.

GRE Math Problem:

If x =32

What does (x)x equal?


By the way, I couldn't figure out how to do the superscript, so just go with it....mkay.

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A real blog entry will come tomorrow. I promise, but I'm brain dead tonight, honestly.