09 August 2014


We are about to embark on another school year. Parents are rejoicing. Teachers are lamenting. I cannot believe that soon my life with be orderly and scheduled once again. Honestly I don't know how y'all with jobs that don't get summers off do it. What's the secret? 

I am excited to begin a new chapter with middle school. I was (still am) very nervous, but I feel much better now than I did at the start of summer. I still haven't moved in to my room, and I have no idea what novels are available, but I still am hopeful and even a little excited to start my year. 

What I have done is gone to my first day of professional development. And while it was tiring and hot, it was so wonderful to meet people in my new district. It was nice to be welcomed and told how they appreciate me being there. It was nice that it is a different world than other districts. 

I have also neglected this poor little corner of the interwebs. I say time and time again that I will stop doing that...and yet life gets in the way. But I'll do a catch up post when I can type from my laptop because typing on his iPad is for the birds. 

Until then live the life you imagine.

06 July 2014

FICTION + AL TOWN + S // Bluebell, Alabama

I may have alluded to y'all that I watch a bit of television from time to time. (by bit I mean a lot actually...but remember we aren't here to judge... I like to watch my stories... okay...sheesh). Anyway, I seem to love shows that are set in a small town. Inevitably I fall in love with said small town only to find that when I wield my google powers it does not exist.

Hence comes this blog post series. 

Fictional towns in which I'd like to live. 

First up is the fictional town where Hart of Dixie takes place. The official website for Bluebell can be found here. And the official website for Hart of Dixie can be found here.

If you haven't seen the show it's really cute. It's about a NYC doctor who heads to the south because a man has left her his medical practice in rural small town Alabama. Sort of big city clashes into small town and is trying to fit in. 

This fictional town boasts of a mayor's mansion which is a beautiful Southern plantation on an estate with a pond, a carriage house, a gardener's shack, and those hundred year old oak trees that are draped in Spanish moss that hangs down like the perfect accessory. 

The "Rammer Jammer" which is the local watering hole, sports bar, restaurant, breakfast place...I think it might be the only place to eat in the whole town. But it has everything, so why would you need another place? The fictional town, that I wish really existed, is located on the bay, so they have a bait shop where you can find fresh seafood. Of course, there is a vegetable stand to boast fresh produce to go with all that fresh seafood. It's one of those towns with a big ole' town square that hosts festivals of all sorts. 

Everyone is always gathering in the town square or the town hall walking here and there. I think in towns where there is more walking there are more friends. It's more personable if you're walking because it's harder to ignore your overly friendly neighbor on foot. In a car you can pretend to fidget with the radio. 

The people of the town talk in a slow Southern accent, and they drink sweet tea. They call tea without sugar un-tea, which is perfect because that's what it is. They have good manners and are genuinely nice to one another. Then when they don't like one another you know...but you know with good Southern manners and a "bless your heart." 

We should all be so lucky to live in a town like Bluebell, Alabama. 

02 July 2014

L O G I C A L + LY

I had planned on a full day of cleaning out my closet. Literally, not figuratively. I know you were all on the edge of your sheets wondering about that. But then the fur kids were cuddling with me this morning, and so we lounged in bed for a little longer than normal. 

Then, of course, we couldn't start the day without coffee. I figured while I waited for my coffee to percolate that I'd watch a quick episode of Orange is the New Black (OITNB). This lead into me watching a movie that I'd had on my Netflix queue for awhile since one does not simply just have a single cup of coffee. 

Pinterest began calling my name as it often does, and then I thought "oh you need to blog," so this is happening now. I also have to finish my book and go to the library. 

So you see...the best plans sometimes go awry. Plus do I really need to be in my closet? I do...but really I have plenty of time. Also, I still have a gift card that is begging me to buy some new clothes. At that point I figure I will absolutely have to clean my closet since I'll need to hang my new clothes. 

This is a lesson in women's logic brought to you by me and cuddling fur kids on a sunny day in July from Oklahoma. 

You're welcome. ;)

28 June 2014


Last night as I was lying in bed I was thinking about time machines and all the things we could do as people if we could travel about back and forth in time. If we kept the knowledge we could stop wars before they started, kill evil people before they hurt anyone, feed people who were hungry...the possibilities are really limitless.

Then I started to think on a personal level, and I rolled in my head scenario after scenario where I could go back in time and make life better. 

First, I thought that I could fix my first real relationship, but then I thought that gave me Jakob, and I would not change having him for all the riches in the world. That is out. 

Then I thought I would go back and not marry the first time for all the wrong reasons. Except then I started thinking about how much I value Tim because I know we are in this for everything that is right and good. That was out.

The only real thing I could think of was doing college differently. Of course, I wouldn't be a teacher. I'd be an attorney. I'd probably be putting criminals in jail for whatever criminal acts they dared to commit. Or I'd be fighting for human rights in far away lands. 

Imagine! We could relive perfect days over and over. We could go back and visit people we've loved that died. 

I don't even know why I think about things like this. I guess because my brain will not shut off, and so my newest defense mechanism is to think about crazy possibilities and outlandish thoughts rather than get caught up in a frenzy of anxiety thinking about people and things that don't matter at all. 

Stay tuned because I might think (and blog) about what my cats would say if they could talk. That should be fascinating. 

25 June 2014

D I S + T R A C T I O N

Summer at the beach.  My favorite!!!

So it's summer... It's that beautiful time of year when I catch up on reading and get to know the librarians again. I see movies on extra hot afternoons, and we laugh as we try to eat our dip cones before they melt in the lingering evening heat. I love summer. 

This summer I feel discontented. I feel like things are unsettled. My anxiety is running at an all time high, and my mind keeps racing with thoughts, most of them not even important in the grand scheme of things. 

What I need is a good old-fashioned distraction. 

I have an entire new year of curriculum to plan. Making the foray into middle school will provide me with an entire new set of challenges. As I look at books for my grade level and think about things I will be teaching next school year I realize that I am looking forward to my next adventure. There isn't a lot that I can transfer from high school, so that means I can make lots and lots of new and exciting things! 

Plus I can always re-organize my pinterest boards. 

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