Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Who is that Girl?

Just a few oldies. . .

 on this Wednesday. . .

for your enjoyment. . .

and my embarrassment!

{baby in the car seat = sister.  little boy = brother. the blonde in each photo = me, of course}

Whether wordless or wordfull, share you Wednesday with us and link up with a lovely photo 
at Hannah's Aspire.

Lovely Photo - Wordless or Not-So-Wordless Wednesday at Aspire

Thursday, September 23, 2010

For Who? For ME??

I've been given my first blog award by the lovely Hillary!  This lady has even published a book, so I'm both shocked and honored to learn that I was one of the bloggers she had chosen for this award.  : )

I don't know how soon I'll be able to write the "About Myself in Seven" considering my coming days will be filled with exams, quizzes, papers, and presentations. . .
but I do want to express my honor and gratitude.

I've often pondered my lack of a blogging niche, but describing my multi~faceted~ness as "versatile" makes it seem like a positive thing!
Thanks Hillary! I'm not blushing ~ but beaming!


Sunday, September 19, 2010

MiScellaNy MoNdAy

{1} someone get these squirrels a Nicoderm patch.

In the winter/spring of 2009, I spent a semester at the Philadelphia campus belonging to my former college. Part of this experience included taking courses at Philadelphia's own Temple University.
Fun fact about Temple University: The squirrels that frequent Temple University's campus allegedly have a nicotine addiction because they chew on the cigarette buttes galore smoked and littered by the Temple students.

{2} the three~story crash.

Speaking of college craziness, an apartment in a local college complex collapsed last Friday night. A party was in full swing on the third floor, the floor gave way, and many people crashed through to the ground floor. The result: crushed pelvic bones and clavicles, injured spines and numb legs.
I tell you this because my young 15 year~old friend was one of those who fell. Her eye was busted and people fell on her head after she crashed to the ground from the third floor; she was taken to the hospital in one of the ambulances.
I stopped by her home on Saturday to check in with her and give her a get well gift card to her favorite restaurant, Chipotle. She is doing well, but please pray that the vision in her injured eye will be restored and for the other people injured in the accident. I'm thankful that no one's injuries are life~threatening.

{3} almost autumn. fairly fall.


All of the "autumn is here!!!" gleeful celebrations make me think, "Oh yeah? Where?" We're still having daily temps in the 80s around here.
I've already made the first step in transitioning to this new season, and that is accepting that I'm back in school. ;-) The second step is one over which I have no control, and that is for the weather to match the season. However, we've been experiencing such beautiful days, it's difficult to wish too hard for some aerial crispness. One seasonal trademark that I HAVE been enjoying, though, is apple cider from our local orchard!

{4} not a bed of roses.

Have you heard of Iya Isoke? She's a poet laureate in Harrisburg, PA, a place where I have many fond memories. {If you're ever in Harrisburg, you must visit City Island and Cafe di Luna}. But back to Iya Isoke. . .
She once spoke a quote about the practice of writing to which I deeply identify. These words may as well be my own, if only I were as eloquently articulate and poetic:

"I have tried looking at the world through rose~colored glasses, but the thorns of reality continue to pierce my eyes, and so I blink back the bloody tears and write what I see."

Miscellany musings to share? Link up with my bloggy friend Carissa at lowercase letters.

Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters

Monday, September 13, 2010

Counting the Endless Gifts {89-99}

"Sing to the Lord of the harvest, maker of field and of sky. God of the seasons both fallow and full, speaking the world into life.

Come to the Lord of the harvest, come to the table; rejoice! God, who has given the hunger for song, fill us with breath and with voice.

A field of voices raised up and gathered, now we offer a harvest of song. Hear our hallelujah! Hear our grateful amen!"

::pumpkin smoothies

::veggie croissants

::new friends

::concerts, dramas, and musicals

::cornfields topped with a golden~baked crust of tassels

::apple spice cake

::skies splashed with sunplosion, tree silhouettes in the foreground, rays streaming

::learning new teaching strategies and child development principles

::the ability to miss, to feel, to grieve an absence

::baristas who know me by name and begin to make my drink as soon as my foot crosses the threshold

::second chances

Song is "Sing to the Lord of the Harvest"
Lyrics by David Wright

Music by James Clemens
Copyright 2004

holy experience

Monday, September 6, 2010

Head First Into the Books

Now that school has resumed {the time distinguished by my running around like a chicken without a head}, I'm not too sure how often I'll be able to steal away moments to blog. I hope I can keep up somewhat with my "out loud" musings, as this is a creative outlet I've really enjoyed during my semester off school.

There probably won't be as many stories written about my kids {yes..MY kids..I insist that they are} because my academic schedule doesn't permit me to work like I have been for these past months. I will, however, be in a field experience in a local elementary school as well as in our university's early learning center. The privacy policies at these schools are more stringent than I'm used to; simply making up online aliases for the tots won't be sufficient I'm afraid. :-/

Perhaps the only written pieces that I'll be able to post are class writing assignments. You wouldn't mind, would you? I know you'd be so thrilled to muddle through some gritty first drafts and edit them for me! Awesome.

Maybe I'll have more free time than I currently anticipate, but just remember: even if I'm gone awhile and only post sporadically,