Throwback, Bliss

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My sister took this picture (thanks) of me on our trip to the Pacific Northwest. I loved every minute of my time in Seattle and the surrounding areas. I always feel like I’m returning home when I visit there. My heart will always belong along the Pacific.

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Whatcha Reading, May 2015

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This is a meme brought to you by Taking On a World of Words. Each Wednesday taking a look at what everyone is reading.
The Three Ws are:

What are you currently reading?
What did you recently finish reading?
What do you think you’ll read next?

Currently Reading

Hausfrau
I am struggling through these books and might move them back to my to-read shelf. Some books just can’t be read until the time is right.

Recently Finished

More enjoyable than the first.

The Ruby Circle3 of 5 stars
Just meh. I was expecting more from Mead. As a potential end to the VA world I wanted more of a farewell.
I still need to review Those Girls but I enjoyed these last few books I have finished. The one I liked the best was probably Richelle Mead, just because she’s one of my favorite authors and I know what to expect when I pick up one of her books.

Up Next

Love and Other Foreign WordsI'll Give You the SunThe Raven Boys
Hex HallThe Unbecoming of Mara DyerThe Winner's Kiss

Just a few that I have added recently. I am not sure what book I will pick up first but I’m looking forward to each of these for different reasons.

Well my first WWW Wednesday is complete finally. I hope you enjoy a look into my bookshelves.

what are your www answers?
Whatcha Reading, May 2015

What Time Is It?

I am addicted to a kid’s show. There, I said it, I admit it. I like the Bubble Guppies.

I have been watching during the week with my niece and I enjoy it more and more each day. I think the one reason I like it so much is this song. Mr. Grouper’s Line Up song is one of the best things ever. It’s so catchy.

The show is pretty cute and the story lines are entertaining but I really like the music in the show.

what show are you addicted to?
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Childhood Dreams

I never wanted to be an astronaut or police officer when I was younger. I always knew what I become since I was five years old–a teacher.

Three months after my fifth birthday my little sister arrived on the scene. In the very beginning I was jealous of all the attention she was getting and I even got a present the day she was born to pacify me. It was only later, months probably, that I truly came to the realization of having a younger sister. She was my very own doll come to life. I could play with her and teach her everything I knew. Even at a young age I loved learning, it was an equal love to teach my sister the things I learned each day when I got home from school. I wanted to share everything with her (this feeling didn’t last long, sorry Mom). One of my proudest accomplishments to date was “educating” her, she was reading and writing before going to school.

I was a teacher’s pet in elementary school, a dream student. I would finish my work quickly and then help answer questions of fellow students that sat nearby. Later (I think around fifth grade) I would be given more responsibility and the chance to help whomever needed it in our classroom, along with a few other “quick learners”. I was lucky to grow up when I did and teasing and bullying were a rare thing, usually only happening on the playground due to lack of sportsmanship. It wasn’t until I entered high school that I learned to keep my mouth shut and only answer questions when asked directly.

Being a member of math club I was able to get preferential treatment during algebra. I would finish assignments ahead of time and work on other homework, help others, or spend free time reading, etc. A classmate made a remark about the unfairness of the two groups in our math class, something along the lines of the smart group and dumb group. I remember that I never really saw a distinction in our class before until it was pointed out to me. It upset me greatly and since that moment I tried to blend in and not get grouped into a distinct clique. That was one of the first signs that my desired profession could waiver.

Another sign was due to a history teacher and his treatment of the females in his classroom. This teacher did not even try to hide his discrimination. I began to learn that teachers were not always heroes but human too. I finally made the decision to look for a new calling after student teaching in high school. I was able to work with a teacher that my sister praised, one of her favorites from elementary school. It was a tough classroom, walking into an environment where the adult in charge is OCD about most things and doesn’t relinquish control without a fight. I did not enjoy that experience at all because I was basically a gofer and errands were my specialty. The teacher even wrote in my evaluation that I would not make a good teacher. I was crushed.

Jump to after college and a few years of jobs not careers taking over my life when I get the opportunity to teach. I had long ago given up that dream but it was the chance to travel abroad and why not? My best friend is an international teacher and she was able to snag me a job at her school in South America. I was terrified not because I didn’t know the language but what if I failed. What if I didn’t know how to teach? I was thrown to the wolves and became a fourth grade teacher with no idea of what it would entail.

Looking back at my year in South America I am grateful. That experience showed me that I could survive and that teaching is something I enjoy. I had a lot of fun with my students and I also struggled during the school year but overall I think it changed me.

I am still debating on what to do with my life, still working jobs and not toward a career. I want to go to work each day loving what I do and I don’t think I have found that yet. It is such a tough decision to pick an interest and follow it through. I sometimes wish my dreams were more tangible. This feeling of being clueless is terrible, I sometimes wake up and don’t even think I know myself. Right now I’m working on discovering my self as cliche as that sounds. I hope that one day soon I will have that spark again like I did when I was teaching my sister to read and write. Until then I’ll keep on keeping on, living each day with my goals in mind.

what were your childhood aspirations?

Childhood Dreams

Just One Night

if the world were to end tomorrow, what would you do with your remaining time on earth?

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I am sure that in the moment my mind would change and not go with my plan because I would hope that I would be spontaneous. In my daily life I try to strive for spontaneity but rarely pull it off. I like to plan ahead and follow rules, so in my last moments on Earth I would hope that I could finally achieve being spontaneous.

I would likely see or talk to loved ones to begin with and then selfishly spend the rest of the day doing something I love. I would hope that I would go somewhere new. The feeling you get when you get in the car and just drive, I would try to replicate that with my remaining time. I would enjoy great food and drink, especially stopping at cafes along the way.

I would rent a car with excellent gas mileage and set off after filling it up. With just the road and music to keep me company I would drive north. I made a list of things I wanted to do before I died but I don’t think I would even consider my list for ideas. I would continue driving until I felt I should stop. I would hope timing would be on my side so that when the end is near it is dark and I’m parked in a field or meadow and staring up at the Northern Lights. I imagine I will be fondly remembering the memories I have made and yearning for the feeling of peace to stay with me until the end.

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Weird topic but now I’m in the mood to read.

Just One Night

Spring Cleaning

Spring is in full swing and here we are still working on spring cleaning projects. I wanted to give a rundown of what is happening here (I am a newbie DIY’er) in case you get inspired for your own project.

I find that there are three types of projects: mini, day, and big. Mini projects are small, done in no time things that you can do in the evening or on a Saturday morning, for example. Day projects take a bit more time and planning but stay motivated and you’ll be done by dinner. Big projects are those involving more steps and more planning. These will need time and energy to complete.

Mini Projects

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  • DIY rain barrel
  • Spruce up a room with new paint
  • Baskets made from newspaper

Big Projects

  • Vegetable garden
  • Curb appeal, yard maintenance
  • Deep cleaning the home

what projects are on your to-do list?


Have a great weekend, readers!

Spring Cleaning

Secret or Not

three confessions

  1. coffee confessionSome say I am addicted to coffee and that I drink too much of it. I say rubbish. There are worse things to be addicted to, like drugs or pornography. My obsession with coffee does not currently affect my life in a negative way. I will keep enjoying my daily intake probably until it kills me.
  2. hpI love Harry Potter and always will. It often comes up in my day to day conversations.
  3. I keep my deep, dark secrets to myself. My two confessions might be common knowledge to those that know me and they are two things about me that will never change.
what will you confess?
Secret or Not