Categotry Archives: Personal

I’m In Your Corner

Sometimes life seems to make one big circle. Some people call it karma, especially if the circle comes around and kicks you in the butt, but I am not sure karma is the right word for it. Some may say it’s a coincidence when things seem to finally meet up and form the perfect circle, but I, for one, attribute it to divine intervention. And I love when it happens. It’s the moment where two ends that have been hanging […]

I Couldn’t Have Said it Better Myself

So I won’t. Instead I will quote Beth Ann Fennelly from her book Great with Child. The book was given to me by a friend, and because it is not a fact book on pregnancy but rather a personal account of pregnancy, childbirth and parenting, it was easy to get into during those first few weeks of caring for Eleanora. Fennelly is a poet and therefore very articulate. She has a wonderful ability to say things in such a way […]


I do not look back on my high school career with fondness because it was a great and joyful experience (although it mostly was). In fact, my high school years were filled with the same pain and frustration that fill many of our teenage years. Instead, I find myself looking back on my high school career with great admiration because my high school did school well. I find myself reaching back into my teenage school years and pulling out ideas […]

This time last year….

This time last year Jon and I were searching for a church family, learning our way around Chattanooga, working around a few unpacked boxes, and missing NY (well, at least I was…) This time last year I was brand new to Chattanooga, and I was experiencing some hefty amounts of homesickness. I wanted to be as familiar with Chattanooga as I had been with my hometown in NY. I wrote lots of posts about how things were different here, how […]

“What Just Happened?…”

I can count her ribs. I can see all the bones in her butt. She walks on four spindly legs. Her gait is wobbly, and she is a little unsightly. I call her Izzy (for now). She is my new hobby. My new distraction. My new project. My new baby girl. I met Izzy yesterday at her foster home about an hour away. When we pulled in the driveway, I could tell she had pep, even with her lack […]

House Hunters

When we were living in NY, I watched this show called “House Hunters”. It was on when I was home, so it become one of the background shows of my afternoons. I would do schoolwork, or whatever else needed to be done, with this show on to protect me from the evil sounds that seem to creep up when I am by myself. The participants on the show seemed fairly normal. The host also seemed down to earth. The only […]

Soul Music

I have never really understood the true meaning of Soul Music. It could have some sort of religious connotation, but I think I caught a glimpse of the true meaning of Soul Music at the Camp House tonight….. Jon and I are here at the Camp House, as we are every Monday night, listening to Rick Rushing and his guys as they jam on their instruments. These dudes sure know how to have fun, lugging in their amps, electric guitars […]

My Classroom!

I start my new job tomorrow, but I was able to sneak in (not literally) and get a few pictures of my classroom before my students arrive. I still need to add a few of my own personal touches, but the teacher that retired left me well-equipped…so, here’s to the start of a new semester with new students in a new classroom at a new school! This is the view from the door This is the view from my desk […]


Today is my hubby’s birthday, so I thought I should send out a little birthday post in honor of his special day. Dear Jonny, You are special. More specifically, you are special to me. You are the face that I can’t get enough of, the hugs that I dream about when I am sitting, alone in my dreary office, the smile that triggers joy deep inside me, and the man that I cannot live without. You are my inspiration to […]


Preface My brain is in a multitude of different places, so this post has no cohesion; it is simply a hodge-podge of thoughts and feelings. I find updating my status on Facebook to be a tedious and tormenting task. I find that I have so much I want to tell the world, and only a minuscule status to convey it all in. I always want my status to be catchy or cute or unique in some way. I often hem […]

Orange Lessons

(I thought I should let everyone know that fall is finally here. It is the middle of November, and the weather is simply perfect. The trees are still wearing their fall colors, and the earth is not as barren as I remember it should be during this time of the year. This makes me particularly happy.) I have been dwelling on Christmas lately, not because I love the holiday, but because we need to make travel arrangements and such. Do […]


It began as what seemed like an ordinary day. There were no terrible omens to warn us of the coming danger. In fact, it was as though we were bindsided. Blindsided by what, you may be asking. The loss of our internet connection. (I am currently posting from a bench at Chattanooga State as I wait to teach my next class.) This was a tragic blow that I thought we would never recover from. Who can live without the internet […]

longing. again.

My mother-in-law posted this picture on Facebook today. I used to look at this view everyday. Oh, how I miss my old home!

Falling for Fall

My heart belongs to Autumn. Always has, always will. It began when I was little. Summer in NY was lovely, but I always held my breath for Fall. I loved watching the leaves change. I loved being able to hear them crunch under my tires as I wound up the little back road to my cute, little house. My heart would smile a little inside the first time we would go to Holy Cow and need a jacket to eat […]

And Another…

To Autumn by John Keats Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days […]