So sorry I have been a slacker…
Thanks to Jamie, for nominating me for The Versatile Blogger! Her blog, when the road is no longer seen, is great! It is all about her journey of self-discovery and revelations about the world around her.
The rules for it are:
- 1. Thank the award-giver and link back to them in your post.
- 2. Share 7 things about yourself.
- 3. Pass this award along to 15 recently discovered blogs you enjoy reading.
- 4. Contact your chosen bloggers to let them know about the award.
Without further ado, here are seven tantalizing tidbits (ha!)
- I am currently doing something I have wanted to do for about six or seven years. Teaching in a foreign country is one of those things I wondered if I would regret not doing. Lucky for me, life has a way of handing us exactly what we need WHEN we need it.
- I love teaching, but really I don’t know that I will do it forever. I see myself going to school to be an administrator or specialist sometime in the near future. The changes that are being made in education aren’t all good–and if I truly want to make a difference, it might be somewhere out of the classroom.
- My family is nutso. Wait, that isn´t really about me. Well, I am part of my family, so I guess I am a bit nutty too. Although, in my defense, I tell my mother all the time that I am her only normal child.
- Sometimes I feel frustrated waiting for other people to act. I feel like I have this idea of what they should do in my head, and so often I become disappointed when they don’t make the choice I would make. I am learning to let other people make mistakes. It is crazy hard, but I feel like maybe it is preparing me for motherhood.
- I have music buried inside of me. It really wants to come out, but I lack the discipline needed to tickle the ivories. I hope to find myself in lessons again someday soon. Until then, it makes appearances in the form of humming and singing.
- I’m an artist. It took me a while to call myself one, but it is true. I paint murals mostly, because what I do can’t be contained to a piece of canvas. The other day I watched these graffti artists retagging the wall near my house. I have to say that I am itching for some spray paint, but the “rule follower” inside me is scared. I am (not so secretly) hoping that Mama and Daddy will let me spray paint the shop. (They let me paint murals downstairs…it doesn’t hurt to try, right?)
- I love old people. I think it is because Mamaw took me around to visit old people when I was younger. I love the way they sit around in front of stores. I love the way they talk. I love their wrinkly hands and faces. I really love old men. I want to collect an old person the way that Chealea Handler has a little person.
Eek! I have more to say! I am totally gonna break the rules.
More than you ever wanted to know about me:
- I tell people I am from NOVA now. When they ask where I am from, I think for a split second Tennessee. I sure do love Tennessee, but I have no idea why my transplant in Virginia was sucessful. Can’t I be from two places? I mean, I’ve lived in Nebraska, Minnesota, and Florida too–but I don’t claim them. Ay ay ay…
- I used to think I had sooooo many friends when I was in high school. Sometime after college, I realized that I have very few friends and a lot of people with whom I am friendly. I am totally okay with this.
- I heard about a brother worker that does calculus to relax. One of my favorite times of day right now is when I lay in bed at night and learn math. It sometimes hurts my brain. It also gives me this sense of success. Me gusta matematicas.
- I talk to my mom every day. I missed one day last week. The world stopped turning for a moment.
- Twenty-seven was one of the worst years ever. I have a feeling that twenty-eight is gonna be my year. I am allowed to have more than one year. Twenty-six was my year too. I am preparing for thirty to rock my socks off. I mean, I’ve already had my quarter-life crisis. What could possibly go wrong that hasn’t already? (I don’t want an answer to that question.)
- Someday soon I am going to start running again. Somewhere inside is a skinny girl. She is sharing my body with her twin who loves carbs and math. The sidewalks here are trecherous, but the other day, I saw someone running beside the sidewalk. I think I might commit to doing that at some point. Weekends are great because there is no traffic. A gym would be nice too if I could find one.
- I am a sucker for people who need me. Yesterday, I bought the most disgusting fruit from this guy on the street. He told me they come from big trees in the mountains. They look like olives or cherries and taste like trash. Five pesos are gone because he was old. I also can’t say no to dirty children in the American part of town. I want to take them all home with me and teach them how to read.
- I just sang, “I’d like to teach the world to read…” to the tune of “I’d like to teach the world to sing.”
- I am stopping now so that I can do what the devil twin is saying to do: go buy fresh tortillas. I am going to make some black beans and veggies for the skinny twin…just to shut her up.
Welp. I will leave you with some blogs I follow. There won’t be fifteen. I am going to give you fifteen minus the nine extra facts I gave you about myself.
And two that need to put on the writing pants again:
- Standing on the Shoulders of Giants I love, love, love this blog. But a certain someone needs to write more.
- Sitting Dog This is great too. Write more!!
So, there we go! Thanks for entertaining me and for reading all about my life. It isn’t too exciting, but it is better than not living at all, eh?